Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1888-02-10

graved arounu ITS eTfS5, G-.TsTuIIy poised,
with handspring pointer, like a hand On
dial-plate
What have you got, john asked his
wife
Only toy, a plaything, deary, See it
/ spin!' and he gave the disk whirl
But what is il for!'
-oh, nothing in particular / thought we
could amuSe ourselves in turning for the
largest throws
is that all! It is 8 heavy thing, and must
have cost good lot OF money!
Not much Now see. You know have
tried to show you how chance rules the
world and if YOU once get the chances in
your favor, all is right Now suppose we
take this wheel, and on the number 1900 we
paste Michigan Central Western over
LOCO, Vermont and Massachusetts, over 500,
Cary Improvement over 100, and 50 on.
Now, after certain number Of revolutions
by Keeping account, We get the chance of each
stock 10 come up"
Il don't understand
/ i don't suppose you do; YOU don't give
your mind TO it, as I do
But You know you had the same notion
once about cards, and pasted the names Of
the stocks on the court cards; and then Won
shuttied and cut and dealt and turned IN,
night after night"
Little doxy! small piece of propertyl
you'd best attend TO that baby, and other
matters that you know something about
The little doSy' felt strongly inclined to
cry, but she kept back the sobs and said,
You know, John, how suIlen and almost
hateful you were before, when you were be-
witched after those mean stocks. | didn't
I rbipl
they are too big for you. Let the rich fools
gamble, if they want TO; if they lose, they
can afford it, and nobody cares but 70 laugh
at them. Oh, John, you promised me YOU
I wouldn't gamble any more
We'll, l don't gamble. l haven't been to a
faro bank for year. l stay away lust to
please you, although l know all the chances.
and could break the bank as easy as rolling
off log"
You don't gamble, you say, but you are
uneasy till you put all your money at risk
on those paper things. don't see the differ
ence."
You needn't see the difference; nobody
asked you to see the difference. Gamble. In
deed! there isn't man on the street that
doesn't keep an eye on the paper things, as
you call them
| you see what told YOU. You are cross
] I Ou lIhs any lulilS bSltSr IA SOD than YOUR
poor another, neglected wife
| The sobS now thiCkened into a cry. and
with streaming eyes, she picked up the punv
child and declared she was was going 70 bed
To this proposal the moody man ernphati-
cally assented. But as Mrs. Trainor passed
near her husband, the child reached out its
slender arms and caught hold of him by his
cravat, screaming, Papa! papa! l stay,
papa!"
Let go!' roughly exclaimed the amiable
/ father. But she held the tighter, and shouted
Papa! my papa"
| What sudden freak overcame his anger
probably not even Trainor himself could tell
/ But, turning toward his wife, who was sup
/ porting the child, whose little fingers still
! held hum fast, mis- face cleared instantly. and
with sudden movement. he drew the sur
prised and delighted woman down upon his
knee, and loaded her with every form Of
childish endearment. Her tears and sorrows
vanished together, like the dew.
Little duck" said he, If were alone. [
shouldn't care for any more money l know
l can always take care of myself But for
your sake l want TO be independent-rich if
you please. want to be free. | want to
meet that willy, smooth, plausible, respecta-
BILE william face to face, and with as much
money as he"
| His eyes danced with furious light and
motion, and the fringy moustache trembled
over his thin and sensitive mouth But in a
moment he repented the outbreak: for his
wife's face blanched then, and the tears
leaped from her eyes
| "Oh, John, she exclaimed, what is this
awful secret: l know that something is kill
ing you. You mutter i'll sleep; you are sullen
| at times; and then you break out in this
| dreadful way"
| Trainor meditated. Il can't tell her: 'twould
kill her, and not do any good either No,
one good streak of luck will set me up where
l can defy him I'll grin and bear it"
What is it, John: Tell your poor little
wife"
"Oh, nothing, my dear. l do some bust
ness for Norcross, who is apt to be donineer-
ing-that's all. To-day he provoked me. and
when l am mad it does ME good to swear; it's
as natural lightning out of black
| cloud"
| at may do you good to swear, John; but it
makes the cola chils run over me. Why do
you have anything TO do with anybody that
treats you 500 You are so changed from
what you were Oh, John, something is
wrong, know. Your face looks sharp and
inquiring. You are thin and uneasy. There's
wrinkle in your cheek, that used to be as
smooth as girls"
She patted his face softly, as it rested on
her shoulder; but he made no reply save by
an absent, half audible whistle
you don't answer me, John, dear"
| "fve nothing especial to say, doxy-only
that will wind up with Nocross as soon as
we finish the business in hand"
"The business in hand! Has he anything
to do with Holmes, Ma ior & Case9n
! Trainor was not skilful under cross-exami-
nation. So he simply answered "No," and
then stopping her mouth with kisses, prom
ised to explain the matter another day.
swell, John, l am tired; l think I'll take
baby and go to bed Don't sit up and get
blue over your troublesl"
As she left the room, Trainor drew long
breath. What an accent of despair was borne
on that sigh His busy brain was active in
laying plans which his vacilating will could
never execute without help. Often before, he
had determined to confront Norcross and
defy him; but as often he had quailed before
that self-possessed and imperious man. What
hope was there, then, for this timid, crouch
ing man, as long as the hand of his naughty
| master was outstretched in commando
None!