The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-12-14


of that little colony of heroic women
who filled the big house Mt Sans Souci
with an atmosphere Of cheerful effort
and brave endurance. without which its
desolate mistress would have been given
over to despair.
But father and lover still tarried-
tarried through the signless days when
hope, finding nothing to feed upon,
sickened and died; tarried through the
short gray days of somber winter,
when the ungathered crops of Sans Sou
eli, missing the harvester's hand, whit
ened and fell earthward, AS uncared for
as tho winters snow; tarried through
springs resurrection days, when the
birds sang Resurgens and built their
nests in the apple trees that shed their
blossoms over the tangled flower beds
in Gabriella's neglected garden; tarried
through the long, hot summer hours,
when the women applied themselves to
inventive work and Seth grew more
STOPPING with each days labor over the
growing vegetables that must be served
ON the madam s table. He had promised
to take good care of all these women,
and, with the patient watchfulness OF
faithful dog, he was doing it. Into the
inner temple of their anxieties and their
emotions he could not enter, even with
the sandled feet of reverence, but that
neither by day nor by night physical
harm should come to them he had
sworn, and he, too. was keeping the
faith, carrying about with him the
smoldering fires of his thwarted ambi
tions, Gliding himself for the mean en-
Wy that would leap up fiercely in his
heart whenever he thought of 1.-THE rest
of the fellows"
Liza was "solid comfort" to him in
those days. She would come out to him
where he was hoeing the cabbages or
watering the asparagus bed TO talk
over things" their chief topic being
Adrien's affairs.
How queerly it had all turned out
Annabel Summers, the daughter OF a
Singleton milliner, reigning almost su'
preme at Sans Souci
Liza accounted for it sagaciously;
"After all. Seth, it was the general
condition of affairs that made my task
so easy. Do you suppose if had walk.
ed up to old Mrs Strong during peace
times, with Adrien just off Oh one OF his
pleasure jaunts, and presented Annabel
and that boy with the very same evil
dence, she would even have heard me
to the end?''
"No, sir, u said Seth, drawing the
hone briskly across the edge of his hoe
mot She But it was air SO entirely
different. The governor just gone,
Adrien reported wounded, everything
that was startling and incredible be.
come everyday happenings, the boy
SO appealingly beautiful and Annabel
so conspicuously in a decline that the
milliner side of the house will soon be
eliminated, the madam so desolate and
the old house SO empty-really, the at
fair adjusted itself. Seth, Any goose
could have done as much.
Liza was thinking about all of this
herself, sitting there ON the sunny side
gallery of the big house, where the La.
marque roses clambered. Dren s modest
assertion that his grandmother could
not do without him had made her smile
and-remember. She was thinking of
that morning, IL months since 1t had
dawned, when she, trembling with nerv
BUSINESS, had gone boldly into the mad
ANS presence and told her all there was
to tell her about Adrien's wife and
child All, we'll, it had turned out all
right for ever, ody but Amy Chambliss
Poor Amyp'
"Poor who?'
She had not known she had sighed
the words audibly. She had forgotten
all about Dren. Forgotten that he was
still standing there watching his hat
grow" with his short legs planted far
apart, his tumbled yellow curls, softly
moved by the wind that filtered through
the rose trellis, lying in shining mass
es on his shoulders beautiful speci
men of the young aristocrat, whose pie
beian strain was strangely and merci-
fully hidden so far from sight.
Adrien was not given to long silence
himself, and distinctly disapproved of
them in any one upon whom he was for
the time being dependent for his enter
tainment,