The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1900-10-20

and get t.# But during her a bsence:
fate ,sin the person Of Jerry, the porter
Of the firm OF Keith e Co, inter
posed. q II Ea ss NJ y.8
# Jerry had been sent to getEa box out
of Mrs. Muncie's cellar. Margaret,
supp osing him to be the Eexpressman.
sent by her hostess, went down the.
cellar with him, and pointed out the
box containing the jelly ..sss
There is no. address on IT, she.
said. H@ DO you know where it's to
go? $S5 If !:g5 II. F5s5 81 81
Yes, miss. That's all right. I've
got the b card for. il in my pocket. '"'#$$55
|s When Mrs. Muncie appeared with a
man and wagon, Margaret explained
that the box had been called for VI
IS declare, that provoking Tom
/ Grimes must have changed his mind, y
said Mrs. Muncie. ss When spoke to
him he told me he had an all day job.
and couldn't come I must pay him the
first time see him. I shan't need you.
! Petef Green z Us. q s. y 3 s
And she. supposed, of course, Marga-
\ ret had seen to the address. 4s
| 4, To Gilbert Keith, camping out with
some kindred spirits in the heart Of
+ superb scenery, was duly delivered the
! box containing Miss Jardine's jelly. 4
+ Great Scotland z! z he. exclaimed,
how were ever magazines turned into
jelly-and such jelly! But seeing
how under favored the meat and over
favored the butter to be had here,
Pm, rather glad of the transformation.
And I'll take the goods the gods pro-
vide-no questions asked. Z &. 4 $;t1
Which declaration was enthusiast
cally seconded by his companions.
Just a week later it dawned upon
1 him that there was a good deal of lone
Illness and monotony up in the noun
tains, and that it was beginning to feel
a bit chilly at night under a canvas
| tent. So as suddenly as he. had come
he packed up his traps and took his
departure. He let himself in with
his latch: key one purple and starlit
evening. <%s% - @5.3::
. - Your bad sixpence is back again,
4 Mrs. Muncie,'' he cried, entering the
parlor. - ~ III. , st. E Z. Il 5a5 - FL.
But it was not stout little Mrs. Mum
Gle who rose from the rocker, but a
fair and stately young lady, gowned in
pale blue null, with bunch of YER
benas tucked into her wide sash. !
1 II am Mrs. Muncle's guest she
said, with a smile. "My name is Mar
garet Jardine. You are Mr.. Keith, i
am sure 5 r. .sys 1 .*=s Is ss
A <sJardine! The name is a familiar
and honored one here p You had. left
Melton a short time before our firm
sIlocated6 here. I am happy to meet
Il YOU. :" s sSs 2; ;4s T. S
And when Mrs. Muincie came in
she found them chatting like old
4 friends. = r r. II.
!, = And why, Mr. Keith, y she demand
/ ed: when he stood up to say good
night, did you not send for. that box
of magazines? It's down cellar YETI |.
He laughed out like a boy. s. Z.
i ST did send Mrs. Muncie And l got
a box of jelly the most delicious jelly.
What good fairy converted literature
into jelly % ss X $ VII q 81: ]. h: !. II
Mrs: Muncie threw up he fat
4 hands. s, r. sy5sS% ~ 81 IA ..#& 5$ M
I ''And that" she cried SIS the reason
I amt heard a word from Sister Su-
san!" And then there were explana-
4 lions all around, and a. good deal OF
laughter. Three days later Miss Jar
I dine went back to the city. And it
i was not long until Mr.. Keith decided
i he had business there which required
! his personal attention. OF course, he
called on Miss Jardine He found her
calm, capable, trim Of attire, busily di-
I recting a score Of employees in the
large establishment where she worked.
i Excuse me If I appear rude, she
said, "but we are not permitted to talk
i long to isitors--unless4 on business. 2
4 But T. Z he assured her with a quiz
szical smile, have come on tremen-
dously important business. =
4. ii1T$H He went back to Melton that night
4 with q smile on his lips and song in
1 his heart. 3S9 $.iss SS2 ~
And when, in November, they drove
4 together up the main street Of the
I town she drew a queer, quick breath. ]
There are lights in my: Old home, :
8 she said. is it occupied at last ?,,''Ss..
Tt will be soon: dearest z = 81 III 7 s Is,
4 The driver turned in at the high iron
i gates and drove up the avenue
w y hat does his mean q Margare,
murmured. y
That . have Dough Rosemount,
4 dear--and that our old home is your your
new one. All, here is Mrs. Muncie to
i welcome you. Z:
The door had been flung wide. "a
i billow OF light streamed out. IL re-
j vealed the lovely amazed face Of the
bride. 5
Oh, cried Mrs. Muncie, running
4 down the steps. s I'm SO happy
Il though I've lost my; lodger! And to
think, Miss Margaret, that he should
j have eaten all y our fine jel ''s
He'll eat more before d he dies, =
laughed Gilbert Keith. . leone
home, darling!
Aged Educ. to- Resigns.
tjzs Prof w Ham Porter, for nearly 10