Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1895-07-11
moment, 1 think. / was 50 sorry f.

quantities Of pictur es there stopped
then, afraid I had been saying the
wrong thing, but he looked little
comforted, and saw it was relief to
him to talk, and so sat down beside
him.
That was one of my pictures he
said, pointing to it. Il haven't seen it
for six or seven years. It was Corinna's
favorite of all we had. Do you remem-
Der my wife?' he asked, Strengthening
up and speaking with more dignity.
She is dead, you know
No; don't think ever saw her,
But what beautiful picture it isr
"'Yes, isn't it: Iwish could have
kept just one,' he said, his chin CULVER
ing pitifully for moment, and then
lie regained his self-possession. i
failed in 49, he went on, lost every
dollar, and that had to 20 with the
rest; but, thank God, it came when she
could not feel it.
4 am SO sorry! Was 1t necessary
to give them all up?' asked. I knew
cared like that.
Everything. First she went, then
the money, then my pictures, and then
my friends. You are like your IA
ther,' he said. Il see him once in
awhile even now. He has heart; he
does not forget
II said was glad he thought me
like him, and drew him on to talking
more and more until he told me most
of his life. He started poor boy, aud
married when he was still poor, but
was beginning to get on little. They
were New England people, with some
education, l suppose, and ambitious to
improve themselves as they grew rich
err. They never had any children, and
they both loved pictures. He did, at
least, and believe that must have
been why she did, as she followed him
in everything then, as she had worked
for him while they were poor. He
finally went into Wall street. Every
thing he touched turned out we'll, and
they were as happy as could be, when
she died, eight years ago. That
seemed to have broken his nerve, for
he began to lose his head from that
time. He told me that after she had
gone the pictures were his greatest
comfort; he used to spend hours
among them, and they somehow
brought her nearer. They had selected
them together. but this one of all had
been her favorite, because it reminded
her Of the view they had from their
first real home in Montclair.
'"rhey never knew whether it really
was done there or not, but, as Inness
sketched around that country "a great
deal, they thought it probably was.
''Then his money began to 60, and
he seemed to lose his grip on managing
his business, till finally the smash came
and he gave up everything. It broke
his heart. 1 think. I can't. seem to
pull up and make fresh start he
SAID; I guess Pm too old; for. I have
had couple of chances, too he
blushed when he said this, and
thought of what MoWilliams had told
me about his drinking.
"Then he went back to the picture.
It's a wonderful bit,' he said. DO you
see the way that brook winds clear
back to the trees?-though you don't
notice it at frst-and the shadows on
the grass are so transparent they seem
to come and go while you look When
I came across it suddenly to-day it
brought her right to me. I'll could only
have it back again, the rest wouldn't
seem so hard; it3would help me to re-
member better I said good-by to
the Cain that minute, Horace. "
Mrs. Hubbard stopped with a little
sob at the thought of old Heathy's
hopeless anguish, aud Hubbard
pushed the low table between
them away. and she moved nearer
and leaned her b cad against his arm
while she finished.
II asked him to let me give him the
picture then; / knew it would not bring
more than the Cain, and that could
although Twas almost afraid to offer
it to him; but put it on the ground OF
old friendship.
1T would not do any good, my
child he said. I could not keep it.
And he blushed again. I should be
: glad to keep track of it, though, so
could see it once in awhile
L "
to get it for me? could not do any.
thing else; could I, dear?-with you
away, too. After / had arranged
about it I told him he could come
whenever he liked to look at it, and
stay as long as he liked, and need
never ask to see anyone, but that Ed.
ward would show him right in here.
He could not thank me, but knew"
She rose and went over to the pic.
ture, looking at it's sunshine through
happy mist like that which kept the heart Of
Eden green
"Has he been here yet?" Hubbard
asked, busying himself with lighting
fresh cigar.
''Yes; he came to-day, and asked fo1
me first. You would have thought he
had made new fortune, to see how
happy he was @
He has won the best woman in the
world for a friend" said Hubbard
Then there came familiar knock on
the window, and. while Mrs. Hubbard
fed to cool off her bedimmed eyes
Hubbard himself let in one of the
chosen spirits Of the pipes.
'.Glad to see you, Dick" he said
s.Come in. Mrs. Hubbard will tie down
in q minute. She has just been ex
planning to me the fine points Of this
new Inness. What is your opinion Of
it?'-Lippincott's Magazine.
HE DIDN'T WANT LEECHES.
| His Injury Was Such That suction Wa
| Not Needed.
whats good for . black eye?'
asked a tough ooking young man OF .
Michigan avedhe druggist, the othe,
evening.
"Leeches are considered first rate,
replied the druggist, but where's The
black eye?'
.'it'l come later on-in about n
hour from now. I'm hunting a felle,
down to lick him. and thought I'd
have things all fixed if got black
eye. I'll probably drop in about ter
o'clock
"AIl right-come any time.'
At half-past ten the young .man re
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