The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1873-08-08

logging began in order TO lay in pro-
visions for the camp-as they had only
taken up enough for a week or ten days
and perhaps Ben would &c the one 10
come . In which case he could hardly
avoid bringing her some word OF her
father and uncle. And then who could
predict but he might think IL worth his
while 70 reiterate his love in his eloquent
style, And then Louisa laughed wick
edly at the prospect, and decided that If
he was enough In love 10 do thus and thus,
IL would be safe for her beyond a perad-
venture 10 take her own time about max
ing up, TO show q supreme indifference to
his regard. No more heart than an adder
indeed! What was il, then, that ached so
| day after day, a. the dull, cold November
| wind sighed about the house and touched
| the neighboring pines into Eolian harps
and swept UP the dead leaves only 10 scat
ter them again? Why was she always
| straining her ewes down the frost-whit-
ened country road? And what was il
that tremhled in her bosom whenever a
/ speck appeared against the frosty sky .
| But Louiss had reckoned without her
host. Ben was not the man who was
! fond OF reiterating a love that had been
\ received so coldly. He didn't mean TO
leave the woods till March. If he could
hold out so long. Moreover, it was Mr..
| Bruce himself who proposed TO go back
with the OK team and bring the supplies
and hire the men.
81 don't feel quite right about the
head said he. "and l want Louisa TO
cosset me. Then I'll go out to Shopton
and see Scales and Weight about the sup
plies, and be back before you and 81 have
| eat up al this ere ~victuals."
-. All - -, ~ a.sI nnn EnonfhaFin y
a twinge of disappointment which he
wouldn't own to himself. "Weu get the
howell ready for the cattle while you're of,
and take a tramp through the woods and
spot the best timber for telling"
- There'll be enough To do said Uncle
Simon. You'll be back in five days,
say!" $50.
IF I'm lucky. How's the stores, SIP
.sGood tor a week, | should say, such
as they are. But the sooner you get back
the better. It'll be a sight easier for you
If you can manage 10 get up before a
heavy snow comes. You sec. we haven't
had any thing but spits yet, though may
be were going TO hev an open winter"
LAY, ay." answered Mr.. Bruce, as he
drove of through the woods with the OK
team. provisions for a week, Ell?
ThatIl tide W over, | reckon. There's a
sight of work TO be got through with in a
weeks time. There's the supplies to be
got, and hands 10 be hired: femme see
ive cutters. two teamsters, and a cook I;
that's about il, and TO hev 'em ready 10
start when | 4 do, and | amt so young as i
was. Heyday, it's rub and grind a lum-
berman's life isir
Alas there was more work TO be gotten
through with in a weeks time than MIR.
Bruce had al inkling of; so much that IL
ran over into the next week, as work has
a trick of doing.
When Louisa saw that il was only her
old father trudging along with the return
ing OK team her mercury went down to
zero in half a second. She saw before her
a weary three menths OF loneliness and
longing, and she saw, too, that she de-
served IL.
Its adeuced cold day'for an old man."
said Mr.. Bruce, shivering before the wood
fire, as if there should have been special
sets Of weather created to suit customers.
What's that you've got cooking on the
crane. Lu? Stew? | amt got no more
appetite than a bear in August. Brindle
and Trot were slow as cold molasses;
they've seen their best days. / reckon,
like their master. Wish I'd snapped EN-
to Dunn for the yearlings and boot; it
would hev bin a good bargain. 81 sent
his love TO you. Lu. I've got a cold. L
reckon I'll turn in and sleep il off,"
They oughtn't have let you Gomez
said Lu. Indignantly, as she carried him a
bottle of hot water for his feet. "Uncle
81 or Ben ought to have come instead"
1t want their fault ; / thought could
drive a better bargain with the hands.
Ben said he'd come In my place, but his
heart want set on it." which assurance in
no wise comforted Louisa.
Mr.. Bruce was restless all night, and in
the morning was out OF his head, and
didn't know his right hand from his left,
and called Louisa Ben. and asked grand
ma to put the X into the cart, installing
her tor Uncle Simon. And Louisa, halt
frightened to death, jumped upon old
Roan's back and galloped all the way TO
Shopton for the nearest doctor.
"Ahem! Nothing more nor less than
a fever said he, the instant he laid eyes
on Mr.. Bruce.
lis he dangerous ~ asked Louisa.
Dangerous? Oh, | guess he'll pull
through. I'll leave this prescription. and
be round tomorrow. There's Mr.. Nave
rick of the tavern-Maverick's tavern at
our place-had the same symptoms a
week ago, and he's about to-day. There's
no telling about these things; different
constitutions take things differently. At
least, you needn't be alarmed at present.
Good-morning," with an emphasis on the
good. Louisa thought IL was anything
but a good morning, after the comfort of
his professional presence was withdrawn.
But the next day her father was no bet
ter, nor yet the next, though the doctor
assured her that he was doing as well as
could be expected, whatever that might be.
Louisa was too busy, and weary with
watching and nursing, cooking and look
ing after the house, and seeing to grand
mas cold, and keeping order and quiet
among the children, to take note of the
sick mans d%elirious words. though he
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