Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1890-01-22

tleman breathing little hard. In a
corner just where my father told me I
should find it, stood the box upon the
table.
''But could not Immediately pick it
up and depart. The beautiful room in
which I found myself was revelation
to me. Until that moment 1 had not
known that had tastes and sympathies
of a higher order than might have been
expected of the youthful son of a boat
builder. Those artistic furnishings
aroused within love of the beautiful
which did not know possessed. The
carpets, the walls, the pictures, the
hangings in the windows, the furniture,
the ornaments, every thing in fact i'm
pressed me with such delight that
did not wish to move or go away.
Into my young soul there came a
longing. 'Ohr l said to myself, ..that my
parents had belonged to the same So
cial grade as that worthy couple repos-
ing in that bed, and oh! that I, in my
infancy, had been as beautiful and as
likely to be so carefully nurtured
and cultured as that sweet babe in the
next room / almost heaved sigh as
1 thought of the difference between
these surroundings and my own, but
checked myself, it would not do to
make noise and spoil my fathers
joke.
''There were great many things in
that luxurious apartment which it
would have delighted me to look upon
and examine, but 1 forebore."
81 wish I'd been there" said the
stout man, there wouldn't have been
any forbearin'."
The speaker turned sharply upon
him.
Don't you interrupt me again." he
said, angrily. Then, instantly resuming
his deferential tone, he continued the
story.
''But had come there by the COM
mand %of my parent and this command
must be obeyed without trif1ing or loss
of time. My father did not approve OF
trifling or loss of time. moved quiet
ly towards the table in theE4kner, on
which stood my fathers box. I was
just about to put my hand upon it when
/ heard a slight movement behind me.
gave start and glanced backwsrd.
1t was Mr.. Williamson Green turning
over in his bed; what if he should
awake? His back was now towards me
and my impulse was to fly and leave
every thing behind me, but my father
had ordered me to bring the box, and
he expected his orders to be obeyed. i
had often been convinced of that.
Il stood perfectly motionless for a
minute or SO, and when the gentleman
recommended his regular and very audi
BILE breathing / felt it safe to proceed
with my task. Taking hold of the box
/ found it was much heavier than I ex-
pected it to be, but moved gently away
with it and passed into the back room.
There | could not refrain from stop
ping moment by the side of the sleep
ing babe, upon whose cherub-like face
the light of the night-lamp dimly shone.
The little child was still sleeping sweet
ly, and my impulse was to stop and kiss
it, but l knew that this would be wrong.
The infant might awake and utter CRY
and my fathers joke be spoiled. !
moved to the open window, and with
some trouble and, think, without any
noise, succeeded in getting out upon
the trellis with the box under nv arm.
The descent was awkward, but my
father was tall man, and, reaching up
ward, reli,ved me of my burden before !
got to the ground.
g. didn't remember it was so heavy.
he whispered, 'or / should have given
you rope to lower it down by. If you
had dropped it and spoiled my instru.
ments, and made q lot of noise besides,
should have been angry enough
81 was very glad my father was moi
angry, and following him over the
green sward we quickly reached the
boat, where the box was slowed away
under the bow to keep it from injury.
I'VE pushed of as quietly as possible
and rowed swiftly down the river. When
we had gone about . mile suddenl,
dropped my oar with an exclamation q
dismaY
What's the matter7' cried M father
oh. have done dreadful fhink. ]
snia: Q. father. must So back: