Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1873-03-14

GOODNESS is enough to rouse any
body! If fire could be frozen, i,
would be like him! 1t would serve
you right to lose your heart to him
Miss Hager, after all you have
put us fellows through this win
ter"
.'Why?" she demanded, curtly.
"Because / believe you would
have to find it again. He has his
emotions so under his control, tina;
doubt if he could love-"
After that one day Della Howe
dropped in to have chat with Ha.
gar, and entering her room unbid-
den, found her standing in the open
window. Before her, on the win
dow-sill, was live coal, that she
had taken from the CRATE, and
against it was piece of ice of sim
liar size. The. two elements were
contending; the firs lived an instant
the longer.
"What are yoe aoing?" exclaim-
ed Della, looking over her shoul-
der.
"How do you do, Del?" was the
answer she got, and the girl tossed
the coal, with its almost extinct
flame, into the snow below, and
closed the window.
"What hare You been doing?"
again demanded Della
Satisfying myself that you can't
freeze fire; that heat is stronger
than cold," was the reply.
"What queer thing to think OFF,
said Della, who set down the act rs
one of Hagar's oddities, and in a
few moments forgot it.
She had come for her to 90 to the
Rink, and skate. Hagar ordered
Dandy and the cutter, and in few
minutes they were on their way
When within a block Of the Rink,
Hagar suddenly reincd up the horse.
There was ragged little urchin
sitting on the curbstone, crying
in a dumb, pitiful way with the
cold.
"What is the matter, little boy?"
demanded Hagar. The child, used
to bearing his troubles in silence,
and having all the reticence Of long
accustomed poverty, stared at her
in amaze. She repeated the ques-
ton.
"Oh fly, Hagar, drive on! You are
attracting attention; and see, there
comes Mr.. Klemn," said Della, in
an annoyed tone.
"Be still, Del. Who cares for
Mr.. Klemn? l am going to know
what is the matter with this young
ster if all the city gathers to listen,' u
was the unceremonious reply. De-
liza was instantly silenced. Mr..
KIemn had heard every word, and
had quietly joined the crowd OF
boys that had curiously collected
on the curbstone, at seeing a fine
lady stop her sleigh to talk to a
ragged urchin.
Again came the question: "Little
boy, what is the matter:
"Cold,'' was the laconic reply.
"Well, why didn't you say so al
first?" with queer mingling OF
kindness and impatience. Then she
turned to Della.
"Del., if you object to riding with
that yOungster, You can get out
There is only block to walk"
"What do you intend to do?' from
Della.
"Take him home and stand him
over the register" she said, with a
comical face, to hide the quiver OF
pity on her lips. Della attempted
to argue; it was useless. Hagar
tossed back the robes, and left her
no choice; so she got out. Mr..
Klemn had been looking on in his
cool, impenetrable way. Della
turned to him, expecting him to
take her skates and escort her to
the Rink, to which he evidently was
bound, when to her astonishment
she saw him gently lift the urchin
into the sleigh, then spring to the
seat she had but a moment before
vacated, take the reins from Hager's
hands and turn the horses head
homeward. In that instant she
recognized him, and watched them
out of sight, saying over and
over again to herself, "Well, l new.
err"
Hagar Southey was like one dazed
with surprise. Here was this sun.
paralleled.lmpudence" actually dri.
wing the very horse he had stopped
Yet even that thought came second
to the wondrous gentleness there
had been in his lifting Of the little
boy. The urchin had accepted this
fate in dumb, unquestioning way
She wrapped him we'll in the robe
never glancing at this cool quic,
gentleman. Dandy fairly flew
The ride was a silent one. When
he had drawn rein before her home
he carried the urchin up into the
vestibule, leaving her to follow
When there, he stood him on his
little, frozen, bare feet, and sudden.
ly facing this girl, took one of her
hands in both Of mis-, and looking
down into her startled, wondering
eyes, said, III gar Southey"-not an.
other word, and was gone. She led
the child into the house-her eyes
brilliant, her cheeks vivid, her lips
trembling. In that moment she
knew that she had met her master,
and that she loved him.
The next evening she went to the
Rink again-a party called for her
in q large three-seated sleigh. He
was one of the number. She had
hardly taken her seat before they
began to chaf her about her odd
protege, having heard the story
from Della Howe. Her quiet, indie
pendent rctorts soon silenced them.
"What was she going to do with
him?" "Keep him." "Who did
he belong to?' "Nobody." "How
did she know?" She had made the
lawful inquiries. When they reach
ed the Rink, Bert Klemn coolIy
swung her skates over his shoulder,
without even SO much rs "By your
leave," and gave her his arm; then
aftarxvard hnckled her skates on in