Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1898-11-21

order the wedding cake!"
you can't, Clyde" she replied,
though 1 almost wish you could"
That night there was an animated
discussion in the big brown house that
stood just opposite Miss Reese's more
modest house. It's bachelor owner,
Clyde Huling, was confiding his
troubles to his best friend, and the
two were deep in consultation.
Il don't see any way to reach her
through the missionaries, Jack
Duncan said. I'VE might as we'll
agree they are a necessity"
EYES," Clyde groaned, land hospi-
tails and kindergartens, and old wO-
mems homes, and founding asylums,
and
Hold on, old mani" Jack cried,
jumping from his chair; It'll never
agree to that! What's a kid without a
woman's arms around it? Now if
there was only some way to interest
7Iiss Lillian in baby! She is not the
girl to turn it over to an asylum, I
know"
"Well, there isn't" Clyde sighed.
"How are you going to interest a girl
in one baby when she has her heart
set on forty? Fate's dead against me. ,"
Fate, however, was nothing Of the
kind. In fact, for once it was inter
esting itself in a reasonable way in
Clyde's affairs, and just a week after
this time there came to Miss Lillian's
door a pink and white baby, who lay
in her arms and cooed it's way into her
heart the very first hour Of it's coming.
Great was Clyde Huling's amaze
ment and amusement when his man
reported the arrival of the tiny visitor.
tits Mr.. George Reese's baby, sir.
His wife has been ordered south by
the doctor, and the baby's to be left
with Miss Lillian until they get home.
The cook as told me, sir, says Miss
Lillian's so down on her knees a
worshippin' the child Miss Denning
can hardly get her to meetin' at
ALL"
David had given the fact very ac-
curately. In the same proportion as
Miss Lillians devotion increased
Miss Denning's dissatisfaction grew.
eff Mr.. Huling could see you giving
UP everything for that child" she
exclaimed, fhe would insist he had
proved his point. Why didn't it go
to him instead of coming here? He
would have had to take it to the
asylum
80, Adelia, think of this darling in
an asylum"
Il am thinking of it, Lillian,
have such a funny plan to propose.
Let's leave the baby on Mr.. Huling's
doorstep tonight, just to see him send
it to the nursery. He'd have to do
it, and then you would have the salts
faction of proving the need of asylums,
just as you said
80, Adelia, not for the world"
But Miss Denning had made up her
mind a sword must be put into Lii
lian's hands or there would be rank
surrender soon, and Miss Lillians
need of a companion and an inspirer
would be over Urged by this feeling,
Miss Denning talked, cOaXed and al
most threatened, until Lillian con-
scented.
Her idol was wrapped in the softest
of down comforts, tucked into big
basket, provided with bottle of milk,
and that evening baby, basket and all
were carefully deposited on the HUI
ing doorstep Then the conspirators
sat down to wait for it's temperance,
for Lillian had refused to consent to
the scheme until she had arranged
with Mr.. Huling's man that as soon
as his masters establishment had
aOated, he should suggest that the
cn--d be taken at once to the foundl
ing asylum, and then of course it was
to be brought directly home.
From an opposite window Lillian
and Miss Dening saw the door open
and the baby disappear, and then
depicted in hushed whispers, mingled
with little bursts of laughter, the
scene taking place in the house across
the street.
81 think it will take only about 10
minutes for it to reappear," Lillian
said, but Miss Denning insisted on
20. But when Llllian's 10 minutes,
dIIu I4ISS DSnu1IS . ~ QdQ pcOOCQ,
and no one issued from the house,
Lillian began to grow uneasy A quar-
ter of an hour more went by, and
she grew wild with impatience, which
was turned to disGnay when David
was seen coming across the street
without the baby. Then she flew to
the door and gasped-
Where is the baby, David? Where
is Rosamond?"
why, Miss" the startled man be-
gan, for Lillian had seized his arm
and was fairly shaking him in her
impatience, why, Miss, Mr.. Huling
seemed dreadful pleased when I car
ried the baby in. Bless it's heart,
says he, now I call this real sociable,
some ones sending me their baby.
David, how am I to raise it?" Then
| told him all about the founding
asylum and all that, straight enough,
but, bless your life, Miss, he flew into
a perfect rage. And do you think