Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1893-10-28


! Neium'S son, he answers at last,
! The girls eyes blaze with anger
Then III please to get out an walk,
rather than be beholden to JosisS Vel
lum's son for a lift"
But again be lays his biz hand on
hers, though she roughly shakes it off.
Don't YOU go till / tell you one thing
more I'm JoSidS Nellum'S only son ,
but when | found out what he'd done
to your father from some words he let
slip when he heard of the hangin', |
told him what thought about It, and
then walked straight away and took
service at TreSlawn Mil, An if you've
got your troubles he's got his now; for
I'm the only Twin bein he's got in the
world, an he'd a-donc anything for me /;
and he knelt ana prayed to me, with
the tears runuin' down his cheeks, but
left him, and called him a murderer.
There is a long silence, during which
Ann Goldsworthy thIuks a good deal
ana tLen.
II b1eeye ia rather be me than you.
she declares. And. after another pause,
but you don't care very much FOR your
father, l posc:'
why not"
Why, you couldn't a-borue it, 1t
must have bin rwful to see him cryin
to YOU"
yes, il was" he returned shortly.
And he gathers the reins tighter, and
dicks at Peasants ear with his whip;
and Ann Goldsworthy watches him
fw,Ncly in her turn, till he looks down
at her ana meets her eyes. Then he
,clnS down towards Ter again. and he
gravity fades ont of his face IS he says,
coaNiLgly:
"Yol don't want 10 get down ana
walk, do your
Ann Goldsworthy bushes, and smiles
n little smile in spite of her swollen
lids and hot cheeks, mo" she an
swers shyly,
Then, while her eyes are east down
Tom Vellum looks at her again, and
seems to like the doing of it.
And now you muct please to tell
me where you'm goin' to service"
TITS ut the Mcthody' preachers, as
general | don't s'pose | shall like il
very much at first. after always livin
home; an the wages isn't what one
could call high But l don't know
much about service vet. ! amt up to
servants ways so I've got TO be
taught
Il s'pose you get your sunday out"
Yes"
Treluggan hill is a good mile but
even miles come to an end If steady
perseverance in one direction is adhered
to; and in spite of their unchecked in
difference in the matter, Lion and
Pleasant do not fail to reach the top
ut last But by the time the last trees
are casting their shadows across the
dusty road and the first roofs are ris
ing above the bend, Tom Nellum has
said much to comfort Ann Colds
worthy, and Ann Goldsworthy has for
given him for being Tom Nellum.
I'D best get down here" she says,
while they are still among the green
shadows: and he helps her down the
wheel and hands her bundle TO her.
Then ms she looks at him and stretch
Is up her hand to say Goodbye" he
takes 1t, and holds it for moment or
two
Then reddening furiously Shall Us
keep company he murmurs; and he
leans over the side of the wagon In a
most perilous attitude We're not Lion
and Pleasant entirely dependable.
Meeting lips sound but as the rustic
of leaves ON the air but lives are
changed thereby.
Gee! whoa! Sob Lon Come up,
Pleasant
The wagon Iumblcs on to the town.
and the little figure i'm black trudges
forward with her portable property
But it is ;hc top OF TrclugEan hill now,
ana things look different somehow, 70"
the youth from the min ana the little
maid in black are smiling rs they 20.