Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1888-04-26
Shake Rag Under the Hill.
A STORY OF EARLY DAYS IN THE LEAD MINES.
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ceeding years, which, though they
might have been very momentous to
the world at large, were not sutfici-
emily so to those whose joys and
griefs we have written about in this
little history to linger on that inter
val; only we might state that in
little walled Mexican town, in the
mountains of silver to the north of
Pachaco, our wanderers settled
themselves among others of their
own people, and had prospered far
better than had been predicted.
Sam Pilchard had become "boss" of
a rich mine, besides having an inter
est in several that made great prom
Use for the future. With the Eng
fish love for the customs of their
own country, they had their own
snug home built after the manner
of those in the land over the sea,
and were it not for the strange veg
citation and flowers with which they
had adorned the surroundings, one
might almost fancy it a part of old
England itself; and yet, the very
attempt TO create a semblance to
their former loved home revealed
the yearning they had for the scenes
of their youth.
Twas a pleasant evening in later
October, though it was generally
pleasant in that equable cline. The
days work is over and we might
surely recognize the two persons
who are stated on the trellised porch,
overhung by fragrant vines, of the
little cottage aforesaid.
The sturdy Sam-you would know
him anywhere-grown more serious
maybe, for he had given up all his
will habits forever, and the other,
the same Ina of the Shake-rag days,
| developed into womanhood, which
meant a fulfillment of all the grace
and beauty which her girlhood had
promised. Sam had evidently pro
pounded a serious question, which
had its tinge Of embarrassment, for
mas face had a flush of confusion,
as woman's face will flush for all
time at the question SO eagerly asked
so many millions of times.
And yet there was something
humorous about the situation after
all--it had been understood between
them so long-that he should ask so
TREMENDOUSLY now. But unless he ask
ed her how was he to find out lolen
it would happen? He had been a
whole month in that unenviable
state Of mind, for nothing is more
disheartening than uncertainty. But
she said hurridly:
81 guess there is no need of an
answer, Sam; of course there is no
, need of it."
"But when shall it be?" persisted
Sam. And now it was over, like a
woman, she could not forbear to
daily little.
"Mrs. Pilchard! Pilchard! think
Of Pilchard, Sam! It's dreadful"
81 don't care whether l have a
name or not, if I only have you, Pet.
Make it anything you want, only say
when it is to be-"
"Of course it will be; but serious
ly, think Of changing Drew for Pill
chard! 1t has bothered me a long
time" The playfulness was all
gone now.
Only mothers name was Samuels,
SO | was called Samuel, and my
fathers name was John, and there's
the "J'', 50 you can take either name
You choose; it's all one to me so
long as | have you"
lie had learned to drop his dialect
by her tuition and his own pains
taking care, though an al" would
drop off now and then and some
times one step in.
So they finally agreed on "Samu-
els" when they should leave Mexico
for England, where Sam proposed
to live in a style betting q lord, as
he was in Q way 70 carry out his in
1 tenuops.
And the "day" was fixed for
! Christmas; SD when that time came,
which is made a holiday al over
| Christendom, it vas dcubly SO to
them.
With q writer's happy prerogauve
. we skip the years again, and this
/ time ii is four The same walled