Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-08-01

II won't talk to you. the mayor
declared. "There is no reason in your
argument and no humanity in your
conclusions. But come, !" he added IN
softened voice, why don't you
make an effort to keep soberg"
III don't want to keep sober"
"And why not?"
because sobriety is the mother OF
Thought
And you don't want TO Thinks
that it,"
"Yes.
"And why don't you want to think?
| Your thoughts might amount to some
thing. The greatest man, you know,
is the greatest thinker"
$50 is the greatest sufferer"
'And when you think, you suffer,
eh?'i
Eyes, and so do all men, Go into
library and look about you. What
do you seeg"
Books, the mayor answered
''And what are books2''
Gifts from superior minds"
"No, said the drunkard They
are the records OF human suffering.
Every great book is an ache from "A
heart and a pain-throb from brain.
But what the use OF all this talk?
What concerns me most at present IL,
where ann going TO get drink"
you don't need drink, Dan"
"There You 20 with your dogma
tism. There you 90 measuring the
grains OF my want in yomr hali-bushel.
You don't need drink and YOU say
that | don't. | would not presume
to say what other men need, but
it seems to be the province of ali
other men to dictate to me- Come |
am growing too sober, and shall be
/ gin to think pretty soon, Won't yOu
4 please help me OUT Let me have
twenty-five cents; you can spare il.
\ A man who doesn't drink has but
\ little real need Tor money, anyway
Let me have twenty-five cents and III
4 do any sort Of work you want meto.
'Wlll YOU help me tiN up the address
/ I've got 10 deliver at that political
4 gathering"
Yes, | will "
And swear youll never toll that
| you helped me-.
Yes, III do that, too
4 And you viii draw M q paper
swearing that you didn't write the
the address | delivered last month al
I Oddlellows2 want you 10 DO
| this, lor have heardi il limited around
that sou had hand III It
| ies, I'LL do anything.
I Dan was about to turn away aiterrc.
crivng the money. when he caught
sight o a Woman crossing the court
I yard
Who r. that Tie asked.
Mrs Burnley, the widow we have
employed to tcnch our school" the.
mayor answered.
Where did She come irom2"
Prom Wilson County, believe
Did you ever meet her."
II think not. lie said aud hasten.
ed toward dOggery on the opposite
side OF the street
CHAPTER II.
On q hill u short distance from the
village, IBID shaded by poplar trees,
was an old school-house. originally
| built oflOgs but now, went her.hoard
ad and whits-w washed. The Widow
Burnley had Just told the children
that they might 20 out and play until
she called them, when the door was
darkened bE a reddish npparition
Tile widow mt tered n bctitting little
| shrek, and then, realizing no serious
Gausa for alarm, said Come in"
She would not have extended this in.
vitation hnd she not wanted to set an
example OF courage
Dan Miters stepped into the room.
He stood f@F moment, looking ut
the widow, and then said. Don't be
AFRAID OF me. ! saw you yesterday
and didn't know but YOU"
rs ID possible" exclaimed thewom-
an.
That Is what was going to- ask, f"
Dan raplied, seating himself ON
benehp Twenty years make q great
change IN appearances, even though
hearts some times remain the same"
Have you come here to reproach
mo2 Children, she added turning to
several Youngsters that showed, N dis.
position to Ioiter about tho. door.
run along now and play
Inc children vanished, and the
widow, alter looking about, To see il
they were IN hearing saidi .Iliave suf.
teredito@much to bear reproaqh now"
But don't You think that you ara.
deserving Of reproach?' heaeiScd
Mo J acted as thmnglit best. Z
promised to marry you, and while yoa
were with me, you did exercise so
strong an influence that i thought
loved you but when YOU wqTe gone. /
knew that didn't ! sam shat I was
charmed by your mind but not
charmed by your heart. Amotherman
came. He was not Knight, he had
many foolish words, Bmt love IL ex.
pressed in words that are foolish.
You awoke ny admiration; he thrill.
ed my heart. Then wrote ana told
you not to think of llas again. was
buried in the roses ei my own Aappi-
ness. How could ItAInk Of your"
And yen married that MANI
eyes. "
and were you bsppy?"
For = time. Then tile deE fell of
| the flowers. What could tbe flowa,s