Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1895-02-21

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slowly and luxuriously and 1t made
q glorious dessert. BY its side, care
fully secured from flying away by a
pebble, lay the little handkerchief with
Its initials, NJ. L. NJ. He had not used
it for his hand, but had begged rags
instead.
1t seemed sacrilege to make use Of
little Marlon's sweet nature, but it
would be a capital bag for the money
which glittered on theigrass before him,
Marions shilling among 1t, that he re-
solved to change only in dire need.
Balfour's pipe was the next treasure,
and into that he put the last of the
screw of tobacco, and smoked it with
n happy heart, thinking gratefully Of
the woman who gave him meat, and
Of Lcslics widow and her kindness to
him She too had brought him out a
cup Of tea during his moving, and the
little child had carried him great
bunch Of seed-cake, and though these
had been welcome enough, the gentle
words and looks had far outweighed
them. Musing on these things, he fell
asleep, with the unguarded treasures
by his side, and did not wake till late
afternoon, startled, but treasured to
find his possessions intact
/ He had hitherto chosen field pa tbs
as much as possible, always keeping a
: high-road in sight, and shaping his
course by the sun; but now it became
necessary to take the road, which was
/ full of dangers for him. He met
! policeman or two, each of whom eyed
him curiously and doubtfully, and one
of whom accOStcd him, and put him
through n series of questions as to
whence he came whittier he went, and
what was his name and occupation; TO
which Evcrard with inward tremDrs,
answered calmly enough.
I His name waS Stone; he was just
out of hospital; he was trampinG to
his friends, who lived on the other
side of London and was glad to do
odd jobs on the road, If the policeman
could put him In the way of such.
The policeman who was not very
brilliant fellow, was perfectly salts
fled TO let him pass, though he was
actually, like all the police around.
the lookout for Il man of his height,
figure, and appearance.
As he drew near a little village, he
saw a provision wagon, drawn by a
parof horses, standing outside pub
lic-house; the good fellow who drove
1t was absent, and doubtless refresh
Ing himself In the cozy bar within
Everard passed on through the village
and read the milestone at the other
end, which recorded the number of
miles to London. He had only less
ened the record by twelve that day,
and made up his mind to tramp far
INTO the night, If his strength held out.
A great clatter suddenly arose be-
hind him, and, turning, he saw the
Professionalism pelting down the
sloping village street with no one on
the box. He rushed back, putting up
his arms and shouting: one or two
men followed his example, and at the
top of the hill he saw the driver, red
faced and breathless pursuing the
horses, whip In hand. The runaways
self upon them, grasping the near
horses head, but he was carried Off
his feet and dropped; then he rose
and caught them again, till he sue
cceded in stopping them, after
plucky struggle The driver offered
him Il lift which he gratefully accep-
ted, together with some tobacco, and
they logged on till night, when they
reachd u country town.
Passing the town, Evcrard walked
on till after midnight and then slept
under a hay-stack. Early next morn
ing he went into Il farm-yard, where
he SAW Il farmer sending his men off to
work. and boldly asked for job, and
found himself, after little hesitation
and QUESTIONING. among a hay-making
gang, with whom he worked till
evening, obtaining permission to sleep
In barn that night, aud the promise
of work on the Monday, that being
Saturday night
He was glad enough to lie still that
sunday morning, and rest on the bun
listening to the drowsy chime of the
church bells, and enjoying the luxury
of a roof which was moi prison, UNI
I'll increasing hunger compelled him
10 rise soon after noon. As he passed
through the farm,yarl. he saw red
armed maid feeding the pigs with
skim milk and cold potatoes, on which
he cStSt rs WiStful an eye us the Pro
diGal did on the Swine's huskS.
He WAS passing on when the farm
cr'S wife, rrStliuS in her Sunday silk
came in on her way from church;
Henry touched his hat and opened the
gate for her, while She asked him
rather sharply why he was hanging
about the place. He told herthat, be
tn@ very weary. he had but just risen
and promised not to come again till
night.
I'VE are Obliged to be careful about
ha"horing StWE gers" she said, soft
encd y, his reply, I'VE never know
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