New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1902-07-09
TIE SAVING
OF Pc Err
By EUGENE UHLRIcH
Copyright, 19n, by Eugenteu drich
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

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" Mrs. Minna SchmiH stood at tn
kitchen door Of Merrdan's big houss
and looked at the changing west. Ev
cry moment the Tight was growing
fainter and du1ber, and still Pete
Burns did not eune IN to the supper
that had been waiting for him oVe1
two hours. This was strange Of Peter
and it would have been not only
strange but suspicious of anybody else
after having been 'lechoneering al
afternoon with the old Judge, Mrs. Mer
RAMS husband.
Mrs. Schmitt did not like the judge
The worst men in her eyes are those
who always seem SO nice and pleasant
to everybody and between times ge,
drunk and abuse their wives. II suct
men were only mean all the time, PEG
pie would not blame their wives fol
everything that goes wrong, as the
village did Mrs. Merriam when she faG
the old judge bound over to keep the
peace. Since that time the Judge had
been obliged to live at the village no
tel, and Mrs. Merriam was left in the
big house. Now when the judge want
ed to see Mrs. Merriam he drove up tt
the gate and whistled for her. Then
Mrs. Merriam put ON her best dress
and went driving with him, for the
judge was really very pleasant when
he was in 'good temper" as Mrs.
Merriam herself would have put it.
Every evening she made Peter drive
down to the hotel to see that the judge
got to bed without his boots. The judge
paid those Of his bills that he could
out of his practice, and Mrs. Merriam
paid her own out Of the place and the
summer guests" Sometimes she paid
an odd one Of the judges.
Minna could not see but what it was
much better so, though whenever she
went to the village she had to hear
something about women who wear the
pants and like remarks, which passed
for wit thereabout. But Minna, who
had had a sharp and happily short
married experience Of her own, loftily
ignored these supposed jokes, for her
German tongue was too slow to risk
answers. The delectable Peter himself,
who made possible the harmony of the
present conditions, was Irish. He drove
the judge home one day when the
Judges driving was a bit uncertain,
even for a horse that could find the
way home alone. Peter put up the
horse and looked after things that
evening, and he had been doing so ever
since. Now he was the one person who
was able to travel cheerfully the some
times slippery path between the inn
and the house at all times.
And still he did not come in. A1inna
bethought herself that she ought to go
over to the stables. Tomorrow would
be Sunday, and Peter often needed q
stitch put in somewhere. 1t was not in
Mlnna's quick fingers to see any one
untidy on Sunday if she could help it.
80 she went over to the stables-not
that she was curious or, even worse,
worried. Things did look queer. The
road wagon was standing in the drive
way, the cushion left shiftlessly on the
seat, and Peters best coat lying across
1T. After a moment Minna's sharp ear
heard deep breathing, and there on a
bench inside the door lay Peter, fast
asleep. Now Mlnna could not believe
that any man would 60 fast asleep
without his supper unless there were
something wrong. But she was used to
doing things, not standing and looking
at them. She took the cushion off the
seat and, along with the coat, carried
1t into the carriage shed. Something
hard in one of Peters pockets struck
her hand, and she knew it at once for
bottle. 1t was almost empty, and the
contents were not to be mistaken.
Then she tried the other pocket. Be
hold, another bottle!
THAT camel Of a judge she NUT
tered. He has five stomachs, and he
does not rest until everybody is like
him." The zeal to save woke in her.
and she did not ask herself whether
she had that fine zeal for every waver-
ing soul or only for Peters. She took
the bottles and hurried to the kitchen
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Mrs. Merriam met her at the kitchen
door. Where is Peter?" she asked.
Minna marched past her and tragically
held up the two bottles in front Of her.
"Minna," gasped that lady, .twhat-
what have you been doing?''
"1?'' screamed Minna. "Peter. Won
meanw -.
peter! Oh, Peter, Peter, you, too,
Peterv' walled Mrs. Merriam as she
sank down in a chair. 'tsBut wait: this
is the first time, and there is still hope
for him. have it, And she hurried
to her medicine shelf and came back
with a bottle with some brown stuff
In it. "This will make him wish he'd
never touched any election whisky In
his life. Run and slip them back, Min
ma ~ FL .T.5s + Il
Minna obeyed and then MIXED the
complaining cows, grown restless wait
Ing for Peter, and when everything
was well done she went up to her room
and cried bit. In the morning she
was up earlier than usual. There
seemed no use In waiting for Peter to
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