The Lafayette gazette. [volume] (Lafayette, La.) 1893-1921, 1894-09-29

And the glad sunshine is once more sbov,
-Osra b. Heath. in Good Housekeeping.
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BEAVER.
The Story OF Capt. Lawson's In
tentgent Canine Messenger.
II don't at all like tho idea of NOV
ing away Oft mp here to Westford, ,
said Mother Lawson, as she stepped
brislsly about. putting the long
kitchen, that was also parlor, bedroom
and hall. In order. SO that the new
homo might have a coy look when
the tired family drew up about the
beautifully spread supper table.
| "Why MOTHER" laughed her daugh-
ter Ruby, turning about from her work
In front of the glowing fire, 'our
neighhors UP here in Westford all will
| live away of down in Willington?'
! and l have no doubt yo,l will soon
grow into the sarne manner of speech. -
"Perhaps l shall,'' replied Mother
Lawson, chcerful'y: II have learned
in my many years Of life that homc is
bill town or another. If daughter
Lucy lived near by. as she dix, when
we were Or, the OLD farm, I shouldn't
mind SO much; or if we were on the
same turnpike, where people are all
the time driving and teeming. SO that
we could send word back ant, FORTH
BUt there she is, down there on the
Hartford and Providence, and here we
are on the Hartford and Boston, and
on the cross roads between us there is
no mail route. no stage route, no
regular teams. We must drive the
dozen miles on purpose every time we
hear from poor daughter Lucy, all
o1~1S
away off down there in Willington.''
ia, hn"' laughed Ruby; 'who would
ever have expected the dear woman to
SO soon fall into Westford ways? Do
You hear her, James? Bless me, what
Is the hoy thinking of? This is no
write Latin exercise for Parson
LOOMS to correct
This is no Latin exercise replied
James, who in later years became an
eminent scholar. This is a little en-
terprise upon which Beaver and I are |
a bout entering. do the writing and |
Beaver does the carrying. Here, Bea-
stand, old fellow? Do you see this?'
md he showed the large, handsome
shepherd dog that stood by, wagging
his bushy tail, a small, leather money
bag. DO you see this paper, Beaver?
have written a message upon it to
Lucy. have told her that we have ar
lived away up here in Westford safe
Ind sound, and that Ruby is frying flap
lacks for supper, and that mother is
worrying about her, rs a matter of
course, and finished up by begging
Ter to write and tell US how she is,
Ind send the letter back by you.''
The bright-faced lad put the care
uly folded paper in the little bag.
md tied 1T by a strong hempen cord
bout the intelligent creatures neck.
Now, Beaver, you must 60 as quick
Y as you can and carry this to Lucy"
Opening the door, Beaver trotted ont
n very important fashion, and Jar.1cc:
cpcated:
'.Go, Beaverl Cor
lie will go a good deal!' laughed j
suby, who was always laughing. I
''1Ie would be rs likely to obey if you {
old him to chop an armful of wood t
nd bring 1t in.''
''You will see" replied the lad. clos {
,g the door. Beaver is no common
" talk tc him. He will pass the night
1 Wilmington with sister Lucy, and t
ill return to us tomorrow with let v
en-
''Strange Beaver don't come back" n
bic unbelieving Ruby over and over,
uring the evening, and she even sat =
p until far into the night nonnentari- y
expecting to hear the familiar bark
the favorite dog at the door.
He did not come, however, and she q
rose in the morning convinced that
, considered himself sent away for I
'ne reason, and that they should
ever see the fine old fellow again.
HE VIII get home by dinner time,'' s.
id James, and, sure enough, about q
BON he came trotting serenely In, L
aggirg his tai and barking sharply Il
express his JOY.
James opened tie little leather bag, g
,ding, as he expected, . note from l
ICY.
ii cried all day after watching you D
It of sight," it said, land you don't :.
low how glad was to sec Beaver d
hen he came barking at the door Il
rly in the evening. Your letter was q,
great comfort, for I had no idea of Il
ar1ng from you for a week 1T least b
hall not feel hah so forlorr now, for F
log that will fetch q bone will carry
e, they say, and we can write as
ten as we please" q
They did write often. you may be Ct
re, and Capt. Lawson'a Beaver, with III
Q little leather wallet suspended IL
meath his white throat, came to be ps
uiliar SIGHT to- tAp jewellers IN the I'll