The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1884-06-27

first money | can earn.
''Oh, dear, how miserable it is to be
poor!' sighed Nellie. II think + just
keep it, for mamma must have her por-
ridge, and they can buy dozen If they
wish.
But the result of the matter was that
after dinner she attired herself in
brown cashmere dress, whose color well
suited eyes of hazel and golden hair,
and started with the saucepan to their
neighbour tent.
The doors were tied back, and seated
within on camp chair, she saw a
feeble old man.
"Come in, he called, in a sharp
voice, as she hesitated at the door.
"Help yourself to chair. child. l
am in no fix to play the gallant, as you
can see.
Il trust you find that Colorado air is
beneficial to you, sir" Nellie tentured
to remark, after being seated.
''Not q bit of it, he answered, testi-
ly. 'SThose pesky mountains came
near being the death of me. The alti-
tude was too great. J"
ut seems so pleasant here that we
hope our invalid mother will grow
strong rapidly"
pheasant enough, if camping out
wasn't the prescribed thing, but this do
inc without home-comforts for the sake
of health seems rather inconsistent to
me-"
1--WE have quite comfortable camp
ing outfit" said Nellie, with modest
pride. sour list includes a coffee sack
ing carpet, folding rocking-chair, a
lookingglass ="
"And saucepan" he interrupted,
grimly.
mo, SIR" she answered, earnestly,
1.-THE saucepan is not ours. We found
it in the Garden of the Gods, short
time before we reached here, and !
brought it over thinking it might be the
one you lost.n
'Humphp' after brief examination,
sit is the very same. know it by this
cross mark. | suppose I ought to be
| greatly obliged for its return, for one
doesn't often get back what is lost on
the highway"
ave would like to have you call to
see u.s. saidssNellie, rising; 81 believe
we are your nearest neighbors.n
Didn't suppose I'd have any neigh
bors, he answered. with evident irri-
tation; ''was told there would be no one
near"
"With a stiff "Good afternoon!' Mel
lie made her exit
'.Disagreeable old mani" she said, on
reaching home. s'He did not thank me
at all, mamma, and implied that he re-
GREETED having neighbors when I asked
him to call. 7"
He must be great sufferer to be so
ill-natured," commented her mother.
Mother, I'll take you on iaunt
through the Ute Pass to-day" said six
teen-year-old Harry, few days later,
81 for as I've found a job at last, the
horse and / will have to leave you soon.
Frank Castleman says he will take
charge of the tent
"Why should we place ourselves I'M
der obligation to Mr.. Frank Castle
man!' asked Nellie, coldly. "The tent
can take care of itself =
Since the unfortunate visit in regard
to the saucepan, she had passed the
Castleman's tent day after day, unheed-
ing, on her way to the Iron Spring.
That very afternoon, for the first
time, Frank Castleman had seemed
quite oblivious to her presence as well,
as he stood in the spring pagoda chat
ting gaily with bevy Of Hastily dressed
girls from one of the village hotels.
And Nellie felt an access of bitter
ness in her heart at the thought that one
day this gay, laughing young man, who
only appreciated wealth and style,
would be master of the dear home she
had lost.
"You avoid us, Miss Loomis,'' said
Frank on the very next morning, as the
two CHANGED to meet at Ruxton Creek.
You never give us nod and a smile
as you pass. Has anything my uncle
may have said in regard to that wretch
ed little saucepan aught to do with the
matterpn
"By no means" was the frigid re-
ply. "That was too slight an affair to
be worthy of remembrance.
"Please explain, then,' an honest
: trouble in his dark eyes. Have done
aGything to offendP''
mo. it is nothing. Why vex your
self about a ,trife? You have many
friends in the village, doubtless. who
are congenial, and who enjoy your com
partnership"
"As you do not, I am led to infer, .
he replied, bitterly. as he left. z
4 intend 10 enjoy myself" thought
Nellie, defiantly, 9 few nights later,
Notwithstanding the proximity Of
those two gentlemen
s'Mamma, it is lovely out here in the
moonlight Old Cog and Magog are
staring down stonily at me, and the
pine trees on the slope look like darker
ghosts. What shall | sing for youPH
tuning her guitar. /" Oft in the Stilly
Night would be appropriate
Twas very sweet, tender voice that
: lifted forth the old song. Then fol
lowed: "The Last Link is Broken, =
"Why do I Love Thee,' and Others.
until the night was filled with music,
sob, Nellie, said her mother, as she
entered the tent, Il forgot to tell YOU
that Mr.. Castleman, ST., called this
afternoon while you were at the spring.
He made quite visit, admired oul
VI Shb POlCui tbuu doh0u u0 w Cal
when he left"
Perhaps he is sorry he spoke so un-
kindly when / was there said Nellie.
with sudden sense of compassion fol-
the sick, lonely man.
But soon all thoughts of Mr. Castle
man, ST.. and his tantalizing nephew
were merged into that beautiful sleer
which comes only to the just, and tc
campers in Colorado
Miss Loomis! Miss Loomisr' she
heard an anxious voice call through the
mist of her dreams, and she gave 8
startled answer.
MY uncle is very i'll" the voice con.
tinued. evil it be possible for yor
to come and stay with him while | &c
for the doctorP Our man has gone Il
Denver for the horses. =
Il win come immediately. Go right
on to Manitou.
mamma, ring this bell if you need
me- she said on starting.