The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1897-04-17

err she asked. fif S''
cry with You 90
looked al her-her eyes were ~
black. her look so kind, her NOUN ~
rosv and her teeth 50 white that toin
her all-my love. my suit to her father
and his rough refusal. could not heip
,t-after all. # was his fault. lie was
no, there: determined 10 brave MS an-
ger Besides. there is nobody Ike ull'u
persons for displaying courage unue'
certain circumstances.
NV cousin said nothing; she only reiu
down her eyes-whIle her cheeks were
as red AS those OF cherries In May
checked myself.
Are YOU angry with meY asked
trembIingly. Are you angry with me-
RoseF
she held out to me her hand. On that
my heart seething with audacity' my
head on fire, cried:
"Rose-I swear IT, ] will be your
husband And as she shook her head
and looked at me sadly | added; on
I well know that my uncle is self-will-
ed. but will be more self-willed stiil'
and since he must be forced to say
Yes will force him to say IT,.
But how" asked Rose.
All, how? That was exactly the dlf-
fculty. Rut. no matter; ] would ma
a way to surmount II.
At that moment aheavy step resound-
ed in the street Instlnctively we NOV
ed away from each other; returned to
my double-handed sword and Rose TO
keep herself in countenance. set to
busting with a corner Of her apron a
LITTLE statuette in its faded red velvet
case.
My uncle entered. Surprised at find
Ing us together, he stopped short and
looked sharply from one to the other.
We each Of us went on rubbing with
out raising our heads.
Here. take this" said my uncle,
handing me a bulky parcel from under
his arm. "A splendid purchase, you'll
see"
The subject did not interest me in the
least.
opened the parcel and from the en-
veloplng paper emerged steel helmet
but not an ordinary helmet. oh. no
n superb, a monumental morton. with
gorget and pointed visor OF strange
form. The visor was raised and tried
to discover what prevented it from be-
ing lowered.
1T will not 90 down-the hinges have
got out of order" said my uncle. but
it's a superb piece. and when 1t has
been thoroughly cleaned and touched
up will look well-that shall be your
to-moTow's job
Very good, uncle" murmured, not
daring to raise my eyes to his.
That night. on returning to my room.
at once went to bed. ! was eager to
be alone and able to think at my ease.
Night brings counsel. Ii is said. and |
had great need that the proyerb should
prove true. But after lying awake
for an hour without receiving any as
sistance | fell to sleep and till next
morning did nothing but dream the odd.
est dreams. ] saw Rose on her way to
church in a strange bridal costume. a
fourteenth century cap three feet high
on her head. but looking prettier than
ever. Then suddenly the scene chang.
ed to moonlight, in which innumerable
helmets and pieces Of old china were
dancing wild farandole. while my
uncle, clad in complete armor and with
a formidable halberd in his hand. con.
Quoted the bewllderlng whirl.
The next day-ah. the next dayLl
was no nearer. In vain. with clenched
teeth. secured the immense helmet
brought by my uncle the previous even
ing-scoured it with such fury as al
most to break the iron: not an idea
came to me. The helmet shone like n
sun. My uncle sat smoking his pip,
and watching me. but could think OF
nothing-of no way OF forcing him tc
give me his daughter.
At o'clock Rose went into the conn
try. whence she was not to return unti
dinner time. in the evening. On ths
threshold she could only make n sigr
to me with her hand; my uncle had mo-
left us alone for a single instant He
was not easy in his mind; could see
that by his face. No doubt he had MOI
forgotten our conversation OF the nrevi
GUS evening.
l went on rubbing at my helmet
You have made It quite bright
enough-put It down" said my uncle
l put II down. The storm was gath
ering; | could not do better than allow
1t to blow over.
But suddenly. as II overtaken nv q
strange fancy, my uncle took M ths
enormous morton and turned and ax
amined II on all sides.
"A handsome piece OF armor thor.
is no doubt about il: but II must hay.
weighed pretty heavily on its wearer',
shoulders he muttered; and. urged b,
know not what demon. he clapped
II on his head and latched the GORGE,
piece about his neck.
Struck almost speechless. I watched
what he was dolng-thinking only how
ugly he looked.
suddenly there was a sharp sound
as II a spring had snapped-and-crack