Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1899-06-29

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Wnlte and so silent AS for Desire. it
makes my heart ache only to see her, al
ways so sweet and patient and trying for
our sakes to be cheerful. And then, when
l tnlnk of-of--Dave-I just cannot bear
it."
She leaned her head against her friends
lap and sobbed unrestrainedly.
Inc elder woman's hands fell on her
rudy hair with caressng touch. She,
TOO, was sore at heart at the thought Of
her boys cruel treatment at Delights
hands.
1T is hard, my dear child, and no one
OF US all can answer your natural ques-
ton and tell you why such things have to
be. They come into our lives by permits
sion Of our Creator, whom we can but ac-
knowledge to be infinitely wiser and holier
than we are. In His Word He has told
us that all things work together for good
to those who love Hinl-all things, Syl-
via; Delights error, Desires affliction
your fathers and mothers crushing sor-
row, your perplexity, Dawes disappoint-
ment, these and all other experiences of
our lives, day by day, hour by hour, are
working together for our good, if our
hearts are right in the sight of Him who
brings all these complex, contradictory
happenings to pass. See to it, then, that
you serve Him faithfully as a loving, obe-
dent child, and in His own way and good
time He will reveal Himself to you in a
peace that passeth understanding
''Have wearied you with my sermon %
she asked, smiling II would be far
Here they were interrupted by the
sound of horsemen. Sylvia ran to the
window in time to see them rein at the
gate. There were two of them. The
younger, a tall, slender young fellow, dis
mounted and walked up the grassy path
way. He raped smartly on the door with
his whip handle. Mistress Townsend an
swered the rather imperative summons.
Bowling low, cap in hand, the stranger
said:
eve would crave kindness at your
hands, madam. We have come far, even
from the colony of Virginia. to join the
army. 1t was our intention to push
through the rest of the way tonight; it's
but the matter of a few miles. But my
companion has been i'll all day, and can
ride no farther. If you will give us sup
per and a bed we will pay you we'll and
be grateful indeed He is Captain An
thony Randolph of the Virginia militia
and I, Harry Read, am a subaltern in his
company. We are loyal servants to the
best of causes, madam, and as such beg
your favor"
There was a winning frankness in both
speech and manner which went far to-
ward persuading her. Besides this, the
white face and evident suffering Of the
man, scarcely able, as she saw, to sit in
his saddle touched her motherly heart.
Taking it for granted that 1.-The army
they were to join was the one which an
other Virginian was slowly reducing to
some small degree of order and discipline,
she looked on these two travel-stained
soldiers as on fellow patriots deserving of
all aid.
''You are gladly welcome here" she an
svered him. heartily. Get your friend
within, and will make his bed ready and
prepare a wholesome draught Of simples.
Sylvia, child, put fresh water in the kettle
and set the table for supper. But first run
out and tell Samuel to care for and feed
the horses"
Sylvia, excited by this unexpected ar
rival and vaguely disconnected by the
bright, laughing glances Harry Read
found opportunity to throw in her direc-
An hour later the captain was sound
asleep between. cool, eetsmelling linen
sheets in Mistress Townsend's best bed,
and his young companion was sitting
down to a bountiful meal with his hostess
and Sylvia.
He was not an adept in deceit, this
handsome royalist from Virginia on his
way to Boston with secret messages to
prominent Tories there, and his conscience
troubled him not little at the ease with
which he had succeeded in binding these
hospitable souls to the true character Of
their guests. Partly to atone for his du-
plicity, partly because he saw their en-
joyment of the subject and largely for the
reason that he loved to hear the sound Of
his own voice, he told them much Of
George Washington's home in what was
then, to them, the far-distant Southland.
''My uncle's plantation is but a few
miles from Mount Vernon" he said Il
often spend weeks there at time. Many S
the day I've seen him riding over his es-
tate attended by negro servant"
81 have heard that he has great knowl-
edge Of husbandry, and that all things
are conducted with precision and econ
omy," replied Mistress Townsend.
THAT is his reputation, madam and the
goodly state Of his plantation proves it
true Whatever he puts his hand to is
thoroughly DONE"
"God grant that such will be his ac-
complishment in the great work to which
he has now been called she said, fer
vently. There is need enough of some
one strong and wise to lead our stout
hearted men on to the victory which in
the end surely awaits the right"
Subaltern Harry Read seemed on the
verge Of apoplexy. His face grew fiery
red and he choked and spluttered over a
mouthful of hot tea. Setting his cup
down with hasty motion, he wiped his
tawny mustache and made excuse.
'.Your excellent tea is but too recently
come from off the fire, madam, it would
seem, to suit my dusty throat" he de-
clared, laughing easily and bestowing up
On 0vly;o opofhor of his frnolv admirinp