Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1895-07-03
PAwTUCKEr TRIBUNE: WEDNESDAY, JULY g. 1895.

(which fear it'll never do. You know
| Bunker claims Noah jackson, the man 20
which you paid your money, didn't have no
real title TO the property, an the judge told
| you you'd have TO look 20 jackson 10 get
| your rights"
THAT'S foldcrol! How'm goin to
| look to jackson when nobody knows where
| on the face of the earth Jackson's gone tor
| BesideSthat, IL thisAew evidence mounts
| to anything, Bunker was In league with
jackson an the place b'longs TO mo. tell
ye, 1 feel good enough TO celebrate little
myself, an I'm goin to see the boys have
good time. You hain't got no patriotism
In We, mother. The Fourth Of July oughter
be celebrated by ev 'rybody In this great an
glorious country ev'ry time IL comes
round. Now don't make no moro talk
about It. 1" NO cautioned rs he saw his wife
was about to speak again. Its no use
talkin. for have sent for the fireworks
an they'll sure be here tonight, so the boys
can shoot em off tomorrer night, an that
settles It,.
With that he arose and marched out OF
the house, leaving Mrs. Stone to her knit
ting and her thoughts.
"S'pose Elisha thinks he's goin to cele-
brate the Fourth" she murmured, but
it'll really be celebratin because he thinks
he's goin TO get the best of Bunker ut last.
Well, mebbo he will, but dunno's Bunk
ers so much To blame for he did make IL
look pretty clear he had prior claim TO
the place My opinion Is that Jackson Is
the rascal, else he'd never run away the
way he did, but there's no use sayin SO to
Elisha, he's so sot."
That night Mt dusk Lizzie Stone slipped
out by the back door and stole away down
the lane that led to the pasture. Her man
ner betrayed the fact that she feared being
seen by somc Of the family, for she paused
several times and looked back nervously
over her shoulder.
Lizzie was a pretty girl bright and
rather talented, but not without a touch
of the romantic and frivolous in her ma
ture. This however, would disappear In
later years when she came to understand
life as it really is and, for the time being,
it made her seem all the nl0re attractive to
the young men who knew'&er.
or all those young meH there was but
one for whom she really and truly cared,
and that one she met at the foot Of the
lane, which Elisha Stone had laid out In
genuine New England fashion, much to
the wonder and amusement of his western
neighbors. He was leaning on the fence
and waiting for her as she approached.
Lizzie, feared you would not comep
he exclaimed, reaching over and clasping
her hands, while she saw his eyes gleam
through the murk with a light that set her
heart fluttering and her pulses throbbing.
"I had to steal away" she replied, in
low tone, feeling that her checks were
burning. "If father'd seen me-
II should not have had that pleasure.
Thank fortune he did not see you! 1t is
cruel fate that makes our families foes
while we love each other, for you cannot
deny you love me, sweetheart"
He drew her closer, and one arm slipped
about her shoulders. She struggled and
demonstrated little, but she soon stood
with bent head listening to his impulsive
declaration of love.
"If were a scoundrel," he said, IT
might try to induce you to run away with
me, but / mean to win you by fair means,
and win you willP'
Father
"I know, sweetheart, but say you will
marry me, and 1 will find some way to OBJ
tain his consent. / will go to him tomor-
row and ask for you"
"No, mol That would ruin ALL You
don't know my fatherl He is so stern and