The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1874-04-23

Meadows was almost tho laughilg.stool
of Comb bo Diugle on .eeouut Of hsr rs,
gard for Tom North, If tbe lad no
been, 50 pretty, and 10 very w,.e too 90
npon every thing sxo,pt tho ohsrsote
of Farmer North'a prodigy son, sh'
would indeed have besn rldiouled b,
the whole village !; but instead si ID.
she was pitisd, while Tom vas hates
BY every man and woman 10 tho place
1t was only poor Tit.nis who did no,
see Bottoms ugly snout and ears.
On tho pleasant summer afternoon
which opens our story, Squire West'
bury was ambling down tho village o.
bis sturdy cob, when he saw Farms,
North leaving Luke Meadows cottage
The farmer was evidently in : passion
he banged the cottage door behind hin
swung back tho garden s,t., and stalk
% out into the road . q ohnohing b hi. J.; 6si 1,
and betr.ying other ,iighhs h.. OF strong Y
emotion.
"Hil farmer r. called the squire
''Mr: North, word with you,",
But Mr. North took no notice Of The
squire, who sat looking ,fter :he st.l.
R.rt figure Of the radical n it disrp-
psarsd behind . o1unp Of foliage Il Il I itbai' IL
bend of tho road. Then he .lighted,
tisd his horse u the gardsn .iaiiIings,
md t'pped Il IL. oott.lgis; ;daosoff ( viii viii
his heavy whip. =
Kute Meadows opened tie door, and i
wiped her eyes; " -. .s'
'"whst i. the matter, Miss Mead:
pxs ?"' - 80 's.S; i l.
The squire always addressed bs.
With marked respeot. - T., - =;
"0h, Mr. ,Westbury, pray do not
ask," i" said Kate, snoothin ng her apron,
and looking on the ground.
"But I must ask," siid the squire,
II must ask"
awe are to 1esve the COTTAGE" s.id
Kate. ::
t'Lesve the cottage! Wby?"
"Mr. North has discharged father,
says we are bad lot, ana hs viii hs5e
uo more to do With d, ,"said Kate, hel
eyes flashing angrily.
"What does hs mean by that7 W.
viii see. Don't be ahnrnnesd, Mis-
Meadows, don't be alarmed !; have nrc nc
tear for your father or the cottage
II would rather there should Be ne
disturbance about It, Mr: Wsstbury
and I lin sure that il, my fatherl
wish We can 60 sway-it is not much
We get from Mr. North j.; and, besides
he has turned his son out:of; doom
on, Sir, if you could prey,il upol
him to forgive the boy and t.ke hin
back r. Il -.>., o. =
! "That hurts YOU more than lsayinl
the cottage, eh p said The squire, II ,
! tone of regret. q - '-'
Kate held her head down ant
blushed.
"There, don't be downhearted. Yot
and your father shall. be taken care OF
And as for Tom; why, 4'H go and SCI
what his tgrant Of q father has got K
tay about him.
As the squire WAS riding along ~tb.
road toward Peter Ne.th'a house b,
encountered the farmer himself, vi,
had just turned round With the ipten
tion Of saying something if possible
more bitter to Kate Meadows than any
thing he had previously uttered.
"Well, North," said the squire, 81
Am sorry to hear that you are going t
| turn out the Mesdowses. Surely yor
couldn't have better tenants ; ani
Kate"
'1'm not going to change my dsois'
ion for any one !; aud what baaines'
have you With my .fairsl !"
To do him Justice, Peter North nv
pr concealed bis dislike tor: terrltoria
msgnates, and now he strongly resent,
pd, the squire's interference With: bi.
own course Of action,
"1t's the old stoty,". mid tho farme.
ryou want to tyr.nnixe over. .evet,
body; tho lord Of. tho mahor /, sup
pose must, to do. justice, to hi. posi-
tion." .
The farmer, like. every, other ma,
With . rresistless: will of: his. own, con
tended that any ono who, opposed hin
wns arbitrary and :diet.torial. .
"Thiuss have come to 4 pretty pass, )
said tho farmer, a~hen, = man can't d
rs he likes with his own property. II
not be dictated to b. any ono. Th'
| Meadowsea are. = cunning, desigpio,
lot, and out they must co..
i ~ don't want to influence you, m,
friend" replied the sqa,re. "That, !,
not . question of politics ), if it we're. =.
shouldn's attempt to speak: to you;
Is sreally matter. of humanity. and ::
make bold to iotereede with you ,fo
poor Luke Meadows and his dausht
er."
"There isn't the slightest use in yos
talkliing;, out 7theyMgo, and that befer
the week is over. I've turned my +sol
out, and I'll settle this. business in m
own way. I've. paid illegal, import
and church. rates"
| Peter Nerth couldn't forget, even ii
his s.agee, that he Was . politieiaa's:a
M've paid tithss} and ,shuseh.lats
! for thirty years., against protsst certain
! y,bat still I've paid them,; ssd r..
| not going to bs spoken 10 nov a. If