The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1893-04-15
WHO WAS TO. BLAME F?

haps think he. was smiling, but lie
would be mistaken. Jonas Jenkins
belonged TO that class OF men who
can wear smile when it suits their
convenience. but who are incapable
OF smiling genuine pleasant smile,
sr laughing hearty laugh.
He was a man of perhaps forty
years, who always wore his black
clothes carefully brushed; had
smooth we'll oiled hair and a general
sleepy appearance. He was good
talker and wore smile more or less
constantly. apparently with the de-
sire OF impressing you with sense
of his good nature.
He had just come from the Office of
Mr. Jacob Marlin, n man of consider
able wealth and good social standing.
Up one flight, that Office could be
found and at table sat Mr.. Marlin
and four or five other highly respect
able business men.
While Jonas Jenkins rubbed his
chin and smiled down at the street
! door, Mr.. Marlin in his Office, was
saying. this matter should he at
tended to at once. gentlemen. Every
day now is "a loss. | can recommend
! Jenkins as being the very man you
want. He has attended to similar
business for me for the past six years
and ! have found him satisfactory in
every way"
The gentlemen agreed with Mr..
Marlin as regarded immediate action
and were willing to take his word for
Mr. jenkins and then they went
away, each to his home, feeling sat
istied with his days work.
Mr.. Marlin summoned jenkins and
in earnest conversation with him and
as they left the Office together was
heard to remark, ..remember. not too
near home and be sure of full value
for our money. l depend on you. "
Mr.. jenkins put on still larger
smile and lifting his hat to his mil
lionaire friend walked of in another
: direction.
A small house situated at ono md
ola farm of about one hundred acres
and nearly a mile distant from any
other house, is not by any means the
] most enviable spot to be called home
Living thus, although surrounded by
nature, may have it's disadvantages.
particularly when there are young
children. as their opportunities for
obtaining even an ordinary education
must at best be very limited. Sandy
Mcintosh lived under just such con-
ditions, with his wife and six small
children, whom he often found it
hard to feed and clothe, without con-
sidering the expense OF educating
them.
On warm night in June, Sandy
and his wife Margery. sat on either
side Of the pine table in the living
room Of their small house. in earnest
conversation. The fading light
showed him to be tall. brawny
farmer, plainly showing his sturdy
Scotch ancestry, while the wife on the
other hand, was slight and delicate.
with sort of tired nervousness in
her manner. Her face wore an anxious
\ look, which did not lessen to any ex-
4 tent during her husbands CONVERSE
tion.
"lt's no use talking wife," he said,
'.times grow harder and harder. I'm
near'disconraged now and that's the
Whole Of it. What with the failure
OF tho crops last year and JAMES
sickness, haven't enough left to hire
the help / need to do this years
work. And there's yourself Margery,
working and working and killing
yourself by inches. 'ris enough to
drive man to the bad, so there!"
"Ah yes, Sandy, but times will
grow better. The farm is good and
we own every foot ourselves. The
boys too are grown up to be fine
likely lads. aud as for me, am able
to do ali have to do and more too.
So cheer up Sandy man. things will
soon be brighter"
$50 you always cay lass. but I've
been thinking over what that chan
Jenkins said and think it would be
fine. You should have heard him
Margery, he talks we'll"
LAY, too well. I'm thinking"
ihdo lho Way WIN YOU FOiucH.
You can all talk yourselves. but You
don't like talking man. Why
shouldn't men talk sometimes? BE
, reasonable now and let me tell you.
, He says as how this big company oil
rich men own this fine land away
out West in Washington and how
they want 1t settled by proper steady
men. They don't want to make
money out Of it. because they have
more now than they want, but it Is
to give Woodworking poor men 9
chance to get rich too"
.It's very kind they are to be
sue" said Margery, drily.
"Ah, now woman. don't be SHARP
with tho tongue, but let me tel
you the whole OF it. They pay g.
. day and find the work and
build you house as much finer than