The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1894-02-17

when you have done laughing,
IDIOT :" he cried.
But the helmet swayed 20 oddly on
his shoulders, his voice came from il
i'm such strange tones, that the more
he ~gesticulated, the more he yelled
and threatened me, the louder |
laughed.
At that moment the clock OF the
Hotel dc Vile striking 3, was heard.
THE Municipal Council" muir
INJURED my uncle, in IA stifed voice.
"'Quick help me off with this beast
Of a machine! Wen settle our bust
ness afterward -
But suddenly, likewise, an idea-a
my head but, then, whoever is mad
der than a lover? Besides, ] had no
choice Of
MOI" / replied.
My uncle fell back two PAGES in ter
ror-and again the enormous helmet
wobblcd on his shoulders.
NO ! repeated, firmly, "I'll not
help you out unless you give me the
hand Of my cousin Rose -
From the depths Of the strangely
elongated visor came not an angry
exclamation. but "A veritable roar. /
had done it!''-I had burned my
ships.
III you do not consent to do what
! ask Of you" ! added, mot only
will ] not help you of with your he'll
met, but | will call in all your neigh
bors and then go and find the NUM-
cipal Council :"
"Youll end your days on the scat
fold - cried my uncle.
THE hand Of ROse!'' ! repeated.
'Iou told me that it would only be
by force that you would be made to
say 'ycs'-say it, or ] will call in the
neighbors."
The clock was still striking; my
uncle raised his arms as if to curse
me.
Decide at once" ] cried, some
body is coming!'
"Wcll, then yes!' murmured
my uncle. But make haste"
':On your word Of honor?''
'On my word Of honOr!'
The visor gave way, the gorgct-
piece also, and my unclc's head is
sued from durancc, red rs a poppy.
Just i'm time. The chemist at the
corner, Il colleague i'm the Municipal
Counc~, entered his shop.
Are you coming?" ne asked;
''thcy will be beginning the business
without us
"Im coming replied my uncle.
And without looking at me he took
up his hat and cane and walked out.
The next moment all my hopes had
vanished. My uncle would surely not
forgive ne.
At dinner time | took my place at
table ON ~ right hand, in low spirits,
ate little and said nothing.
1T will come with the dessert, " |
thought.
Rose looked at me, and | avoided
meeting her eyes. As | had expected,
dessert over, my uncle lit his pipe,
raised his head and then
'RoSo-come here"
Rose went to him.
do you know what that fellow
there asked me to do yesterday?'
trembled like "A leaf, and Rose did
the anne.
ITO give him your hand, ~ he added.
do you love him?'
Rose east down her eyes.
Very we'll" continued my uncle,
con this side the case is complete.
Come here, you
! approached him.
Here | am, uncle" and, in a
whisper, ! added, quickly; Forgive
met
He burst into a hearty laugh.
Marry her, then, donkcy-since
you love her, and ! give her to your
All uncle! -
An dear papa
And Rose and | threw ourselves
into his arms.
Very good! very good he cried,
wiping his eyes. Be happy; that's
all | ask
And in turn he whispered in my
ear
II should have given her to you all
the same, you big goose; but-kcep
the story OF the helmet between us
two
| give YOU my word that | have
never told it but to Rose, my dear
little wife. And if cvcr you pass
along the Rue DIES Claquottes, No. 53,
At the place of honor in the old shop,
I'll show YOU my unclc's helmet,
which WI would never SELL From
the French.
Drilling for the Kaiser.