Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1886-04-15

looked at her guest her face showed |,
grave sympathy. Yet she knew that
She could not have done him greater
service His lips We're firmly pressed
together while he read and re-read the
letter. Lifting his eyes from the letter
| at last, he said:
s.By heavens! How can you make
gold out of lead? How can you make
new man out of an old one? Well. Miss
Lurida, at least you know that am no
butter-maker. lay claims to gentility
may remain and chat with you9''
The evening passed pleasantly, and
when he finally rose to 60, he said,
gratefully:
''How shall I ever repay you?'
''Repay me for cutting your heart to
the core with rough words? But if you
are grateful. don't let me see that you
feel the obligation, for that would mar
my pleasure"
This is great service for you to I'M
dertake for-your butter-maker," he
said, with a tinge of bitterness.
Il am too democratic to think of that
now, even if l did at first" she replied,
smiling little at his sense of abase-
| ment. Good evening, and remember
you are to call often. If I can be help
to you, L will. -
Good evening''-and he was gone.
| Their friendship took rapid strides af
ter this-it being no longer necessary
for them to contine their conversations
to those held over the counter. There
came a day, at last, when the postman
brought, instead of another "available, !"
an imposing document in legal envel-
ope, which the expectant author tore
open with eager curiosity.
MIR. XAVIER STANDARDIZATION Sir: eve
| shall be pleased to accept the MS. you have
for the same, which, though hardly ade-
| Quate, is all that we feel we can afford to an
| author who is yet unknown to fame. Hop
| ing to hear from you from time to time, we
| "EDIroRs PoPPER's MAGAZINE"
| To Xavier Schnuriger.
He thrust on his hat, and rushed
across the street to tell Miss James the
news Lurida's face beamed with glad
satisfaction as he entered, and before
he had time to speak, she had taken his
hand cordially, and said:
II know about it, for I, too, have
had letter. It makes me very
happy, for | know the day will come
when l shall be proud to say that |
had the honor to help you become fam
GUS" He almost loved her as she
stood before him, making her sympa-
thetic speech. She no longer seemed
old or ineligible-she was to him then
cultivated woman, who would make
as she had made-a help-meet.
90, Miss Lurida, | can never thank
you-'' he began, drawing her a little
closer to him.
''Shr' she answered, smiling at his
excess of emotion. There is no need
to speak of any return. Besides, my
friend, [ am old enough to be your
grandmother"
Not quite he laughed, somewhat
disconnected by the shrewd way in which
she had anticipated what would have
been an awkward scene. '.Not quite.
Miss Lurida; any man might be proud
to ask you to be his help-meet
'.Shr' she entreated. II am quite
enough your senior to be permitted to
make of you a protege without any i'm
propriety. We will be friends, com
rades, instead"
Comrades he repeated, still hold
ing her hand. THAT sounds very sweet
to a lonely man. ''Well, good mig hit,
and God bless you, comrade' '-givine
her hand another hearty grasp, and
taking his leave.
Yes" he said as he went across the
street, ''she is the best little woman on
earth; and if she were only ten or fifteen
years Younger
And Mrs. Stillwell said to her pug
.sHumph! do b'leve she's given him
the mitten. Served him rightr'
ellie Tracy Y. SweH, IN Overland
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