Iron County register., 1890-01-30

on Fifth avenue He did this because he
had a return of the old stitied feeling that
he used to feel as boy in the mountains.
He wanted more room and air.
What he would have done in those days
of despair without little Alice it would be
hard to say. At times, when the hungry
longing to see his wife again came over him,
1t was only the sight of the wee blossom
face that kept him from self-destruction.
In the course of time his pam grew less,
Rnd gradually the wound was at last not
healed but SCARED over.
But in place of the bright-faced, confident,
innocent, frank, clear-eyed youth, who, in
his joyousness, might have stood for a
statue of hope itself, was pale, stern man,
whose every word was decisive and whose
every action had force and strength. At
home, on the street, he was quiet, reticent,
seeking no friendships, needing no man.
Only in the courtroom did the life within
him glow and leap and flash and burn,
arousing, astonishing and warning his
hearers Right and wrong right and
wrong, That was his battle-cry, as his
bugle-notes denounced the wrong and
thundered for the right 1t seemed as if
the one great evil he had suffered himself
had eaten into his very soul, and that
naught could help him but righting all
wrongs for all men.
One evening, several years after Roses
desertion of him, when he was sitting one
aight in the library of his beautiful home,
little Alice surprised him by saying:
"Papa, hasn't 1 dot any mama."
'.No, dear" jacob answered, gently; "she
is dead. told you once before"
sPoor mama.'' said the child, kissing a
pretty French doll she held in her arms 81
wouldn't like to be beaded and away from
my little durl'
':Papa, hasn't dot any drandpa or drand-
ma, eIver:'
.Ees, DEAR answered Jacob, patiently;
''but they live far away from here, away up
in the mountains; don't you remembers'
oh yes; l members. But I'd member
'em better, papa, If 1 seed dem sometimes.
Why don't dey tum and see US, papa!''
WHY. Oh, l don't know, dear, except,
perhaps, that never asked them"
"Oh, you funny papa! When drow big
I'll ask 700 to tum and see me, and I'll div
90 ice-tream and lots of tandy! Yes, |
will. Why don't 100 ask dem, papa? I'd
like to see my draudpa and drandma."
Would you, my pet?" said Jacob, stroll-
ing her golden hair so like her mothers.
sWell, you shall! FL write tonight and
ask them if you like, and then they'll come
very sOOn."
"Oh, goody, goody," said the mite,
up uOHl III SiSC. iuob =
and tell Therese! Thercse! Therese! My
drandpa and drandma's Il tuminl"
''Taisez, taisez, Mignon," said q sweet
faced French governess, coming into the
room. ''Vous faites trOp de bruit pour votre,
papa"
..Mais non, Therese," cried the baby
voice, finishing up in emphatic American
English; Il Doesn't Does l, papa:"
''Well, little, my DEAR" answered
Jacob, smiling. Run along to bed now,
there's good girl; so that papa can write
the letter, you know"
"An yighti Goodnight, my very own
papa. 90 div 'em my love, and ask em to
tum kicllr' And the little fairy danced off
after little Alice left him. He sat by the
grate-tire, dreamin g-looking into the Goals,
and thinking of the past.
Little Alice is rightr' he said to him
self, at length, land l have been a selfish
brute not to have thought of them before.
Poor father and mother! They must indeed
have thou ght me heartless. And so AMI
have no love left to give any one! Oh!
Rose, Rose! Obi my wife! How could
you!"
Again the old pain-again the old ache.
at is hard to bury what is yet alive"
thought Jacob, whimslcally.
He went to his desk, sat down and wrote
to Uncle Aaron. Then, putting on his hat
and overcOat, went out and dropped the
letter into the nearest mail-boX himself.
Ten days later the door-beu of No. -
Fifth avenue was rung. and when the
darl1ey butler opened the door he snlcl1-
cred; for there, standing before HIM, were
Uncle Aaron and Aunt Kate, in all the
glory of their best clothes, looking like
caricatures of themselves and burlesques
of recent fashion plates.
Bees Mr.. Jacob Lane at home?" said
Uncle Aaron, smiling, while he wiped the
perspiration off his forehead with big
pictured handkerchief.
mo, sah," grinEed Sam; "he done gone
down to de boat 20 meet his farder an mud
der, sah."
s.Well, now, Aaron, 1 told you that Jacob
would meet us, only yer wouldn't wait, but
had TO walk me away up here, and I'm all
tuckered OUT" whined Aunt Kate.
.'We'll come in, young man, and rest,
reckon,'' said Uncle Aaron. 'You see the
city streets are hard On the feet when you
hain't used to 'em, and my wife's clean
tired"
Certainly, sah," said Sam, with the col
ored mans ready politeness; ''walk right
dis way" But to himself he was thinking:
Fore de Lord! am desc yere his follsa Hill
Wonder what little Miss Alice will say!'
He ushered them into the reception-roomo on
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