Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1889-06-20

The Colonel was a believer in the good old
times, clamored for the retention of stage
coaches and always Travelled in his private
carriage. He took snuff, and treated him
self to pinch now, while slyly observing
the hero and heroine of the adventure jus
related. He had his suspicious, had the
Colonel, that there had been tow-row Of
some kind between the two, and he also no
ticed the blue bow. and the beads, and the
bronze shoes.
The Colonel was q closer observer than
people generally gave him credit for, and
he reeollected that Judith did not generally
wear her bronze shoes to dinner, neither
the blue bow nor the beads. He was also
aware of the fact that Phil Boughton was
an extremely distinguishing youngster,
and that the damsel in the chimney corner
had announced her intention many years
ago of 'marryng her Phil" This was at
the time of the missing tooth, ana radish
dolls, and fishing with crooked pins, etc.
It'gavc the Colonel quite a comfortable
and perfectly natural glow to think that
Boughtons father was wealthy, and their
old place one of the handsomest in Virginia.
Also he recalled with satisfaction the fact
that only two years ago Master Phil him
self had graduated with honors- Mt the
J. Ecole DIES Pont ct Chausses in Paris. A
very good thing it would be, the Colonel
told himsef-and perhaps they would re-
main with him at Carylon for some years
until in fact Here the Colonel, who had
been getting sober and soberer, sighed
rather heavily.
Then Judith looked up for the first time
but not at Boughton.
"Why do you sigh, dad dear3' she said,
quickly.
''Oh, / reckon I'm hungry" said tho
Colonel, with delightful provincialsm; 'Tm
going to hurry lem up"
Exit the Colonel
As he left the room Boughton again res
cued Judiths ball, this time from fat,
black kitten in Toby-collar, and handed it
to her.
''Thank YOU said she again.
Here was an excellent opportunity for
that graceful speech, but somehow he did
not give it voice, He asked her what she
was making She replied that she was
making purse for Dick.
''Oh, yes, Dick said Boughton. "Hes
at the university now, isn't hcl DO you
remember when taught you two to skate,
how you used to go sailing about and come
down bang whang, and never mind it bit,
when lie came a cropper."
t'Dick skates extremely well'' said Miss
Page, with excessive dignity-"far better
than do. She rose after releasing her
foot from the gray web, and began winding
her silk about the long wooden skewer with
which she had been working. II have a
few things TO attend to before dinner. Pray
excuse me-" she said, finally, turning to
him, and then left the room without further
ceremony.
Boughton sank down into the little satin
pulled chair, which was yet warm with en-
bracing her, and began pondering many
things in his heart He was just begin
ming to think that perhaps he had behaved
like beast after all, and owed her an apol-
ogy when a solemn voice at the door said
Dinner am saryed, sab. y
Turning. he saw that this voice proceeded
from person inextricably tangled with his
childhood's experiences. 1t was none other
than Uncle Eden, the major. domo of Cary
lon-an individual as black of hide as he
was white of teeth and soul; for Uncle
Eden had got ligion at the age Of ten.
He was so black as to be the possessor of a
bloom like that on damsop, and had a pale
pink scar down one check, which gave his
skin the appearance of black satin having
ripped over a rose-colored lining.
He hesitated a moment when he saw Phil,
and then burst into n deep chuckle as his
whilom tormentor started forward and took
him by both hands.
"Uncle Eden" said he, "you don't look
day older than you did twelve years ago
"Don' /, Mavse Phil! Bless yo' haatS
'Cep fur yo' wmskcrers ia dun ben know
yuh time l sot eyes on yuh. Lor' it don't
seem day since | was jersin yuh out err
dat ar tub NV soft soap whar yuh wuz a.
fshin' fur Miss Judy's shoe, she don drap
in it. Yuh sut'n'y is looking peart. Hi
dar-dat's de Cunl-good bye till blmc by
The dinner was success. When is din
ner not success with hungry folks There
was a green goose with gooseberry sauce
Bonghton had not tasted a green goose for
twelve years. He thought French dishes
fade and commonplace beside it. And after
dinner he had another glass Of Colonel
Pages own"
The next day there was to be fox hunt.
! They were to start at six o'clock sharp.
the Colonel told them. and Phil was to ride
the ColonePs favoritc, /" Trumpeter,n as
"Hautboy" was lame, and Judith pre-
ferred o great sun-colored brute, rejoicing
in the name Of Eyebrows why, no one
ever knew, as the gallant steed certainly
possessed none. He had a blazed face and
sullen eye, and enough daylight under
him TO have illuminated st. Peters
every coign Of disadvantage But
Boughton found that his rider had q
way Of pulling him along that told some
how, and the great raw beast jumped like a
grasshopper.
IL was o pretty sight as they rode out the
next morning. The sun was Just rising be-