Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1889-01-17
THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE.

"Eight quarts of NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
mus be eight quarts. at least, | should
thInk-at cents quart land mayb 5
if the market Is scarce; Mr.. w" ght got
for hers last week.. that will be 80 cents,
and at reduced prices 30 cents ought
certainly TO buy the bonnet frame, and
I've enough ribbon to trim it quite de-
gently. And-Oh, goodness, what a
hunder clapw
Jane Dunlap gave such jump that the
basket of huckleberries tipped off the
nossy atone on the edge of the noun
.aIn cuff where she had set it TO rest her
weary arm, aud away went basket, leaf
lining, and purple fruit in one general
avalanche into the ravine below. In fact,
she might, in her panic, almost have fol-
lowed IL herself, if a strong grasp on her
shoulder had not restrained her.
Jane! What pity!' cried Out Adam
Steele's voice. But why are you CRY ing !?
Not for a few huckIeberries. sUr-ly?"
I-don't-know!" faltered Jane, al
most ready to follow the exam pie of her
fashionable sisterhoOd in the city and go
into Mysteries. "It's the thunder. think ;
it was so sharp and sudden. And look
how it IL raIningW
l1hO N6lF cave, Sd1Q s6elo.
"It isn't big place, but the projecting
roof will be as good as an umbrella; and
these summer showers seldom last long"
Adam S eele looked at the pretty,
freckled face, with iLn0ceat blue eyes,
It's fringe of red gold hair, and the little
d1meltd mou' n, for all the world like a.
half-blown Damask rose.
"Jauis." said ne, Its shame that Won
l.
like you, when there's great able boole d
giant like me ready and willing to do it
for you. Let me buy the bonnet, jamie,
and gold wedding ring ar the same time.
l know I'm no great shakes, but [ love
you, and there's no man alive can take
better care of you than [ will"
Adam Steele was naturally a bashful
man. He had this declaration on his
mind for a long time, but now it had
seemingly said itself and James soft eyes
had shone assent, and he had both her
lutte huckleberry-stain hands in his.
But there's mOther!" faltered jamie.
81 guess theTe'll be room in the old
farmhouse for mother too" said Adam,
good-humoredly. Aunt Lois has been
dreadful uneasy to get out to her folks
in Mackinaw this long time. Mother can
have her room opening out of he kitch-
en-, and q sons welcome in the bargain. -
So the young pair sat and built air
castles in their rocky fastnoss until the
rain died away into the glittering dew
drops and the sun broke out again, and
they made their way down to the little
brown house under the stiff Lombard
poplars.
"Mother has got company" burst ont
Adam. Il wanted to talk it all over with
her"
II guess they won't rerain long,"
soothed jamie. ''Come in, Adam, you
must stay to tea"
within the house an unusual commotion
prevailed. Mrs. Dunlap was III tears,
with her cap very much on one side; the
oam phor hottie stood on the table, and
old Miss Betsy Banker was vehemently
tanning her. A stiff, straight, white
neck-oiCthed little man sat in a chair by
the window, looking over some papers.
rs this your daughter?" SAID he, as
Jane came in. "Apd' our SOM"
Not yet" Adam vaIiantly answered,
shut he hopes to be one of these days. l
don't know, though, who you may be,
sir
81 am Peter Payn, of the firm of Pdyn
l. JeByll, of Nassau street, New York"
curtly answered tie s'rar ger. "And /
have come to tell Mrs. Deborah DunIa o
that, being next of kin, she has succeeded
TO the FORUM of Joseph Horn Dunlap,
late of Canton, China, lately deceased of
cape fever"
81 somehow can't believe it's true" said
poor Mrs. Dunlap, with a clutch at the
campbor bottle. 'A hundred-thousapd-
dolars! My poor uncle that never saw.
o.! oh! somebody fan mew
But after Mrs. Dunlap had slept on the
news and received the congratulations of
all her neighbors, it seemed more real to
her.
eve are rich,n she said involuntarily,
strengthening herself up like Victoria on
her throne. my Jane must take match
worthy of her station. o. course Adam
Steele is out of the question"
"But," said Jane, Il love Adam and he
loves me-"
"That's all nonsense" said Mrs. Dun
lap.
"Ard I will never marry anybody else"
said Jane.
"F,dlesticksp screamed the old
widow
The little world Of Weirs Hollow all
sided with Mrs. Dunlap. An hejress like
JaDa, SAID tneg, OugnG TO FOo& 4 gner tnan
N re- farmer who earned his bread, =
cording TO Scripture. by this sweat of his
brow.
Mrs. Bacius Barlow, the city auut who
had heretofore never taken the trouble 70
visit them, now arrived with her four
children, her insignificant little husband,
and a baggage wagon full of trunks.
81 wish my Hugo was old enough for
his dear cousin" said she, "but he's only
ID. Jane ought to do well. quite ap-
love, dear Deborah, of your forbidding
that young man the house. II YOU say
So, ri take JSne for season at Tuxedo
Park or Atlantic City. It's necessary to
give her every chance"
Mr.. Yedder, a shrewd OF, merchant,
who had never before discovered his re-
lationship to the Dunlaps, also came
TO offer his services as TO investments,
etc.
"I've always intended to lCok you up
said he. "Mrs. Y, dder will be delig hted
for you to make your winter home with
her in Philadelphia. My son George is
an artist. He would like TO paint James
picture"
All the wealthier neighbors suddenly
discovered how much they had esteem ed