The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1895-09-13


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useorgc. IL makes me very unhappy;
I'M, never. never can marry "A man
who rides Buster.
And 50 you will let wheel come
...,v..n us That shall never he
r,b.l. tor sooner will give up all my
Nome, az inheriting my unclc's estate,
which have valued for your sake only.
yes. viii give it up
and that must not be. George. II
rou dispeaSe him YOU not only throw
% the winds large fortune, but YOU
are left prnniicss. Then what would
wc live on? NJ; there il no alterna-
nv. An Is over between us"
Ethel. think. Here is old Uncle
Rsuhen with one foot in the grave. a
de-ot,e 81 the DuSter wheel. and
must ride q Buster. lie says that no
nerhew Of his shall risk his life and
limb on a Nhzxer. And you-you
will not ride with me unless ! use a
Nhizzer"
Ethel Wheeler was silent At length
she replied: George. will never
marry man who rides anything but
Nhizzer No person of sense would
ride anv other machine. And rs 10
that foolish old Mr. Tires. he has no
right 10 insist that you ride horrid
buster. Come. George, try and
Van Spoke shook his head and gazed
out over the sunlit sound. There was
silence. save for the humming of the
bees in the vines that shaded the broad
veranda.
lie arose 10 his feet. and looking
earnestly at the fair girl who was re-
clining among the cushions Of the
great chair. he said slowly: Ethel
Wheeling. you have let "A machine. a
mere machine. come between us. For
tune has decreed that | must ride a
buster All bonds between Us are
broken. May you forget il; but
Il"
He turned away and STROBE rapidly
toward the end Of the veranda, where
he had left MS bicycle.
The girl buried her face among the
cushions and groaned: Il will never,
never use any wheel but Whzzer."
For a moment She wept: then She re-
covered herself and would have called
after him but he was far out Of hear
ing. spinning down the driveway ont
of the park.
As Van Spoke pedaled rapidly along
the smooth road that shrted the
sound. his heart seemed 10 him to be
resting almost on the saddle of his
wheel. 50 heavy was it. His, he felt.
was hard fate. for he loved Ethel
Wheeling with his whole soul. and
now it was all over between them.
She would not marry anot her for some
years at least He was confident that
it would be long time before She re-
covered from the effects of their sep
aration.
Then his uncle could not last much
longer. If she would only wait for
him
lie heard ping pling and looked
up. Coming swiftly toward him was
another wheel. the rider of which
had his chin almost resting on the
handle bar rs he forced his machine
along. Van Spoke caught sight Of his
face as he passed and was so unstrung
that his wheel wiggled violently and
then threw him hcadlong on the grassy
bank at the roadside.
Charley Spockett.' he groaned,
land on brand Whiz1er. Oh,
Ethel. Ethel. heartless woman"
He rose 10 his knees and Cazed down
the road just in time to see his rival
swing round a turn into the lane that
led to Wheeling's place. Aching in
every joint. in heart and in mind.
cursing himself and Sproclxett and his
venerable uncle. ne clambered once
more onto his machine and rode away
toward home.
YEARLY he worked up the hill on the
brow Of which stood the Tires house.
groom was just leading away his
unclc's bicycle as he reached the door
way. lie threw himself from his ma
chine. turned it over to the man and
went in search Of his patron. He
found him seated in n cool corner Of
the porch putting vigorously and fan
ming himself
Reuben Tires was = handsome old