Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1900-11-22


and speeding out, caught her daughter to
her breast.
For fully a minute it looked as il a
novel sort of dance were being per-
formed in the hallway; there was such
a shutting and kissing and crying and
laughing as not one Of them had ever
seen before.
Miriam was so exhausted by her suffer-
ings, and it must be added that the pres
ence of Paul Neville increased her nerv-
BUSINESS, that it was voted, nay, urged,
that she should lie down. And in order
that she might not be disturbed by the
talking that must take place, Mrs. Bines
proposed that all adjourn to her quarters,
or to the roof, where she thought they
could be out of hearing, and where the
air was always cool and pure.
Mary now became the center of inter-
est, and as she told her story, with what
Lem called "a poverty of decoration"
her fine eyes burned with earnestness,
and the light on her face made her no
ticeably beautiful. She said, in conclu-
sion:
II felt very certain that Mr.. Cheatham
could not sustain against me the charge
of abduction, so I did not let it trouble
HE, anu WAS ue1IueF SuIpI1Seu uOI ue-
lighted when the matron told me that
the charge.had been withdrawn. Cheat
ham came up to the matron's room, af-
ter the doctors arrival, and he made
tender of his services, and actually shed
tears when he told how Mrs. Hope and
Miriam had treated him.
Mary" exclaimed Lem Dodd, "do you
know what think%'
He took her hand and shook it very
heartily as he spoke.
II do not know, Mr.. Dodd; but I am
sure it is true, and to your credit, what
ever it may be-" said Mary.
"You are quite right; for I think you
are a living, walking, breathing heroine.
You are the stuff martyrs and soldiers
are made Of"
Mary blushed at this unexpected ex-
preston of approval, and Tom Bines
clapped his hands and shouted: Hi! hi!
Angkor! Angkor"
1t came out that owing to recent
false alarm of fire the floor just below
Mrs. Bines was vacant, excepting two
rooms which a sailor man had engaged
that morning.
"Now," said Mrs. Bines, wouldn't it
be nice if the young men"-she nodded at
Paul Neville and Lem-"would move
here with Mary and Mrs. Munroe, and
all their housekeepin' faint the finest
place in the world. to be sure, but it'd
be more neighborly, and I am certain
it'd be more comfortin' to Miss Miriam
than anything that could happen.
"a splendid idea, Mrs. Binesv' exclaim-
ed Lem 81 haven't heard so much solid
sense talked for year as I have by our
friends to-day! It began with the judge,
and here Mrs. Bines caps the climax with
suggestion that is at once captivating,
neighborly, sensible and easy Of execu-
ton. What do you say to it, Paul?"
Of course Paul Neville was only too
anxious to be near Miriam. He would
have been perfectly happy in camp up
on the roof if no other place offered.
With so much vigor did Lem work, aid
ed by Mary and Mrs. Munroe, that forty
eight hours after they had decided on
the move, they were all living in the
Puella street house, and just as far from
the ground as they were at Tenth and
Wilberforce.
The two sailors who occupied the two
rooms near the stairs, and the large coal
closet under the stairs below, were mys-
FERROUS fellows, who kept close to their
rooms during the day, and who went out
at night without attracting notice.
Smugg and his companion knew that
they must exercise the greatest caution to
win in the fiendish scheme in which they
were engaged, and so it was that Paul
Neville, who would certainly have recog-
nized them, never saw them, nor did he
dream of their vicinity.
d. al nj axyn
day, and he always came back with
basket of fruit or bunch Of loose flow
ers for Miriam. He was over week at
the Puella street house and yet he had
not seen her since the day she came home
so unexpectedly. 1t is true, she was not
strong and was slowly recovering from
the effect of her physical suffering and
mental anguish. 1t seemed to him that
she was making an effort to avoid him;
for one evening he caught glimpse Of
her white face as he stood at the door OF
the little sitting room, but when ne en-
tered she had vanished
It was a beautiful Indian summer even
ing, and Paul, as had been his habit since
coming to this house, clambered up to the
fat, gravel-eovered roof to watch the sun
set in liquid iris beyond the Orange
mountains, which were dimly visible
through the smoke and steam Of the great
city and the seasons golden haze.
Avoiding the network of clotheslines,
he went to corner which Tom Bines
called his flower garden" Here were
number of geraniums and fuchsias in
pots; and an attempt was made to con-
struct a bower by planting morning gio-
ries and Madeira vines in number OF
mackerel kegs, between which hoops
were arched.
To one with a vivid Imagination the
prospect from the center of the bower
might be rural or sylvan. Tom declared
that when he lay on his back in the
bower-he was too big to sit downfall
he felt transported to the country, and
he could hear the tinkling of COW bells
and the chirping of birds.
Paul was looking at the fiowers-there
were so few that he knew eacn blossom
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