Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1880-07-10

here and there, when was carrying in
the plates and setting on the fruits and
nuts and wine-but it's to 60 right
through old Miles Grey's cranberry
swamp. the new railway is! And the
chairman of the committee is gOin' to
offer Miss Judith five thousand dollars
in good, clean, hard money for her share
i'm itp'
Doctor Dedling stared.
"Five-th0usand -dOllarsp' he repeat
ed, slowly.
Could it really be fact? If so-and
there seemed very little reason for doubt
ing it-what a fatal mistake he had
made in rejecting bride who could
bring the rich portion of a cranberry
swamp" as her wedding dover. If he
had known this half an hOur-One little
half-hOur ago!
Don't fret about him, Judith, dear;
he isn't worth itr' urged honest Marina
duke Redfield who had stopped on his
way to the pOstoffice to bring a message
from his mother. He was a pretentiOus
sort of fellow, all for outward show,
with heart like stone, and a nature
as shallow as9 Deacon DOler's BROOKE
Judith looked up at the clumsey, good
hearted, hard handed farmer, and won
dered that she had never before noticed
what true face and what clear, frank
eyes he had.
Forget him, Judith, pleaded Redfield;
and she began seriously to think that
she would at least make the trial.
"COme over to our house, and stay with
mother. It's too bleak and lonesome for
you here-fOr the present, at least.
Spring will be here time enough for you
to come back to the cranberry swamp"
Judith Grey looked around at the sOli-
tary room, and thought of Mr.. Redfeld's
big, cosy kitchen, with its bright-color-
ed rag carpet, its windows lined with
blooming geraniums, and its shrill-
voiced canary bird hang over the work
| table.
"Do you think" she hesitated, "that
your mother would be willing to be
troubled with such guest as me?'
| Duke Redfield's face grew radiant.
"Only try her." said he. Dear Judith
you'd be as welcome as flowers in Mayp'
And the next day Mrs. Redfield came
over in the old farm carryall to claim
her guest, and the Swamp house was
left to its own dreary desOlatiOn and the
driving SHOWS of January.
Scarcely three weeks had elapsed
when young DIR. Dedling came. to the
Redfield farm in his new gig, with the
old roam horse, that really made quite a
good appearance when you didn't hurry
him and the road was tolerably good,
and he was free from visitation COM
monty known as the "heaves."
"There amt nobody sick here" said
Julius, the hired man, who was splitting
wood at the side of the house, as he eyed
tho doctor rafhQr cncniaiOnClv
mo; / know it," said DR.. Dedling; "but
l have called to see Miss Grey"
Miss Grey amt no nOways ailing as
I know Of" persisted Julius, feeling the
edge of his ak, and still staring at the
medical representative of Glassyille.
Il have called" said DR.. Dedling with
dignity, ''as friend"
'Ohp' said julius.
"Will you be so kind as to let me in ~
persisted the dOrtOr.
"'Tain't no use," said julius, rolling
a prOdigiOds pine knot down from the
pile, and prepared himself for stipend
aus effort; there amt nobody to home
Nobody at homer" echoed the doctor
They've all gone to church" explained
julius.
ITO church man? Why it's Tuesday"
"WhO said it wa'nt?" retOrted Julius.
"They amt gone to hear service-they is
gone to be marriedp'
who" demanded DR.. Dedling.
sour Marmaduke and Miss Judith
And down came the ak upon the end
of the pine-knOt, with crash that made
the man of medicine start back. j
The new railway was duly CONSTRUCT
ed, directly across the DOGGY depth OF
old Miles Grey's cranberry swamp, and
the 5000 was placed to Mrs. Marmat
duke Redfield's account in the nearest
national bank; and Mrs. Pytchley thinks
gold eagles instead of the cranberry
swamp-but young DIR. Dedling thinks
his mistake was greater still.