The St. Mary banner. (Franklin, Parish of St. Mary, La.) 1889-1931, 1902-10-25
{ SAVING OF PETER.
How lie Found Something Nicer to Take
Than Ipecac.

Minna marched past her and tragic
ally held up the two bottles in from
, of her.
Minna," gasped that lady, what
| what have you been doing!'
'I2' screamed Minna. "Peter 70,
! mean."
Peter! Oh, Peter, Peter, you too
Fefer.' walled Mrs. Merriam. as sh,
sank down in chair. But wait: tbi.
| is the first time. and there is still hope.
for him. have it.' And she hurried
to her medicine shelf and came bacl,
with 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,
Minna."
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 to be no use in waiting for
Peter to drive her to early mass this
morning. She trudged along the damp
road from which the late August sun
had not yet drawn the dew. And her
feet somehow felt very heavy.
1T is a damp morning." she said,
looking against the shining mist. Here
and there dead leaf fluttered in front
of her. The sun was soft ind warm,
and the gleam of the trees deep and
dark in the glittering moisture, and yet
it all kept her thinking that winter
was near, and that she herself was
thirty-f1e. AS she passed a little
house on the road where old Anse, the
lived with about a dozen
grandchildren, she heard child's fret
ful cry. Must be it's sick. I'll have
to ask Anse."
When Minna came out of the church
she had start that must surely have
given her a nervous shock had she
been Of less hardy fibre. for there was
Peter waiting as usual.
AN why didn't you wait for me.
Mrs. SchmittY' he asked
1T was good morning to walk"
said Minna most quietly.
He helped her into the cart, and then
ne said slowly, after they were started:
1T was a very hot day yesterday"
md he switched the lines to chase the
lies of the backs Of the horses-"a
cry hot day."
But Minna was silent. After little
Peter went on: 1--WE went over a tur.
ible lot Of country yesterday, the
udge and I. I'm thankful we had a
light good supper over to Harneck's, SO
ELM tired an restin' me a minute, l |
ell asleep. It's too bad you MIXED the
ows and did that work."
"Oh, that didn't make much differ |
nce," said Minna. But there seemed
D be something that did, so after a
it Peter went on again.
"The Judge is a turrible man to
rink and treat all roun' when he goes
ectioneering. He gimme couple O
ottles to treat the boys for him. but l
let old Anse in the road this mornin'
n he told me one Of the children was
ck an he didn't feel very well him
IF, an SO l gave him the rest"
Peter had The G2ttering sense that he
as clearing himself without admit
ng the suspicion, which is really
cry delicate thing to do. So he was
le more surprised to see Minna jump
FOUND in her seat and fairly scream
, him:
"YOu did what"'
"Gave it to old Anse for the child"
'Oh," she mocred, ''for the sick
lid. It'n kill it."
but it was good stuff" said Peter
andy. "The Judge paid a dollar a
title for the bit of bottle"
But it's bad; I know it's Lad. Hurry
, and tell Anse it's bad" Peter only
AIRED at her, and almost held the
'rses at a standstill. Hurry up"
e said. and ratified the whip in its
cket. At this ominous and unaccus-
med sound, the horse plunged for
ard so suddenly that Peter had to
III them to their launches to keep F.:
EN- out Of the ditch. K
'I'll not drive step. I'll tell ye," he l
i'd, until l know what for" for i
ter could not stand bothering the !