Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1889-01-17
THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE.

aFigbt quarts of huckleberries-there
ropst be eight quarts, at least, 1 shculd
4 tb,rk-at 4 cents quart and maybe
,stnemarket Is scarce; Mrs. Wright got
for hers last week., that will be 81 cents,
oo5 81 reduced prices 30 cents ought
cartain,y 10 buy the bonnet frame, end
I've enough ribbon to trim it quite de-
emily. And-oh, goodness, what a
hunder clap
Jane Dunlap gave such jump that the
asket of huckleberries tipped off the
oossy atone on the edge of the noun
i ain cbfF. where she had set il to rest her
weary arm, aud away went basket, leaf
lining, and purple fruit in one general
avalanche into the revine below. In fact,
she might, in her pauic, almost have fol-
lowed 1t herself, if a strong grasp on her
4 sAonlder had not restrained her.
"Jan1! What pity" cried out Adam
Sseele's voice. Bat why are you crying
Nptflr few huckleberries. surelyf"
T-duu't-knOWm faltered Jane, al
most ready to follow the example of her
fashionable sisterhood in the city and go
a into histories. tits the thunder, think;
d twas 20 sharp and sudden. And look
a how 10 IL raining"
ogoms into Weir's cave" said Steele.
at isn't big place, but the projecting
roof viii be as coed as an umbrella; and
these summer showers seldom last long"
Adam Steele looked at the pretty,
freekled face, with lis iLn9celt blue eyes,
ITS fringe Of red gold hair, and the little
dimrled mouth for all the world like
half-blowu Damssk rose.
Janis" said he, tits a shame that you
should have to work so hard, elm girl
ike YOU when there's a great able bodied
giant ike me ready and willing to do 1T
4 for you. Let me buy the bonnet, jamie,
aDd a gold wedding ring at the same time.
know I'm 10 great shakes, but love
h you, and there's no man alive can take
better care of you than | will"
Adam Steele was naturally bashful
man. He had this declaration on his
mind for long time, bot now it had
seemingly said itself and JAMES soft eyes
had shone assent, and he had both her
little huckIeberry- stained hands in his
"But there's mother" faltered jamie.
81 guess therel be room in the old
house for mother too" said Adam,
GOOD humoredly. Aunt Lois has been
dreadful uneasy to get out to her folks
in Mackiuaw this long time. Mother can
have her room opening out OF the kitch'
en-, and a sons welcome in the bargain"
So the young pair sat and built air
castles in their rocky fastness 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 Lombardy
poplars.
Mother has got company" burst ont
Adam. Il wanted to talk it all over with
her.
81 guess they won't remain long"
soothed jamie. Come in, Adam, yon
must stay to tea"
Within the house an unusual commotion
prevailed. Mrs. Dunlap was ia tears,
with her cap very much on one side the
eamphOr bottle stood on the table, aud
old Miss Betsy Banker was vehemently
tanning her A stiff, straight, white
neck-eICthed little man sat in a chair by
the window, looking over some papers.
Us TINS JouG daughter?" said he, as
Jane came IN. And your son?'
Not yet Adam valianIy answered
0u. ne hopes TO be one of these days. 1
sir"
u am Peter Payn, OF the firm of Payn
d 'esJL of Nassau street, New York"
sufty answered the stranger. "And
nave come TO tell Mrs. Deborah Dunlap
NA., being next of kin, she has succeeded
(" 'he fortune of Joseph Horu Dunlap,
ia.e OF Canton, China, lately deceased OF
cape fever"
somthoE can't believe it's true" said
pOo' Hts. Dunlap, with clutch at the
cam Phor bottle. "A hundred thousand
So.,afs. My poor uncle that 1 never saw.
~, oh. somebody fan mel"
ol' after Mrs Dunlap had slept on the
rev and received the congratulations of
l'' +ef ueighb0Ts, il seemed more real to
e are rich,' she said involuutarily,
"a kh'enng herself up like Victoria on
.N'olg. My Jane must take match
sS''''y OF her station. OF course Adam
u out of the question"
10. sad Jane, ~ love Adam and he
That's all nonsense" said Mrs. DIM
ma I will never marry anybody else
sF.t.sstioss." Screamed the OLD
or mule world OF Weir5 Hollow all
H., Mrs. Dlnlap. An heirezs like
--l2 they, oaght to look higher than
49,. farmer who earned his bread, =
b,- 70 Scripture, by the sweat of his
ts5 htc us Barlow, the city auut who
4 ~. goi0re never taken the trouble to
q en- A' now arrived with her four
a.. atf Insignificant little husband,
age Vagon full Of trunks.
h.sa my Hugo vas old enough for
IA eou-iu,' said she, "but he's only
ought to do we'll. quite ap-
osaf Deborah, of your forbidden 9