The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-04-30

Jared but i'll. But providence seemed
to have taken him under its wing.
The White-haired Master concluded
to wait in the neighborhood of Har-
mony Grove until dawn, knowing that
nothing could be done in the darkness.
1t was a long, long night. The grand
father walked up and down, up and
down the whole time and though the
son of Ben Ali sat in the school house
as still as a statue he was as impa-
tient as the Master. He had built
fire in the old sheetiron stove. and the
draft rushing into this puffed like q
locomotive, and, for While, kept time
with the tramp, tramp, tramp of the
grandfather.
But dawn came at last, and as soon
as things were visible the two were in
the buggy and away. When they had
gone two or three miles toward home,
Aaron jumped from the buggy and
strolled ON ahead of the horse. 1t was
quite light by this time, and he scanned
the road carefully, searching for the
tracks made by the big wheels of the
army wagon. He could not find them
where they We're not, but when he
came to the short lane that led to Mr..
Bobs' house, he saw where the wagon
had turned in. Making sure that it had
not come out again, he waited for the
White-haired Master to come up. He
said not word. but pointed to the
tracks made by the wheels.
Now, it happened that Mr.. BObs had
his sister, Miss Elviry, for his house
keeper, Miss Elviry, was 40-odd years
old, and quite independent of servants,
and it was her habit to rise at day
break, summer and winter, kindle into
blaze the fire that had been wrapped
into blanket of ashes the night be-
fore, and proceed to cook an early
breakfast, so that her brother might
get to work at his turning lathe, or his
broom making as soon as possible. Miss
ElViry went to bed early and rose
early as u matter both of conscience
and habit. But on this particular
morning she rose earlier than usual.
She had a "feelin', as she afterwards
expressed it, that everything was not
all right. Once or twice, when she woke
during the night, she heard the house
dog uttering smothered growls and
whining, a certain sign that everything
was not as it should be. She refrained
from rousing her brother. tut she had
a good mind to. She made up for her
restraint in this matter, however, by
rising half an hour earlier herself She
kindled a fire, put on a supply of wood
to keep it going, and hurriedly dressed
herself. Then, although the stars were
shining, she unbolted the back door and
looked out. The little clubhouse in which
Mr. Bobs did his work and kept his
tools barred her vision, but she heard
unusual noises, such as the rattle of
chains and the creaking of harness
and the snorting of horses or mules.
Now. Miss Elviry was net a timid
woman. She had some of the indie
pendence and energy that would have
made her brother more prosperous had
he possessed fair share of them. So
while she was astonished at the noises
she heard, she was not alarmed. In
stead of rushing into her brothers room
to arouse him, she seized the, ak, which
was always brought in over night in
case of an emergency, and sailed out
to see what it was that had taken
possession.
The house dog heard her. and came
out from under the house fairly scream
ing with delight. for ne had horrible
night of it. Feeling himself adequately
reinforced by Miss Elviry's presence,
his briStles rose and he rushed around
the clubhouse and proceeded to bay the
back end of the wagon with the great
est fury, and his indignation grew even
greater when he heard Miss Elviry's
firm voice urging him to sic EN-,
Spot! Sic emf
The voice aroused Sweetest Susan,
but did not seem to disturb the other
sleepers. The child rubbed her eyes,
but for long moment she could not
imagine where she was. Then she re-
membered she was in the wagon when
she should be at home in bed. And,
"Ohl what viii mamma say" Dawn,
still glimmering far away, sent
glimmer of light into the wagon, and
toward this Sweetest Susan CROPPED her
way, stumbling over Drusilla, who
merely turned over with a sigh that
sounded like a groan.
WHO are you, anyhow" cried Miss
Elviry, sharply.
"Oh, it's only met answered Sweet
est Susan, whose head and shoulders
were dimly outlined against the interior
darkness of the wagon. Take me out,
please. oh, this is not home! Where
am II"
Miss Elviry went nearer; there was
something about the child's voice that
drew her "Oh, hush up, Spot" she
cried to the dog. Now you've started.
you'll never stop She went close to
the wagon end and looked at the child
as we'll as she could. What's your
name, honey?"