Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1904-02-16

Old Blazers Hero
By DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY.
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new arrival. who, after glaring at her
for a minute without apparent recogni-
ton, had felt his way into the front room.
fallen Immediately into an armchair and
gone TO sleep there. Then the narrator
Of these things produced the note with
which her mistress had entrusted her.
'Pm to sit up till he wakeps," she
said; "and then I've got to give him
this. But I'm afeared to go anigh him. "
Il amt" said Hepzibah. You just
run down to Mrs. Blane's and tell her
l shall stop and sleep at mothers to-
night, with my compliments, and then
run on to mothers and tell her to sit up
for me. III see this job through, any
way"
So the small servant, happy to escape,
got out by the back way and ran swift
| ly on her errand. She had scarce been
gone quarter of an hour when Hepzi-
bah. seated there in listening wrath,
heard a movement and a series of mutter-
ings, and marching bolt upright into the
front room confronted Hackett. He was
rubbing his eyes with both hands and
yawning when she first set eyes on him,
but a second later he threw his hands
aloft and stretched himself. The sudden
sight of Hepzibah glaring stonily at him
from the doorway froze him in that atti-
tude for moment, but ne recovered
himself almost Immediately.
'Hillo" he said, what are you do
ing here?"
Pm told to give you this from Mrs
Hackett," said Hepzibah, throwing the
envelope Oh the table. 1t dropped heay
lily there, and a muffied jingle arose from
/ it.
"Oh" said Hackett, staring angrily
back at her as he ~ lde a step toward
the table. Hepziba. folded her arm.
and regarded Elm uno Jmpromisingly. He
became a little restless under her gaze
and to escape It took the envelope ant
opened it. When he had read the note
he opened the package within it anC
counted its contents from one hand int
the other.
Where is Mrs Hackett?" he asked
transferring the money to his pocket.
How should | know" asked Hepzi
bah in turn. What do you want will
Mrs. Hackett? You've got what yol
came for"
VIII, finding no immediate answer t
this direct attack, tried his wrathfu
stare again, but finding himself looked
down. staggered round on his heel ant
began to look for his hat. 1t lay beside
the chair he had lately occupied. an,
having found it. he stood brushing i
with his arm, shivering sharply twice o
thrice.
Tell her I'll see her tomorrow" h,
said. fixing his hat upon his head, ant
avoiding Hepzibah's gaze.
Not l." said Hepzibah "If you'v
got any messages give 'em Yourself"
OF course this was very discourteou
and impudent; but Will was a title on
of -crts and indisposed to combat.
LET me get by" he said, advancing
toward her.
"Glad and willin'," returned Hepaibah
making room for him; 'and rare an,
pleased / should be to see the last o
you"
Even this Mr.. Hackett declined to re
sent, not caring to provoke just then an!
fuller expression of Hepzibah's senti
ments concerning him. AS well as hi
cold cramped limbs and shutting boot
would allow him, he staggered to tn,
front door. and throwing it wide opel
and closing it with bang. marched from
the house, and for that night disappeared
He turned up again next morning in
brand new suit of clothes, with linen
boots, hat, gloves and neckcloth all new
and fine. and made call upon the 50
licitor who had acted for John Howarti