The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-12-19
;. GOD bless YOU said l.

in circle all round the tree. Yes.' said
Bonaparte. impressively fixing his eyes
on the German. "a regular, exact cir
Gle The marks of their tails were left
in the snow. and measured it after.
ward A drawing master couldn't have
done it better 1t was that saved me
If they'd rushed on me at once. poor
old Bon would never have been here to
tell this story But they came on. sir.
systematically, one by one. All the
rest sat on their tails and waited The
first fellow came up. and ! shot him:
the second fellow-l shot him: the
third shot him. At last the tenth
J came. He was the biggest of all-the
! leader, you may say.
"'Wall.' said. give me your hand
| My fingers are stiff with the cold
| There is only one bullet left. | shall
miss him While he is eating me you
get down and take your gun. and live.
dear friend. live to remember the man
who gave his life for you! BY that
time the bear was at me- | felt his
paw on my trousers.
"'Oh. Bonnie. Bonniev said the Duke
of Wellington's nephew But just
took my gun and put the muzzle to the
bears ear Over he felldead!"
Bonaparte Rlenkins waited to OBJ
serve what effect his story had made.
| Then he took out Il dirty white hand
kerchief and stroked his forehead and
more especially his eyes.
at always affects me to relate that
| oIvnnt,1ra no rap,arl.a6 raturnjpp
the handkerchief 10 .iS pocket. In
| ide-base. vile ingratitude-is re-
called by it. That man. that man. who
but for me would have persisted in the
pathiess wilds of Russia, that man in
the hour of my adversely forsook me-"
The German looked up. Yes" said
Bonaparte. Il had money, had lands.
said to my Wife: There is Africa, a
struggling country. They want CAPT
tai; they want men of talent; they
want men of ability to open up that
land. Let US go
81 bought $4,000 worth of machinery
-winnowng. blowing, reaping ma
chimes. loaded ship with them.
Next steamer l came out. wife, chill
Ufeu, All. NIOt W tue Sdpc. w uSiS Ia
the ship with the things? Lost-gone
to the bottom! And the box with the
money? Lost-nothing saved!
"My wife wrote to the Duke Of Wei
lington's nephew didn't wish her to.
She did it without my knowledge.
What did the man whose life saw
ed do? Did he send me 100000: say.
'Bonaparte, my brother, here is a
crumb? No; he sent me nothing.
"My wife said. Write l said:
Mary Ann, no: while these hands have
power to work. no; while this frame
has power to endure. no. Never shall
it be said that Bonaparte Blenkins ask
ed of any man"
The mans noble independence touch.
ed the German.
"Your case is hard; yes. that is
hard" said the German, shaking his
head.
Bonaparte took another draft Of the
soup. leaned back against the pillows
and sighed deeply.
II think" he said after awhile, rous
ing himself. 81 shall now wander il
the benign air and taste the gentle coo
of the evening. The stiffness hover:
over me yet Exercise is beneficial"
; So saying. he adjusted his hat care
fully on the bald crown of his heat
and moved to the door. After he ha(
gone the German sighed again over hi
work:
"Ah. Lord! So it is! Abr
, He thought of the ingratitude Of TIN
!, world.
Uncle Otto" said the child in TIL
doorway, did you ever hear of tel
, ,ears sitting on their tails in a circle?
}, We'll. not of ten exactly, but bear
. do attack travellers every day. 1t i
4 nothing unheard Of" said the German
A man of such courage too! Terribl
. experience .that!'
! "And how do we know that the stor
= is true. Uncle Otto?"
The Germans ire was reused.
. THAT is what ] do hate!' he criet
Know that it is true. How do 30
= know that anything is true? BecauS
:. you are told so. If we begin to questio
everything proof proof, proof-wh;
. will we have to believe left? How d
you know the angel opened the prise
door for Peter except that Peter sal
so? How do you know that God tall
ed to Moses except that Moses wro1
!. it? That is what | hate!"
The girl knit her brows. Perhal
i, her thoughts made q longer journe
= than the German dreamed of, for. maj
you. the old dream little how the
a words and lives are texts and studi,
to the generation that shall succet
a them. Not what we are taught b.
/, what we see, makes us, and the Chi
: gathers the food on which the adu
;. feeds to the end.
= When the German looked up mex
there was look of supreme satisfa
- ton in the little mouth and the beau
>, full eyes.
''What dost see. chicken?" he aske
The child said nothing, and an q
onizing Shrek was borne ON the afte