Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1895-03-21
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longed to soothe his soul by hearty
whistle, to which his fun red Hips
rounded themselves. He got to the
end OF the engrayIngs, and turned once
more to dIhe figure Mt the table; but
the dean was stIll reading statue-I!ke,
with his face accidentally shaded by
his hand, though he never turned Il
page Of tine brief letter OF one sheet.
The picture he made sitting thus be
neauh the lattice, through which some
long golden bars Of sunshine were now
Stealing, remained upon the young
MANS memory forever, though he dld
not hear the quick subdncd breathing
OF the reader or see the chilli drops
upon his tortured brow.
Within u stones throw OF that lattice
one Of the cHinOns was standing on a
short ladder tending n pcach-trce on
his garden wall, thus seeking N pleas
amt distraction from the abstrnsc He
brew Studies in which he had been
buried am the day. His wife stood In
the pathway by the sunny border,
where the bees were hlumnulng luXllrl-
ollsly over their luscious thlcyIng, and
looked on MT his lalbors.
~ had tt from THE dean myself,
Edmund" she was saying, "thIs after
noon"
"WclI, my dear" he replied, rather
indbstinctly on account Of the strips
of cloth he held I'm MS mouth "you
Will now have the satisfaction Of re
peading 1t all over the close. Bishop
OF WHrham, ch2 Maitland Is Il lucky
fellow, and about as ignorant aS that
cat''tpOinting to fine grInmlk'n, who
was iazlly watching his master "lht
scholarship goes for nothing In these
radical days"
81 am sure he win make a delight
flll bishop" said the lady; ''and who
knows what Old fogy we may get Mt
the danery now? Som" old trump,
with his nose buried In n book all
day, perhaps"
"Whcn not pcrched on n ladder
laughed the canon. "Wcll. who would
not have the GAIT of the gab hike Malt
hand? Lucky fc1llnw, to bo surc"
INV I'lN'l W il'li WYNN ~ l'lhS w l'''''
ran aS follows:
81 ann come home to die, and Wish
TO see you once more first. | promised
never to bctray you, and swore away
an innocent nMnS character to sh cid
you, and have never had II happy
hour since. | can not undo all the
wrong ! have done for your sake, but
| can amd must clear ths man, who
never tlld me harm | cannot die In
peace tim | have rlghted linn. Can
do NJ without hurting YOU? Come To
me for Heavens sake; my days are
IminlhcrNl. My SON bears this lie
knows his percentages. but nothing
more. He Is n good lal,
Anna ,ludkius"
At hast The dean lifted his head and
questioned the youth with regard to
his mothers ILLNESS and present nhodc,
and learlled In reply that SHE was sui
fering from Somc latHl internal mAlady,
which had become suddenly worse In
consequence of n rall I'm the RrlmInSter
street. and she had been admitted to
the paying ward OF the local hoshtal,
whence There was no probability ot her
issuing Allvc.
You take Your mothers extremity
easily. y"ung man" Said the dean
Hut the youth replied that he had
been expecting the end for 50 long
that It no longer nghtmtcd him, vet
his eyes llled with teams rs he spoke,
MIA "a Inn th,.ly n and IlANlp
Ndldcd n few sentences which he gave
to the youlrg man. who took the paper
urd Withdrew With n bow, which his
host very rrIgidly rntnrncd
No sooner had the door closed upon
the young fellows stalwart form than
Cyril dropped into his chwir, and,
hurylnS his face IN his hands, groaned
heavily shuddcrlug from head to foot
If he could have dreamrd this terrible
moment twenty years aGn, would that
handsome STRIPPING ever have seen tine
Night IT any man could be brought
face to farr with the embodied result
Of ONE SIM would he ever sin more?
Probably he would elise why has Mrr.
md Wisdom reserved such knowledge
for the most part to another world?
4 Fight, swift step sounded along
the corridor; the door opened. and the
blind hoy clue running in with 4
joyous greeting on his llpS,
The dean lifted his head, and strove
to calm mmSrM MS he welcomed THE
child In a gMtlc voice, hut his heart
was wrllng Ivy the CONTRAST between
this lad and the fine, healthy youth
who had Just lrft him wlung. too, Ivy
the Thought that the lattcr'S look had
shown ne glram nf affection; nothing
but 4 challenge of drtiance,
II made such a lniStakc. papa" sud
Eycrard, II Actually took stranger
for YOU, Vet his voice wis louder and
his step stronger than Yours met
him IN the hall NOW Rcusou was let-
ting him out Who was he? Henson
says his face i mthcr like yours. 80
perhaps | WAS not 50 very stupid"
MY poor ENemrdH' murnulpd the
DEAN folding the child with unWantrd