The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1879-07-18

me the vase--she called Il svarse-'
sGood-aftcrnoon.s
To all Of which Dick replied not q
word, but turned away and sawed like
mad, which so offended Miss Elizabeth
Foster that she never referred TO the
pretty widow again until the afternoon
81 the Sd Of July, when, with gleam
Of mischief in her face, she burst out az
the supper-table: "Oh, Dick, I've .
message for you. ! met Miss Eva as
the little servant-girl calls her. They
say that girl serves Mrs Deming for
love; wish could get people TO serve
me for that please tell the--the shaw
ings man. said Miss Eva, that ! want
ed 10 come again. but mamma won't let
me- And, oh. Dick, il they haven't
put fireworks for sale in the other par
Tor window! Wax flowers and fire.
works! Amt II FUNNY"
But Judging from Dick 3 clouded brow
and closely set lips, Dick thought it any
thing but funny; and Lib, wisely drop
ping the subject, devoted herself TO
mothers soft gingerbread with undi-
vided attention.
And the cloud still fingered on the
young carpenters brow rs he, pail in
hand, Just after supper, bent his steps
toward the old well that stood q few
feet beyond the brick cottage. He had
developed an extraordinary fondness
for the water Of this we'll; ii seemed as
though othing else could quench his
thirst, albeit until . few weeks ago he
had been perfectly satisfied with the
cold -as-ice, clear-as-crystal water drawn
from the well in his mothers garden.
As be drew near the isolated cottage
he saw the fireworks in the window,
and bis heart came upin his throat. $50
poor, 80 proud, SO lovely, he thought.
an buy them Tomorrow" And at
this moment the pretty woman stepped
out on the old-fashioned porch, and
Dick turned and fied.
But few hours after Dick was again
seized with terrible thirst-a thirst
that he was firmly convinced couldonly
be assuaged by draught from the brick
cottage we'll, and again, pail in hand,
he set out, this time to reach the place
Of destination and begin slowly to re-
turn 1t was 10 O'Clock In the cottage
all was silence and darkness Dick
paused as he reached il, and leaned
against the maple in front Of the door
and gazed At the shutterless windows,
where the wax flowers and fireworks
entreated, - Come buy me-" And as he
gazed, smash went pane Of glass, and
blue light shot past and fell with q
prolonged hiss upon the ground Then
in quick succession came another and
another. Then fizz! bang! pop! pop,
izz. bangi and the pyrotechnic arti-
cles were shooting about in every d.
rection, and the white muslin curtains
we're in flames.
In moment the strong young fell
low had burst open the door, thrown
the pail Of water upon the cracking
fire. works, torn down the blazing cur
tains, and stamped out the fire. And
in another moment some one in long
white robe, her golden hair silvered by
the moonlight, came flying out Of the
room just beyond, and flinging her
arms about him, cried: "Ohl dear
brother Robert, you have come back at
last But-but looking about her in
bewildered manner" what has hap
pened?"
"I'm not brother Robert" said Dick \;
but he didn't loosen the clinging arms,
IS IL behooved him TODD, when he made
the declaration. Sim the-the sha-
Wings man, and your window has been
on fire. Fortunately was passing -
But he got no further, for the white
robed figure uttered little shrek, and
fled with precipitancy as old Mrs. Paul
ding entered the room from the other
door, her best bonnet perched on her
head, and her night-csp dangling by its
strings around her neck, silver tea
pot in one hand, and her favorite cat,
grasped by the throat, in the other, on
queer little run, totally unlike her usu-
al digni6ed tread
To her did Dick explain the cause of
the wet carpet and the smoke begrimed
walls, and amid her profuse thanks for
bis timely help, WAS taking his leave,
when Mrs. Deming. lamp in hand, again
made her appearance-fhist time in suit
able evening Dress
!" Oh, aunt, what an escape.- she be-
gan, setting the lamp on the table "and
to think never awoke until the very
last, was 80 tired and Eva has
slept through it AL. We might have
been burned In our beds" And then.
turning to Dick, she said, her sweet
voice trembling in spite Of her great ef-
fort to maintain her composure, /" beg
your pardon for the absurd mistake ]
made; but was 90 bewildered, and
only half awake, and I'd been dreaming
Of my brother, whom you looking
him full in the face resemble very
much" And breaking off suddenly,
her voice trembling still more, Chow
can We ever thank you Mr.. Nv"
Dick Foster the carpenter, said
Dick, with rs much dignity IS though be
had said . doctor - or I" artist
"-Mr. Foster her lips quivering
and her fair cheeks flushing red, and