The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-12-23

ter. L seem never to have recovered
from that attack Of camp fever"
Mamie was sitting on the arm of his
chair i'll another second caressingly
smoothing the thin white hair away
from his forehead.
There 1t shant work another min
ute today. 1t is the heat, dear one, and
this stuffy little room together. But
how about that great concourse of pass
ing people?"
Perhaps concourse was too extrava-
CANT word, but a good many people
have gone by. The Strongs-that is,
Mrs. Strong and Mrs Martin, in that
smart new barouche Judge Martin gave
his mother. And the Chamblisses, all
| OF them, and"-
Il know-I know. 1t is at the
church. Liza's boy is to be christened
there today. And afterward they are to
have grand dinner at Sans Souci, a
| family reunion
"And Mrs. Randall Chambliss never
thought of inviting you?"
"Oh, yes-oh, yes, indeed, fnther
Liza never forgets ME. But could not
go, you know"
"Why not?''
'They are all to be there----all Of the
Martins, father / could not be there. Z"
She got up and went back to her ma.
chine and set it in motion once more
with violent jerk. The professor turn
ed his head away from her. 1t was
| pleasanter looking out on the passersby
than in on the I've hopper and the chick
en- coops.
"Then the governor will not be like
| ly to remember that this is chess day I"
Presently he said plaintively. ~ am
afraid my affection makes me very de.
| pendent upon others.
Cant you teach me to play chess,
father, so that you shan't be dependent
upon outsiders for your entertainment?
| / think i am not too stupid to learn. I"
Her voice was pitched in a querulous
tone, an unusual thing for her under
the most exasperating circumstances.
"Strong is scarcely what one would
call an outsider" said the professor in
| mild rebuke 1--WE were drawn very
! closely to one another in the three years
we fought side by side, and many a
long, hot march we have tramped to-
| gether, sharing one canteen between us.
| The old man was all in all to me when
I was shot in the leg, my daughter
and later, when had camp fever, and
! if there is any human being above an
other to whom you and l do owe deep
debt of gratitude it is to that grand old
| man at Sans Souci.
eyes, father If ever | can pay it !
| will. And he hasn't forgotten that it is
chess day, after all. Seel'
From where she sat she could only
see that vehicle had stopped in front
| of the house. The two Grape myrtles
| that guarded the gate on either side hid
the upper part of the vehicle and Its
occupants from view. The professor
| lifted his head briskly.
"He is not alone, Mary, my dear.
Judge Martin is helping him from the
buggy. He is coming in. No, he has
got back into the buggy. Strong is
coming in by himself. He is walking
unusually fast. Something out of the
ordinary must be the matter. Meet him
at the door, at least, my daughter.
Mamie moved forward reluctantly.
Why should she go joyously to meet
this old man who had just helped to
nut an affront upon her? Was it not
almost as if he had rebuked her for her
obstinacy by driving to her very door
with Strong Martin by his side? But
her tagging feet carried her to the door
| in ample time to open it for the govern
or. who walked slowly, leaning upon
his staff heavily as he came. He nodded
to her when their eyes met
"Where is Ambrose! All, therel His
hat. Mamie. Fling those shavings of
your vest, old comrade. Here. your
crutches. Now, then, by order OF the
oueen no one is to work today. Sans
Souci proclaims it holiday. You are
wanted at the house, Ambrose, and I'm
under bonds to see that you get there in
good time for your dinner. Martin Is
waiting out there to drive you out. y
eyes, but
The prospect of drive through the
| sweet smelling woods and whole
afternoon spent on the broad, shady
veranda at Sans Souci in luxurious
idleness brought delicate flush Of
Measure to the old mans withered
cheeks. He turned his eyes wistfully on
Mamie. She stood rigidly unresponsive,
only by the nervous twisting OF her I'M
gers in and out of each other betrayine
her knowledge of what was going on
The professor delight vanished before
her sullen silence. Eyes, but-my
daughter. She
The governor brought his stick VIC
| lently down upon the floor, so near Ma
mics feet that she started involuntari
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