The St. Cloud journal., 1873-06-12

no, but isnakesins Z ike tie sbous,.
The,elsrs bits Of no whole world built
into the7wals forms.. Then, = snergst+
icalls, OTIS such home for her and
Toni Whom its time for the boy to
rough it at school, there's the garden
to bring him back to- Mature: g Why,.
the smell Of those bean pods and glass !
after rain would make the worst man
choke In his wickedness. I'vo been
thinking, too, as soon as he's old
enoug gh to want his friends about him,
I'd run these side rooms into one, for
dancing. He'll be social fellow, Tom.
lses that In his eye. When the DOE !
uiarries there will be plenty Of room. room
for him to bring his wife hone-apd
bis children, if Gsd sends them aoy.
Here'we are,T 'l3or" glanoing up owe,
the door. 'To think its nothing but q
pile Of bricks and a number Of people.
Hey, :M.ry~ -:
1T would certainly be very inoou.ist,:
ent it the house were not numbered" !"
said his mother, who Va, waiting inside:
"Ths = h'' mat, Charles. . ~ d1.a de..ar Have
some care for the c,rpets." Charley
caught her in his arms, and whisked
her FOUND. She began "a; laugh, but
ehoted'it Of With .igt. She was
her son duplicated in caps and petit.
coats: Nature meant her to be dumppy
ana good.tsmpsred. But her face had
bsen twisted by some bastard > notion u Of
sodlioess into | perpetual pen,tenoe inter q
lid xoefal looki6g:for Of Judgment.
SIC ,ho protested against tie sins ii ot
[thd World BY .*nass.la at~.ng:-the ghost
ST 1 'bag;pipe. Il was ii PLY now.
I"some Of your boon companions, 4 are
here ;. for supper !. usual Ch,4le..'''' =:
[ Knapp: 4, peeped / through tho open
Pelllor, door 4 4 .. couple Of h.lf:asdged
medical med students guiltilY conscious Of
their neekties and best coats. .... ..@. -.
T. :. IAN a right, +bboysl m brlng Tom
end be. With you: in a moment !" He
met Mary q moment afterw.1d, with
Tom astride Of, bis shoulders. "They'll
bore yoa, horribly" an1iously: "But
you'll not mind. There's such lot Of
fellows like that in oollege-stran,g
got 90 no mother here, nor friends, d'ye
see--no place open for them but the
theatres and RUN n;shops. l try to make
it like home here. They're . little
/, heavy, to be sure. But you'll Ike the
boys, even the aashiest and most prig-
g'sh among then" '.,, .,,-.,
"1'll come down and give you some
music, Charley" .,-'..
Gan, right" -.
u, Mn. Knapp cam. into M.ry's room
ana dumped herself With i. wretohed
thud on ! chair.
80 it goes! Billiards, chess, pipes,
night after night. They've not got to
drinking yet, but what is tobacco but a
mean makeshift for liquor :? You'll say,
why don't 1 talk to Charles? ? But
what does Charles care for my opinion :?
He has these men registering with him
for breakfast, dinner, and supper. He's
introduced them to young girls, aod
says he hopes love affairs will come of
it. Love affairs! Yes; and even
with that the halPs not told. Why,
he has brought actors here. They
| wore their street clothes, to be sure,
and did not play any Of their fantastic
tricks before me, I assure you.
But to think it is not fifteen months
since poor Sophy was laid to rest!. Alb,
child, now you see what mans love is
| xorthp ...7r .. g. :,
| Miss Demar nodded, twisting her
| long hair about her head. u ..
ea,sUp from the ear, .Mary-there.
Not that Charles wasn't 4 sincere
mourner At FIRST. But I did hope So.
phys death would have been q call to
his Masters service. I intended him
always for q missionary, you know.
"Yes." %. !; =; r.>; 49,. -:
eyes, Charles has been my cross.
Tho Lord knows wherewith to try u.s.
wipiDy her eyes. Miss Demar turned
| to speak, but changing her, mind, put
on her collar. II - ..... 4.:...z
!n'Not but. that he's good son, Mary;
bui: when Iythink Of him as unressner.
.te. all his Kindness s<l 70 the poor bu'
iilthy - 10 Now, there's; your amt
Johns. She. gave up her son to carry
the banner of tho Cross to Africa. But
when Charles wanted to l.ave me, il
vas: to 20 gaping about At hills and suu.
sets and Papistical pictures" !;
It vas at this moment that Miss De.
mar, who had been standing motionless
for few seconds, turned oD her with .
startled tace.; :. Z :..,,-;,,,., &. ..... . !
"What is it that is in this house p
she said.; :. .,..~.: >. :. :
"You saw it" Mrs. Knapp started
up, looking from side to side. "1'm
.surel don't know what you mean,'' :
petulantly. "There's;a story that. !
child was killed here, or bride-somt
ridiculous report that has hung about
the house for years. You've heard tht
story and f.noied yyou saw something ;
"No, T never heatd Il; and I reall,
saw nothing: Z - ~
Miss Demar, ashamed Of havisg BE-
tr,yed herself, tried to 60 on. with he'
dressing, bpt her fingers shook and tht