Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-06-30


wan to bring a friend. and trained
walters. Furrin languages spoke.
Guests rekested not ter fee the wait
ers. All perkisites b'long to the boss.
All you want now is fire ter warm it
an somebody to perside at the bar,
which I'm him."
There was CLINT of honesty in the
rugged face and a frank tone in the
voice that inspired confidence. and Jim
led the way to where his wounded
friend lay
Purity as a picter. Ed like ter set
him up on the mantel piece ter look
at, but in a storm I'd rather tie ter
you"
He SO far yielded to the universal
dominance of the picturesque as to
kindle the fire and heat the breakfast
for the wounded boy.
Il alters goes pervided; no tellin'
what might turn up"
You had brought it for yourself,
and now you are giving it away said
Jim, who arrived at a stage where the
claims of his fellowmen began again
to appeal to him.
That's nothin'. Anybody along the
road will give me lunch. Most of
them expect ride in my wagon some
time. 1t alters makes folks gen'rous
hearted ter YOU fer you ter have
sump'n they wants.
Nov, you fellers can't stay hyer."
he said after the breakfast was fin.
ished. Its dangerous. Somebody'lI
come along and nab you en- leastwise,
my hotel is the only TRAVELLING one in
these parts, and when it moves On you
won't have no feed. Thar's a place
down hyer on the road whar you'd be
safe 'noUgh. I'll take you thar. They's
Yanks and you's rebs, | take it. but
they amt people to go back on fell
Ter what's wounded, ner one ats TAX
in keer of the unfortunit'
Yes; we're rebs. What are your
I'm a teamster," replied their host,
with an air of neutrality.
They stopped in front of cottage
with a rose vine growing over it and
pink roses peeping out brightly. A
great Newfoundland dog sleeping in
the yard arose and came to the gate
wagging his tail in friendly way
Here we are said the teamster
lifting the boy out AS he carried him
up the steps, confident of the welcome
he did not stop to ask, a girl came out
on the portico.
How are you, Rosalyn? You see
I've brought you a Johnny reb to take
care Of
The girl frowned darkly.
How dare you call him names
Maybe he was that when he fought
When he is wounded he is a southern
soldier"
"She has brown eyes" thought
Shivers, looking at her with a long
slow glance through half shut eyes
She was not defiant now, but gentle
and sympathetic, and Shivers thought
she had tears in her eyes when she
looked at him. He could not see well
He was dazed by fatigue and the pair
of his wound. Even as he looked al
her he drifted off into unconscious
ness.
When he came back to the world the
soft eyes still looked compassionately
at him. His thought went back
cropping for memory of her
you are the girl who waved the
flag at me-
ooh. but wouldn't if I had Known
that you would be wounded I'm Sc
sorry"
Sorry that | am wounded"
Eyes, and that | waved the flag"
81 am not sorry for that; | rather
liked it. Perhaps | am not so sorry
for being wounded as I was some
hours ago"
His wound had been skillfully
dressed and the pain was lessened
! Through window opposite his couch
he looked out into a mesh of pink
blossomed vines above which was a
| CLINT of blue sky, sun-bathed. And the
soft eyes yet looked at him sorrow
fully. Small wonder that his grief was
assuaged.
July dreamed into August. and Au-
| gust drowsed into September, Septem-
| Der awakened the world to a new life
and then Jack Shivers went to his
southern home leaving very sorrow
ful little maiden in the cottage under
the oak trees, but she held a sweet
i hope in her heart as he held her hand
at the parting and said. when the
| war is over"