New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-03-05
THE MAN FROM THE CORNERS
CHAPTER, /.

n,1. hur.,rns OF shiItcs. critters like yoa-
tl,ar's no gittn ovcrbur''is wllch s'Ich ci",
than chestnut s"f' %n peturncd Charles
Henry, and l banker after seem u'e "''i"'
Don't tell NO." said his mother; don 'c!
mo wh,t yom'ra hank.rin' after | know Ithont
any tcllin It's tie hcshpo's you ys 20 ;S, L"i
eye on. The tcshpots ci tsyp' H. ~ nn'a smimg
Chicken is to see the world jest about as iit TO
come up the scratch you poor iiinoTT,' wool
that's what Nature meant you to do, az II YOU 10.
90 aqin Nature she'll cit even WIN A2u' q" IL
your bottom dollar. Thar . U,h , ~jn,t
religion in sawin wood. specially wien II 81"
Charles Henry ingicd his pocket sIs sG ii SEc
II was fall OF dollar Inc. ,cir, ~ Gttawa. Pm
sick Of this Cd lca-roos;, he said irftanE, VIII, ,
look Of defiance in his orlnaIi Nyn and I' "rcd
him back to the breakfast table . ,r..,os
"Whes You're in this hcn-roost. 'haf ..;s
Of dispute whilcs your in this hen-roo,t,
calculate You'll have 10 finish up the lroycndcf
SCI before You by the Old len that runs it.
fast bnt there was an obstinate look in the
waited until he had finished, and then severely
eS.'I Il ami no GOOD. mother" said Charles Henry
1T amt coed. Its time for me 10 co., go no r
ont of the Wilderness. so to speak and have my =,
little whack. want TO see what's soih o" All
VIZ You want to see what's soin' On in the wGr.l.
Most people wants 20 shut their eyes 70 Mm.
sid his mother. It's been tumblin about
good many years ithout your help ] rDr .i'n
your heads turned Jest hecau,e your "nc'' jaw
left YOU that four hundred dollars
Charles iIpnry again ingcd his pocket;
AWa,' said the old lady, with snbined rom t,,
al reckon it's too much for You. 10. re- on koI'
nots an painted Isabps an icetin' joys OF TINS
world, an spend all your money an then CONF IN.
back like the pp T"ddSy ns sr ~ "' sure
as you're born Tim sure ] don't know wncie
Providence located your mind what there l. OF H..
tharu he precious little veal on the premises los
Won VIII, n You cit tired of runnin free. an comes
crawn' home full of husks after the manner Oh
the Scripers.' oo,- soil Charles
usnlv n iudrc wHt s''" Sot mc It's no use
mother. I'm like the birds when the cold snap
starts-Tve got to get out ~, ,,., ,.o,.r, lilo -
returned his strong -minacd parent on're JcSt
fit TO sit on bough an scrrech an sit other
birds to lay YOUR own eggs Tor YOU -.
Charles Henry had never before asserted him
self New, lie had money, in his ponch ana
when a man has money in his pouchIrspcr Ial.,
a man of one and-twenty-he is hound I" assert
ateW. "you'vc cooped =" up all my lie.
haven't even been down on ray 10 alin., T.
all the good get ont of life ! can't keep still.
" got to move on. | want to sec thns, io1
myself. WHAT'S it matter if spend tic money ?
What's anything matter? D'yon want me TO dir
because I'm sick Of things? hear yoc faliinS
world Wonder beyond this little village. | want
10 see it, taste it. to find ont what it's Ike; ana
then I'll settle down and saw wood and DO chores;
\ hut Pm blamed if I'm going to do il I'LL I'VE had
y my little whack' .,.ou ,r;,u, "co on.
Charles Henry Have your little whack Heap
dust an wood ashes on your sorrowin' parent
II don't want to heap wood ashes on any
body" said the literal Charles Henry. " Bat
can't YOU understand? | feel nike sugar maple
when the sap begins TO ri-" and c,...,.
"Thers precious little sugar in You. Charles
Henry, Precious little An il you go vi l.MafN
you'll be bled like q sugar maple IEa' WHAT -
'rP%Sa el f. 's said IN" CHARLES Henry indncren'ly,
whats it mattcr?'
praying for" she CALCULATED. A whole mourn
ers' bench couldn't save Won >, -. .o,
Charles Henry asserted himself. His tones
were those of repressed passion. "ion let me 20
nv own way. mother. I daresay it's all true.
But you can't nnderstand-you can't understand;
I must sec il all. ! want to so to London ana
.oh, you'll ait hxed,7, said the old LADY
you'll git fixed in police barracks That's
Let me start. mother" the yf2,nth pleaded
"1'll have TO- It's in my blood III go mad #
I don't. I see IL al-fccl it-hcar II. Dream OF
il nights. ] must see what it'S like. III com.
hack again. mother. I'll come back. But must
go It's living graye r mere. ou, Of r window
on the swollen Ottawa as il thund"fed past \
patch or two OF snow betokcncd that winter iiad
barely fed behind the mountains on the oppo,ite
shore But the sun bazed licrcelv ont upon TIE
little Canadian village, gay with elittcring 'li
spires and brightly-hued wooden houses Mos'
for the summer. The potato-bns, clad N .
triple mail which had withstood the fierce frost
of winter. perchetl upon the ccdar rails a nI1
summed himself until returning life warmed Ill,
airy wings There was a hum in the air OF
newly born mosquitoes seeking whom they ngli'
devour. The grass sprang gr'cnly by the road
n. tba ofO M
booming batrachians beloved forth ti"lr 'ai" OF
love TO coy fair ones half buried in the mud
Hero and there rooster, ms conn scairu "h ~,
damned his wings and crowcd defiance TO the
worid-that world which Charles Henry found
too cramped for his wants liabitants drivin9
brightly bedizened ponies. dashed through the vii
iaoc or thronged into the stores with the hrs'
eggs Of the season TIE il sky w Which, GI'a IN,
village road had burst into buds in single nisht
Winter had taken his stern grip from '.ic thioa'
Of all things There was murmr o. san' ,S1
arrowv flight OF myriad swallows over the roofs
Of the houses the pickering of innocent robins a.
they few about laden with sstraws and twigs fo
their nests Over all the wild sweet Joy Of
the mighty trees Of the hns 81 s" ovnt,n Th
world wac agog with life. Pulses quickened, th'
unutterable joy Of it filled every heart-evcrN
heart save those Of Charles Henry and his IRA"
Wal. said the old lady. in answer to Charlie
Henrys last remark thcr glance ie . nse ,nrneS
70 the mountain beyond, "if this is the place
YOU last mentioned kin stand good deal OF II
hut here's Phenisby Anne Come in, Phenisbl
Anne, and stop his fOoshness.'
A young girl entered the room. and stood care
leesly swinging her sun-bonnct by it's strings Slr
wa splendidly handsome as vigorous as
penther; with dark hair coed in q glorious mas
81 ebon lieht and shade at tho back Of her frmIN
modelled head. Her blue eyes gael QUESTIONING.
at Charles Henry as he stood still jngling hi
dollars. Charles Henry did not look of her again
There was that within Phenisby Anne's ey'
which was not meant for him to sec until hc dc
served to see II. She was clad In pretty
blue woollen dress. and looked about twenty
In addition she stood three, inches taller thai