The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1902-08-16

the s.. -lger lay: with his rabby double
chin and broken boots through which
the flesh shonp.
And do you believe him. Uncle OF
tor
Believe hlms Why, Of course do.
lie himself told me the story three
times distinctly"
III" said the girl slowly. she had
walked for only one day. his boots
would not have looked so. and if''--
'lfr' said the German. starting up In
his chair. irritated that any one should
doubt such irrefraglble evidence. "Ifl
Why. he told me himself. Look how
ho lies there" added the German pa
thetically. worn out, poor fellow. We
have something for him. though"
pointing with hls foreiinger over his
shoulder TO the saucepan that stood on
the fire. I'VE are not cooks - not
French cooks, not quite-but it's drink
able, drinkahle. l think. better than
nothing. l think" he added. holding
his head in Jocund manner that
tents OF the saucepan and his profound
satisfaction therein. "Blsh. bish, my
chicken" he said as Lyndall tapped
her little foot up and down upon the
floor. "Bish, bish. my chicken! You
Will wake him"
lie moved the candle so that his own
head might intervene between It and
the sleepers face. and. smoothing his
newspaper he adjusted his spectacles
to read
The child's gray black eyes rested on
the figure on the bed. then turned to
the German. then rested on the figure
again.
Il think he IS liar! Good night.
Uncle otto" she said slowly. turning
/ 70 the door
Long after she had gone the German
folded his paper up methodically and
put il in his pocket.
The stranger had not awakened TO
partake Of the soup. and his son had
fallen asleep on the ground Taking
two white sheepskins from the heap
OF sacks IN the corner. the old man
doubled them up and, lifting the boys
head gently from the slate on which
IT rested, placed the skins beneath It.
Poor lambie, poor lambier he said,
tenderly patting the great rough bear
like head. Tired, Is he"
He threw an overcoat across the
boys feet and lifted the saucepan from
the fire. There was no place where the
old man could comfortably lie down
himself. SO he resumed his seat Open
ing a much worn Bible. he began "a
read. and. as he read pleasant
thoughts and visions thronged on him
Il was a stranger, and We took me
in" he read.
He turned again TO the bed where
the sleeper lay.
IL was n stranger"
Very tenderly the old man looked al
him. lie saw not the bloated body
nor the evil face OF the man. bur. as
1t were under deep disguise and
fcshly concealment. the form that long
years Of dreaming had made very rea
TO him. Jesus, lover, and Is IL giver
to us weak and sinful, frail and erring
TO serve thee, to take thee n?" he said
softly as he rose from his seat Full
Of JOY. he began to pace the little room
Now and again as he walked he SANG
the lines Of a German hymn or mutter
ed broken words of prayer The littl,
room was full OF light. II appeared tC
the German that Christ was very neal
him and that at almost any moment
the thin mist OF earthly darkness tina
clouded his human eyes might be- with
drawn and that made manifest oil
which the friends at Emmaus. behold
ing IL. said, 1T Is the I.ord"'
Again and yet again. through IN,
long hours Of that night as the ole
man walked. he looked Up TO the roo
Of his little room. with It's blackrne,
rafters, and yet saw them not Hii
rough bearded face was Illuminated
with a radiant gladncss. and the nigh
was not shorter to tie dreaming sleep
ers than 10 him whose waking dreamt
brought heaven near
So quickly the night He'd that he look
ed up with surprise when at o'clocl
the first gray streaks OF summer dawr
showed themselves through the littl,
window. Then the old man turned I,
rake together the few conls that lay
under the ashes, and his son. turning
on the sheepskins, muttered sleepily {,
know If IL were time TO rise.
Lie still, lie still would only
make fire." said the old man.
Have you been up all nght?" asked
the boy.
yes; but II has been short. very
short. Sleep again, my chicken. Ii II
yet early"
And he went out to fetch more fuel.
CHAPTER Nv.