The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1891-08-26

for the copy Is all in. think he Il
writing to you upstairs to come back,
and he doesn't know you are here al
ready"
'.'If he will only say he was wrong,
and ask my forgiveness" the woman
muttered, looking out of the window at
the pattering rain. Then she started up,
seemingly unaware of the boys pres
ence. "But mustn't ask too much. l
was in the wrong as much as he"
''Now tell you what to do" said
Swipesey, with eagerness. "If you put
this into my hands, we'll fix it up all
right" His eyes shone, and he took "A
few steps forward, with his small hands
clasped together and his face raised hope
fully toward the woman. "You let
me go upstairs and sort of prepare
him. I'll not say who wants to see him,
but I'll just give him hint. And then
you go up and surprise him; and if you
look at him and smile, and if you tell him
you are sorry, don't think he would
send you away; now, do you7"
The woman looked down at the lad,
and smiled sadly at him. She could not
help being amused at his eagerness to
help her and the lonely man upstairs.
He seemed to divine what she was
thinking Of, for he said, "Oh, you
mustn't think l am dipping my finger in
to something that amt my business, for
should like to hear him laugh as he did
long time ago; and besides, it is not
right for two people to be apart the way
you and him are"
The woman laughed nervously. "I
don't think you had better meddle, after
all, she said. "You may be very
bright boy, but it might make him angry
to think had allowed"
al never set up to be bright" said
Swipesey, in an injured tone. "If was
an entire stranger he might not like it;
but being on the staff, why, it's entirely
d1tferent-seeW
The woman laughed again, and then
asked, "What do you propose to do9"
'Well, you sit right down in that
chair again, and I'll run upstairs. I'll
not be gone but minute, and then I'll
come back for YOU"
Before she could say word to stop
him, he had whisked out of the room,
and she heard him going up the stairs
two steps at time. She sighed again,
and looked down and watched the peo-
pie passing.
Then Swipesey was back with cor
DIAL encouraging; "Come along. I've
liked it. He'll see you."
And they went up the stairs-up into
the office, which had become quite dark
now, and was but cherries place at
best.
Swipesey threw open the door saying,
Here she is, SIR"
The old man was scribbling. He had
aid aside the typewriter for the pen,
md he kept on for a moment. Then he
ooked up in bewildered way, threw
iown his pen, rubbed his eyes, sprang
Up, and with bound was across the
Dom. "Gracel" was all he said.
And Swipesey smiled in self.satis-
led sort of way, and closing the door,
eft them alone. And when the editor
anne down stairs into the lower office
alf hour later, with shining, happy
ook in his eyes, he found Swipesey sit
ing in the chair, with his feet high up
n the desk and his hat tilted on the
ack of his head, buried deep in the
bids of newspaper.
"Come up stairs with me, Cox," he !
nd, joyously. ~ want to introduce
ou to my wife. want everybody on
lie paper to know her."
81 suppose So" said the boy, discon-
'ntedly. But then, he added, in his
nputent way: "You needn't interduce
e to her. She and me knows each
her already. ."-Harper's Weekly.