Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-01-06

YOU II nave real good home there
an chance to take things easy. You
mus come over mex summer. an, stow
a good long SPELL an visit 'round
'mongst all the neighbors. Wen ha
dretful glad to see We. There. father,s
calm, an I'll have to go. Well. good
bye to We, Gran ma, and Mrs. Hold
redge shook hands with the old woman
who could not trust herself to speak.
She followed her old neighbor to the
door with tears streaming down her
face, and stood there watching the
sleigh until it was out of sight. Then
she went back to the seat by the stove
and Rover came and laid down beside
her. Presently there was another
knock at the door,
II wonder who t is now?'' Thought
Grandma Waite, as she went to admit
the visitor. It was man in a great
fur coat, with big cap pulled well
down over his ears.
Chow are ye?" he said, as he STAMPED
the snow from his feet. Don't know
me, do We? Wall, don't wonder. I'm
bundled up SO. sh'd think you could
tell my voice, tho
ct amt Job Green, is it?" asked
Grandma Waite.
you've hit it, was the reply. .I
s'pose you want lookin' for me till
to-morrer. But wanted to see a man
over to Greensboro bout some cows
he's got to sell, an I thought I'd go
over there to-day an stop an git We
when I go back in the mornin'. Git
your traps packed an be ready bout
ten o'clock. I s'pose We hain't got
much to bother with?" with a look
about the poor little room
There amt much 'cepting me an
Rover" said Grandma Waite.
II hope you don't reckon on takin'
that dog along?" said Job Green in
surprise. 81 don't want him around
wouldn't have him on the premises for
anything. You'll hev to get red Of
him, some way"
ooh, l can't let Rover go!" cried
Grandma Waite, turning pale and
shaking all over. 81 can't! He
b'longed to Sarah's boy, that died, an
I set by him s much would by per-
son. I can't go unless he does I
WON'T" she cried with sudden energy,
called out by the fear of losing her old
friend.
"But you'll have to- said Job Green
in tone that meant his will was to
be her law. eff you don't want to
leave him to take care of himself, you
can have him shot"
"Shot!"
Grandma Waite sank down on the
floor by her old friend, and put her
arms around his neck and hid her face
In his shaggy coat, while sobs shook
her from head to feet.
II don't see the sense O. yer takin'
on se," said Job Green harshly. "He's
nothin' but dog, an can't be both
cred with him."
"Nothin' but a dog, mebbe,'' sobbed
the poor old creature, "but sometimes
dogs air better friends to us than folks
be. / can't part with him.
"Wall, 1 amt a-goin' to argy the
matter with ye,' said the man, unfeel-
ingly. ~"But the dog can't go to my
place, an that settles it. I'll take you,
jest as I've said I would, but / won't
take him. I'm a-goin now, an you
can think it over 'twixt now an the
time I come back. I hope you'll look
at it sensible, an make up yer mind to
get red of him. Shootin's a good way
fer it's quick an easy, an I've got
somethin' in my pocket to do it with.
Be reddy by ten," and Job Green was
gone.
Grandma Waite sat down by the
stove again with a strange, tense look
in her face. Rover came and laid down
at her feet. The two old friends were
very quiet for long time.
ooh, to think they want to have you
shot!" she cried out at last, getting
down on her knees and putting her
arms around the dogs neck again.
."rll die first! They sha'n't part us,
Rover" ii ~ tsts. 21r
Rover whined and put his nose
against her face. i.
81 know what I'm goin' to do"
Grandma Waite cried with sudden
energy that seemed to- make younger
woman of her. I'm goin, to- Inc
poor-house. used. to think Ia ruther
die than go there, but one can {. ole
because they want to. I don't oleeVPe
they'll refuse to let me keep, you tntere'
Rover. 1t don't seem S sef they could
when / tell them what a friend you've
been to me, an how you blonged 70
sarah's boy, that died. | can WORK
enough to pay for your keepln, !
know" .,.... ..
The night was beginning to close IN
The snow was no longer falling, N
the, west a long streak Of yellow
showed where the sun was setting as
Grandma Waite went to the window
and looked out.
we'll wait till it, gets.s laoe We
won't be likely to meet anybody an
then we'll start, she said to nezoos.