Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1894-10-18

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good work rendered null and void by
this unfortunate intrusion.
Her husband felt keenly for the gen
tie little woman, and naturally slight
feeling of irritation smote him as he
turned his gaze on his inconven.ent off
spring wno bore 1t in stolid silence.
Dacre cast one RAPID mmderous look
ON his sister then he suddenly accom-
modated himself to his surroundings
and sat down like a log.
AS for Gwen. her tears We're 50 near
the surface that She had to swallow
them with gulp, her eye grew dull
and lifeless, the brilliant color had all
faded. ana her cheeks had CHASTITY
stHaky, liyid look, from the scrubbing.
Would you like something TO eat. my
dears?' said Mrs. Waring eagerly.
She would not SIT down but lowered
above her children, She could not
fathona Owens horrid look Of temper,
ana By this time the streaky cheeks
had quite revolving look. Her
mother started ut sight of it, and wills
pered in quite an audible voice:
"Ier skin seems unclean and notified
Dearest, viii speak to Mary. Greg
orys powder / should recommend"
Ovens flush deepened the streaks
to Lines Of blood and she could hardly
keep from shrieking out her wrath and
indignation, but she controlled herself
and said in a harsh level voice:
I'VE would Ike nothing to eat, thank
you, we've had our tea, we came 10
see you, you don't want us. Dacre !
think we might go.
Then 10 the absolute staggering Of
the boy, she turned. caught his hand,
and dragging him along by it went up
and stood before her parents, her eyes
cleaning strangely
Goodnight mother, goodnight,
father-oh. goodnightf'
Goodnight, my dears," said Mr..
| Waring blandly. and seeing that they
still waited he stopped down stiffiy and
kissed the foreheads Of both OF them,
then. with the air of man who has
done his duty, he remarked:
.Dacre's health seems to be more TO-
bust than his sisters, | think YOU are
wise in recommending something of an
anti-fcbrdle nature"
The children We're half ont of the
room by this time, and Mrs, Warnings
eyes followed them with puzzled
stare. Something had evidently been
| forgotten 'Ah, of course" she cried,
her face lighting, and running forward
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shoulder Of each of her children and
/ laid a small kiss on the middle OF
/ Owens cheek. Then she stopped TO
Dacre and did the same by him.
She wondered a little as she went up
to iMary's room why Gwen shuddered
when she touched her
II wonder If she's feverish," she
thought. -"Oh, what agonies of re-
sponslbihty parents have to endure,
she sighed. with yearning self pity,
as soon as she reached the head of the
stairs.
When the children got to the nursery,
Dacre faced his sister with glaring
eyes.
! BEAST was his sole observation.
I let me alone, oh. let me alone.' she
cried land. Dacre, open the windows,
| feel sII othered."
You should live on the top of
! windmill" he grumbled, but he did as
| she babe him, and watched her with
I some puzzled concern. She soon re-
covered from her smothering and drew
in her head and leaned against the
window in silence for a few minutes,
then she said with calm decision:
.sOh yes, you can go to school, there
| Is neither reason nor justice In your
! staying here. They might have pre-
vented il tonight If they'd liked"
How
..Oh you wouldn't understand.
well Of all the beasts! Girls secrets
are such fools of things, too! Don
4 look like that, it's awful with your
1 scratehy face
I "Oh 90 to bed, do3'
/ II wish you would, | think you are
going TO be sick, Ill call Mary
"Dacre, don't dare TO, I'm as well as
ANYTHING. | wish | was witch ana
could fly over those trees on a broom
stick
she peered eagerly out Of the win,
dow. out over the tree tops and the
A whirling leaves, UP into the DARK
heavens. 80.
/ "You look witchy enough now Win
\ your awful yellow hair that looks as II
il were alive with iire-fiies."
\ aDacra 70 10 bed. do. | want to
10 think of the plan"
/ .oh if you want that, I'll clear, Ia
have gone before only thought you
were going to be sick
y Gwen turned a half-mocking, haH'
I wistful look upon him.
\ you're a good old thing, ana y
I isn't your fault If you are mass only
| wish you weren't she said TO her
self when he had gone. 1T woaiuu
all be so heastly then"
\ she went Off slowly to her little olue
| and white bedroom and let Mary pun
her to bed In cold silence which she
positively refused to break.