The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1876-06-15
CHAPTER TT.


month-never once went near the place.
Ii Jennie wanted him, she might send
for him, or get her sister to invite him
to tea, as she had done before. But
John Weare was not sant for, neither
was he invited to tea, and his spirits
waxed low.
eff she'd cared a dnmp about me,
she'd have got in my way somewhow
before tlns-trust a woman" he then
thought.
The idea of not being cared for, even
to the extent Of dump, was not cheer
full. That night he strolled carelessly
hy the shop, but on tho opposite side of
the way. Nothing was to be seen of
Jennie. lie walked on in a brown study,
and went deliberately by the shop. with
only one eye turned in its direction, but
not sign of Jennie lie went on to
the barrack in a detected state of mind.
cts an awful pity-such nice girl
and the cottage all ready for her to step
into, good trade at my back it's too
bad, and all along of that Capt. McGee,
too. And the fruit in the cottage gar
den all ripe, but no one to pick it..
The very next morning John Weare
walked deliberately into the shop and
asked for penny newspaper, and had
the felicity Of being served by Mrs. Ev-
ans.
''Quite a stranger, Mr.. Weare," she
said, but that was the only remark she
made, and for the life of him he could
not screw up his courage to ask fol her
sister.
That night John Weare was miserable.
She can't care a rush for me-" he
thought, and marched all over the town
and nearly to Greenwich and back, in
his excitement
The next day was a lncky day for
John. He came across Bibbs. Bibbs
was Mrs. Evans eldest boy. No one
knew what his real name was, OF why he
was called Bibbs but he never was
called anything else.
"Bibbs," said John Weare, "come
and have some fruit" and he carried
him off in triumph to the cottage, and
stuffed him with gooseberries till he
couldn't move, and with black currents
till his mouth was as black as q crow
Then he carried him inside, and stood
III, 4I>o E,iN1 l.
him.
"How old are You, Bibbs 2"
He thought it better to begin the con-
versation with question.
GIVE and a half Is that your sword
in there ?''
eyes. Who gave you those bronze
shoes, Bibbs?"
Now he knew that Jennie had given
them to him, but he so wanted to hear
her name.
''Auntie. She's going away soon, he
added. ''Let me look at your sword"
''Where is she going to ?" he asked
in CONSERVATION.
''Devonshire. Do let me try on your
sword -
"Why is she going2" he asked, with
q sick feeling at his heart.
''She's i'll, think and she's always
crying now; one day she was crying
over the silver thing you gave her, and
kissing it like anything"
The ''silver thing" was little heart
about the size of shilling, which he
had bought at Charlton Fair last Octo-
Der, and timidiy requested her to ac-
cept it.
John Weare jumped up and showed
Bibbs his sword, and carried him on his
back all over the place and entreated
him to have more black currauts, in his
delight. But Bibbs declined.
''Aunt Jennie's going to bring me
some from Ethan tonight.
So Jennie was going to Ethan, was
she ! John Weare took Bibbs home,
and on his way presented him with
white WOODEN lamb that moved on wheels
and squeaked, and q monkey that went
up stick on being gently pushed.
''Crying over her silver thing" said
John Weare. ''I'll go and hang about
Eltham road till see her, and beg her
pardon"
And he went, and Jennie met him, and
pouted, and declared she hadn't once
thought of him, and then broke down,
and cried. And John begged her par
don and declared that he had been
heartless brute and then Jennie contra
dicted him, and said it was all her fault,
and told him how Mrs. Dulop, the Col
onels wife, had one day walked in and
told her in the kindest possible manner
that she was spelling her sisters bust
ness, for the ladies who had been inter
ested in her welfare, kept away on ac-
count of Jennie's flirting propensities,
which filed Up the shop with idle officers
who were always in the way and how
she had been so ashamed and wretched,
and SO cut up at the desertion of john
Weare, that she had determined to go
back to Devonshire.
''But you won't now" he said, as
they leaned over the stile leading to the
Ethan fields. Yoall get ready at once
and well be married as soon as possible,
before the fruit in the garden is spoiltl"
1t took long time for him - talk her
into it, (ahout three quarters of an hour
but then she was very happy at heart,