Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-09-17

s'W ell, that QOSS uTSl-ThOC AOA bNO OA= phans. And hope you've put it out safe" "I-loaned little of mine," said Phoebe, hesitating "The rest l keep by mei to be always ready"
 'sMercy! you oughtn't to keep such big sum Tn the house. You bear the spoons m mind, 1" urged the masters wife, laughing: ''You ain't going to keep old mald's han with Thorney for ever" : 'tI hope l am. It would be almost too much to have a snug log-pile like this, and be sheltered up among trees, and never tormented by anybody. Thorney IS good boy, and have only him. It would be nice," said Phoebe, locking her fingers, "n l could be proud of him; if he were bright and handsome, like such young men as MT. Gurley, and could direct and advise me ln- stead of my having to direct and advise him. But he can't help it, you know, and must just cover up his weakness as well as can and take him for his good qualities"
 'sYou dear childr' said the masters wife
 "He's my brother" explained Phoebe, sincerely. "And even if he appeared dis gusting to other people, 1t would be base for me to own to myself that found him so. Other people do not know the best of him."
 ''Does he favor the fathers or mothers sidel" inquired the masters wife. .-r
 ''I don't know" said Phoebe.
 But your kinfolks could tell"
 ''I don't know any of them," responded Phoebe, briefly, and great stamping out side the door broke through this conversa- tion.
 The master entered with a second and smaller self at his heels, excepting that he was gray and stout and his son was light locked and chubby. He wore a blue army overcoat, and the boy one of similar cut and color.
 "Wen, here you are, Ogre" said Mrs. Barker.
 'The Ogre's late tonight" he responded, in a great bass. ''He had five stupid fools to eat up. And here's Miss Phoebe." He advanced his square paw and shook her | hand.
 Are you going to eat me for another | fool, Mr. Barl1erl'
 | 'I hope not. But we'll see how you have your German. Orcutt Barker, take of yonr | hat, sir, when you come under a roof, and speak to Miss Phoebe" "I was waiting till you gave me chance, | sir," responded Orcutt, boldly, with the ap- pearance of enjoying skirmishes with his burry father
 ''Mind your tongue, sir, mind your tongue" growled the master, rolling his sons head between his palms. Neither of them could resist a tOusling romp, which lasted until the elder felt sufficiently re- | faxed from his days toll, when he at once | resumed his mastiff-like demeanor, and | Orcutt gravely shook hands with Phoebe and l hung up their wraps.
 s'Well, Miss Phoebe," said the master, planting his feet on the hearth and gather | ing his coat-tails under his arms, ''what is | the height of a tree on the opposite side of the river, which forms one side of a tri- angle, the hypotenuse being"
 "Please, no, Mir. Barker. Try me with | the German"
 "What's the hypotenuse, pa!" inquired | Orcutt, immediately bringing slate and pencil.
 "There is nothing in the world," said the master, ''so beneficial and strengthening to | the mind as that same science of mathe- | matics.''
 | "What's the hypotenuse, pa9' repeated Orcutt, ,importunately,t ,twitching his fathers | trousers
 The master turned and drew a long | switch off the mantel, where, from imber and jucy shoot It had dried in disuse to brittleness, and suggestively measured the | distance between his outstretched hand and his son's fat legs.
 'That's the hypotenuse," threatened the master. The son set down giggling to solve other imaginary problems
 Supper was coming upon the table.
 Mr. Barler's basso seemed to reverberate among the dark jofsts.
 ''Now, Miss Phoebe, let us have that verb I De1OEC we DluAb OuI "AOA1 | eating"
 Phoebe therefore plunged into German conjunction and afterwards produced her exercise from her pocket; he examined it frowning
 "What's thisi This is too ambitious A good student keeps his eye on the structure of the language; he doesn't run after senti- ment."
 ''It's the last part of Schiller's Diver, | nd ia oh h hndu hIlf me-" said Phoebe. II did enjoy it. The sense of much of it came to me without the dictionary"
 "Yes, don't doubt iti' commented the master, dissentingly snorting. Let me hear you pronounce now"
 Ut bears one along" pleaded Phoebe, "even the foolhardiness which took him under the water a second time after he had brought up the cup in safety once."
 The master listened to her reading, giving vent to gutteral corrections, while she took her momentary stand in his book alcove The sash there was not so deeply imbedded in logs as were the other windows, and such late light as still struggled across the clear ing illuminated her and her German text.
 Mrs. Barker drew back her own chair from the table and announced with housewifely formality that supper was ready. Orcutt having suspended his ciphering to hear Phoebe's exercise, now briskly laid aside his slate; and the master was willing tC postpone further drill until he had filled the plates on the table.
 "Come, Miss Phoebe," said he. "Some day, with constant practice and the chance of conversing with intelligent Germans you may get fair grip of the language"
 "What's the matter, child" exclaimed Mrs. Barker. "What do you see out there2'
 "Oh, nothing, nothing" replied Phoebe coming swiftly away from the window .ztt&gz5&AEEh& T x