The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-04-23

rebellious and angry; II win not have
this jugglery, grandmother win not
have this done.
Good gracious!'' cried the old lady,
ARE you here, too? Why don't you
shrek a little louder, OF FIRE blunder-
buss of In my ears, or something, Sally?
OF all the aggravating people in the
world / think you are the worst, playing
at shuttlecock with my money, and not
letting me have word to say about it for
myself. III die without will now-~ses
If don't! And here goes, toog'
Mrs. Eastbell topped wildly over in
bed, and turned her back upon them.
See what your obstinacy has done"
said Sarah angrily to her cousin.
Gone moment" said Reuben: ''this 10
an idea, Mrs. Eastbell, by which large
amount of legacy duty is saved. You can.
trust Sarah--so can l."
Eyes, but how's it to end?'' said Mrs.
EastbelI.
only In one way, and that submit to
your kind consideration. Aunt" he said
in an earnest tone, "before leave Sedge
Hill shall ask your permission to pay
my addresses to my Second-cousin Sarah.
I am not worthy Of her--she knows that!
but I have learned to love her very
much within the last four-and-twenty
hours"
There was long silence before Mrs.
| Eastbell said in husky voice:
'You don't mean to say, Reuben, that
you have been thinking Of my Sally?
That would make this business very
straight and square, and as Sally's fond
of you-"
ooh, grandmamma! never said iso,"
murmured Sarah Eastbell, without lower
ing her hands from her face.
what horrible story-teller you are!'
cried her grandmother.
"It is a mercenary MATCH" said Reu-
ben; II offer myself, without a penny in
the world, to a rich young heiress, who
could do much better for herself, end
who Is far above me in every respect
who 10 even too young for me, consider
ing what an old fogy have grown Of late
days" H.
You're no great catch for Sally, GER
tainly," observed Mrs. Eastbell, but II
Sally says she'll have you, it ends the
bother of the money in a proper sort OF
way"
Gall your money to Sarah Eastbell,
it being privately understood that Sarah
is not to forget her brother Tom, or-her
second-cousin Reuben" said our hero,
taking up the pen.
Eyes, Tom and you can both trust
Sarah," Mrs. Eastbell replied.
Sarah Eastbell was even now scarcely
satisfied with the drawing up of the will
in her favor-it was not what she had
wished-had she been less confused. lesa
happy, she might have suggested fresh
additions and conditions; but she stood on
the threshold of a new world, with the
man who was the hero Of her life In the
foreground of its brightness. She seemed
to hesitate as her hands were lowered
from her face, and Reuben said mean
ingly:
"And Sarah Eastbell can trust me,
hope2"
eyes," she answered to his appeal
''but the will should Say"
"The will must say neither more mol
less than that you are sole legatee-l
will not have my name in connection with
this money" he said very firmly; land
prefer" he added in a different and
softer tone, "to be wholly at the mercy
Of my second-cousin."
Sarah said no more In argument. II
there were a man to be trusted in thu
world, it was Reuben Culwick; or If thest
were a man less likely to be moved froM
his position, 1t was surely he also. ShC
slipped quietly from the room, leaving
Reuben with her grandmother, and went
downstairs into the drawing room.
She took her place before the FIRE, fast
dying out with neglect, and thought Of
the end Of all anxiety and uncertainty
and Of the beginning of her happiness
with Reuben's love growing stronger ev
cry day, and Reuben's troubles at an enc
forever.
CTo be continued.)