Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1894-11-22


years had brought faint color to his
lips and a becoming brightness TO his
eyes.
..He is dear little thing. = thought
Harold, '.but how much moro attract
i've he would be in skirts!
The little man came slowly into the
room, looking az if be were doubtful as
to the wisdom OF such Il procedure, and
Harold hoped that he might prove to be
more helpful than lis crazy wife had
been. ~.
Good morning. sir. lse said pleas
antly. Can you tell tie how long !
have slept:'
"Cne hundred years today was the
unexpected and highly exasperating re-
ply.
Another lunatic." groaned Harold.
"Ehat can mother be thinking ot?''
"How do you feel!.' inquired the lit
/ tie man. Are you stiff: Will your
joints work? My, but you have sIelt!
The scientific world has made you "a
study for generations. =
Much obliged, I'm sure, - replied
Harold III default OF q more brilliant
reply. It was somewhat amusing to a
man who knew himself to be just %
wears CT age 80 be told that he had been
al object Ct curiosity tex generations.
What has The scientific world
thought to 90 about YOU" it suddenly
occurred TO him to inquire.
They say this is mans century, re-
piled the little fellow, but don t know
that understand the nearing Of that.
There are many men who are dissatls-
fed with things IN general, but [ don't
know Why they should be, I'm sure.
I'm comfortable enough, and don be-
! Iieve change would make things any
1 better"
This was all Greek to Harold, and
when he was in college he declined to
i study Greek.
i wonder il you are really a man?'
he asked You are pretty enough for a
doll"
DO You think mo pretty?'' The lit
tie man blushed beautifully. Wife
says I am he added "She is awfully
Jealous, don't you know. But you are
a nan too. She doesn t like to have
another woman look at me, but she
ought not to mind because man thinks
me pretty, ought she!'
Harold was Disguised. He wanted to
take the little fellow between his thumb
and finger and crush him, but restrained
himself with the thought that the man
was lunatic.
.You-get-m y-clothes, he said,
Il Ii 70
brighten his guest into obedience. Get
them this minute CT lip
But, sir. " faltered the little man,
your clothes were moth eaten years
ago.
oh heavens! See here, you chatter
ing monkey, ii you don't do as | tell
you | III t.Icp you out the window. -
Harold arose as II to execute his
threat, and the little man fed, scream-
Ing, into the hall. Harold wrapped his
tattered bedding around him and fol-
lowed, determined to find something to
wear. He was just in time to see Mrs.
Winthrop csreseing her little husband
and to hear her telling him not to be
afraid, for nothing should hurt him as
long as she lived 10 protect him.
go back to your room, - size said
sternly when she saw Harold. It is eX-
actly what he would have been most
anxious 10 do under ordinary circun-
Stances, but now he felt that he was III
place where desperate measures must
be employed. lie was convinced that
his garments had been taken from his
own room by some ane whose intentions
were hot OF the frienGIiest, and he de-
to1mincd to so down stairs and find
some member Of his family, even though
lie InEst appear in tattered nightgoWn
nnd bedding much the worse from wear.
So when Hrs. Winthrop ordered him
bacl, to his room he simply told her to
go to thunder, nor did he feel at all
ashamed ter speaking SO rudely to a
lady, as he would have done had she
seemed to him less like man and more
like woman.
Mrs. Winthrop gently pushed her
husband toward door leading to an
other room.
Go in shere, dear she said land
10 not be afraid. I'll get him back to
led in a moment.
- Con t want to strike lady, Ear-
cid remarked, with great earnestness,
"butif you touch me you'll be sorry.
Mrs. Winthrop showed 70 nervous
ness.
'Will you walk back to your room, .
she asked, 'or must [ carry your
Harold made 30 reply. He thought
it scarcely worth while. he started to
pass her that he might so down stairs,
when he suddenly felt her arms around
his waist. Ho endeavo1ed to free him.
self, but could not.
If you don't release me, I'll knock
you down." he Numbered. The little
man screamed in terror and begged his
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