Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-19

and by hiring Tor you who spoke the language to you as you worked in the field together, and that you used to walk three miles after supper to an old German, who spoke his tongue to you and lent you the German classics? We'll, when I got back to school and was tempted to neglect my studies I recalled the ef- forts you were making to educate yourself and I became ashamed of my self and really I profted by your ex- ample. I took two medals. I should never have won them but for you"
 Her companion laughed softly.
 'I did not have such good fortune in adding teacher of Italian to my fac ulty,'' he told her. He was making his way over the mountain with hand organ and a monkey and told me he was out of money. My answer to him was that needed a man 10 pick cot- ton and that I would pay him the wages of an experienced hand if he would stay with me through the sea son. He readily consented and every thing might have worked out to the glory of my perseverance. but he in- sisted on working with the monkey ou SuOu1CeE. tue l"O lOScluer proved such an attraction that all the negroes in my field gathered around him. I gave them the first day off, but when the next came and the pickers came in holiday attire accompanied by hosts of neighboring negroes called a halt. 1 paid the stroller for the day he had not worked and dismissed him. This infuriated him, and I re-
 
 I1alian-a beautiful string of oaths which may never be worth what paid for them.''
 Evelyn laughed long and heartily.
 You are the most original man I ever met" she declared. What funny experiences you do have. And did your Italian master forsake you?"
 Ronald laughed drily.
 After he had got his organ out of the barn. he began to play it in the main road, and il wasn't twenty minutes till every negro, young and old. for g. mile around was dropping his money into the monkeys cap. The trouble is the farmers in the neighborhood blamed ne with the commotion and called me a greater crank than ever." There was sound of some one coming through the woods. and David Fanshaw, barefooted and coatless, emerged carrying a gun and bag of game. Seeing them together he stared in astonishment, and shifting his gun awkwardly from one hand to the other he blurted out: II didn't know any body was heer: I was after a fyin' squirrel in that tree thar.''
 q wouldn't shoot here,'' his bcotheS admonished. 'There is party fishing little way down the stream" Without saying more the great ili- clothed fellow shouldered his gun and plunged again into the wood; this tine headed for the main road.
 Ut is ny brother David," explained Ronald to Evelyn.
 II thought he was," she said, look ing down, but don't think he is aa i all like you,'' and then it seemed to strike her that the comparison was too i great a reflection on David to he quito 1 polite, for she reddened.
 "No, we are decidedly unlike" he | came to her relief. 'ln fact, people, are constantly remarking that I am un- l like my whole family.''
 'I-I think you are very unlike them ! aI,' agreed Evelyn-s'au that have happened to sec"
 There the conversation paused. "A merry laugh came from the fishing trio and then there was low muttering of voices, in which Evelyn's name wa4 spoken by her sister.
 II think they are wondering what has become of me- said the girl. "rd
 better join them"
 He held the vines which hung over the path out of her way, and when she had gone he went back to his fish- ing; but he found himself casting an unbaited hook into the water and hold- ing his rod in tense, quivering handsa How much he had lived in those f1s
 moments! He took a deep breath. s1fy
 God" he said, II don't know what has
 come over me! Am l mad? Am
 fool enough to think-to hope-?''
 He checked himself, and opened tk1
 law book he had brought with him. Rat
 though his eyes rested on the page Apt
 twenty minutes, he read not word. Ehe 1 sun went down slowly; he saw. its 1id4f
 on the brown side of ! di4tant clftl
 creeping upward; he heard tho d3qI
 tant crack of his brother's 66A, a1s
 picking mp his thiags. he .ta1seil hcs !
 ward, s1f