The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-11-30

n ~ aNz-aST
He and Seth wcre loditing for the boat.
night, it being cotton shipping season
and the Della Dean always brough
down her share and "leetle over"
And him OWN the gov nor more n h,
can pay back in lifetime. 1t bangs me
The boys got spite az in somebody III
yonder. He looks as savage as n mea
AK. He does for fact What's com,
over him is what l want to know. e"
Strong was standing in the family
group that had come down into the yard
to superintend the departure
Fetch your Sunday shawl, nanny.
Girls always puts the very things they
most needs at the bottom of the trunks.
I'll be bound, sissy'll come prancin of
that boat with nary blessed thing to
wrap up in. "
Seth does beat all He thinks of ev.
erything. He oughter been GIL his.
self. -
Mrs. Martin smiled proudly, and de-
taching herself from the family group
waddled briskly away on the errand of
Seth's devising.
Each one found something to do for
the invisible Liza. Charlie spread the
| parlor rug on the floor of the wagon,
thereby covering up multitude of
small sins in the shape of clinging cot
ton seed and wisps of oat straw. Eben
"steadied" the armchair that Liza was
| TO SIT IN by roping it securely to the
SIDES OF the wagon. Seth cautiously cir.
COMMUNICATED the turnout to make sure
that every bolt and buckle to whose
trustworthiness their darling was to be
committed was in place.
well be travelin by faith and not by
sight tonight, he said finally, signify
ing his satisfaction with the arrange
ments by giving a facetious twist to the
short lock over the near mules brow
band
Mrs. Martin returned breathless and
painting, shaking the wrinkles out of
her best shawl, diffusing a strong odor
of gum camphor by the process.
Take 1T easy, nanny. You amt no
lightweight. Save your breath. That
boat won't be long before midnight, if
then. All aboard Strongie, my lad"
Both men clambered nimbly into po-
sition on the board laid across the front
OF the wagon. Seth gathered the clumsy
leather reins into skillful grasp. With
lurch and much jingling of trace
chains the wagon got under way.
ooh, Seth -
Seth turned backward glance in di-
rection Of the group still standing at the
bottom of the steps.
You ii make Liza understand why
we thought it best to fetch her home
from Nevitt's Landing stead of lettin
her go on to town. where she'd have to
finish the night on that wharfboat with
the bugs and things for company?'
"All right, nanny" the patient
fellow called back cheerily "Git up,
mules Hitch the plank little for 'arder
Strong. Now then +"
Strong adjusted the board as he was
hidden. Pretty soon he brought his CT |
gar case into view. 1t was one of the |
luxuries he had imported from college.
No one objected to it at home A wide |
margin should be allowed a boy who |
had carried off the first honors, "and |
him not come of bookish folks. " He ex-
tended the case to Seth, who nodded his
acknowledgment of the courtesy, but
did not avail himself Of it.
mot JUS at present. I'll save it for
dessert. put fresh quid in when we
was startin, and can't afford to waste
1t. It'll help to keep me awake while
we're waitin. Thank you all the same. %
Immediately after passing through
the boundary line gate they plunged in
to dense bit of woodland which moth
ing but lifelong familiarity enabled
man to thread The wagon gave VIC.
lent lurch. Strong lurched with it,
"Phew, but it is black night; nc
moon, no starsl'
But full 'lowance OF stumps
Whoa, jeremiah Where you goin.
Kit?'
Seth laughed and pulled his mules
short to the left
II don Z so much mind Qivin Won n
shake mp, but sissy's another sort of
critter. I'm mos sorry now we didn't
berry the carriage from the madam.
Old Dol is enough better driver than
me- They say he's got eyes like a bat
can see better in the dark than he kin
in the light. Learnt that when Mr.. Ga
briel was live
THAT was Adrien's father. DO You
remember him?''
"Sorter. He worn t tho steadies' fel
low IN the world, but he's gone, peace
to his ashes. His capers never set me .
back any"
Drink"
Drink and cards, or. ruthcr cards
and drink. Tho pasteboards started him |.
down bill; the decanter finished him.