Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1901-05-09

Indeed! linen you must KNOW den-
ry Lincoln?
eyes, 1 know him." said Billy; while
George continued:
''And think but little of him, of
course?"
On this subject Billy was non-commit-
tai. He had no cause for liking Henry,
but would not say SO to a comparative
stranger. George was about moving away
when, observing a little, old-fashioned
book lying upon one of the boxes, he took,
it up and, turning to the tiy-leaf, read the
name of Crank Howard"
Crank Howard! Frank Howard!' he
repeated ''where have l heard that
name? Who is he, Bender?
HE was a little English boy l once
loved very much; but he is dead now, an
swered Billy; and George, with sud
denly awakened curiosity, said:
'Tell me about him and his family,
will you?"
Without dreaming that George had
ever seen them, Billy told the story of
Franks sickness and death-of the noble
conduct of his little sister, who, when
| there was no other alternative, went
cheerfully to the poorhouse, winning by
| her gentle ways the love of those unused
to love- and tanning the wild mood of
maniac until she was harmless as a child.
AS he proceeded with his story George
| became each moment more and more in
terested, and when at last there was a
pause, he asked, "And is Mary in the
| poorhouse noW!
II have not mentioned her name, and
pray how came you to know it?' said
| Billy in some surprise.
In a few words George related the par
ticulars of his acquaintance with the
Towards and then again asked where
both Mary and Ella were.
Billy replied that for few years back
Mary had lived with Mrs. Mason,
while Ella, at the time Of her mothers
death, had been adopted by Mrs. Camp
bell But" said he 81 never think of
Ella in connection with Mary, they are so
unlike; Ella is proud and vain and silly,
and treats her sister with the utmost
rudeness, though Mary is far mere agree
able and intelligent, and as 1 think the
| best looking"
"She must have changed very much"
answered George, ''for if | remember
rightly she was not remarkable for per-
sonal beauty"
He was going to say more, when some
one slapped him rudely on the shoulder,
calling out, "How are you, old Teller, and
what is there in Boston to interest such
a scapegrace as 1 am"
Looking up, Billy saw before him Hen
ry Lincoln, exquisitely dressed, but bear
ing in his appearance evident marks of
| dissipation
"Why, Henry exclaimed George,
show came you here? | supposed you
were drawing lampblack caricatures of
! some one of the tutors in old Yale.
What's the matter? What have you been
doingw
"Why, you see," answered Henry,
| drawing his cigar from his mouth, zone
of the sophs got his arm broken in a row,
and as l am so tender-hearted, and
couldn't bear to hear him grOan, the fac
ulty kindly advised me to leave, and sent
| on before me a recommendation to the
old man. But fixed 'em. l told 'em he
was in Boston, whereas he's in Chicopee,
so I just took the letter from the office
myself. 1t reads beautifully. Do you
| understands
All this time Henry had apparently
taken no notice of Billy, whom George
now introduced, saying he believed they
| were old acquaintance. With the cool
est effrontery Henry took from his pocket
a quizzing glass, and, applying it to his
| eye, said, I've absolutely studied until
I'm near-sighted How long have the old
! folks been in Chicopee"
| Several weeks, l think" answered
George; and then, either because he want
| ed to hear what Henry would say, or
| because of a reawakened interest in Mary
Howard, he continued, ''By the way,
L ,oJ,i
ously upon us, we were speaking of
young girl in Chicopee whom you have
perhaps ferreted out ere this, as Ben
der says she is fine looking"
Henry stroked his whiskers, which had
receixed far more cultivation than his
brains, stuck his hat on one side and
answered, why, yes, suppose that in
my way was something of b'hoy with
the fair sex, but really 1 do not now
| think of more than one handsome girl
in Chicopee, and that is Ella Campbell,
but she is young yet, not as old as Jenny
altogether too small fry for Henry Lin
coin, Esq. But who is the grip
Billy frowned, for he held Mary's name
as too sacred to be breathed by young
man of Henry Lincoln's character, while
| George replied:
Her name is Mary Howard"
what, the pauper:" asked Henry,
| looking significantly at Billy, who replied:
THE same, sir"
"Whew-wr' whistled Henry, prolong-
ing the diphthong to an unusual length,
why, she's got two teeth at least foot
| long, and her face looks as though she
had just been in the vinegar barrel and
didn't like the taste of it."
But, without joking, though, how
does she look?" asked George; while
Billy made a movement as if he would
help the insolent puppy to find his level.
well, now, old boy" returned Henry,
..I'll tell you honestly that the last time
| saw her | was surprised to find how
much she was improved. She has swal-
lowed those abominable teeth, or done
something with them, and is really quite
decent looking