Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1905-07-14

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cd; my arms held her tightly.
Il have waited long for this" said.
"the happiest moment Of my life! 1
thought | had lost you.'
What foolish man." she whispered.
Il have loved you for years and years,
and you you could not see 1t. be-
lieve now''
She hesitated moment, her eyes 80
close to my cheek / could feel the beat
Of their long lashes.
"That God made you for me-" she
added.
Love is Gods helper" said. 'He
made us for each other"
II thank him for it. I do love you
So" she whispered.
The rest is the old, old story. They
that have not lived 1t are to be pit1ed.
When we sat down at length she told
me what ! had long suspected-that
Mrs. Fuller wished her to marry young
Livingstone.
But for Uncle Eb." she added, IL
think I should have done SO, for /
had given up all hope Of you"
Good old Uncle Eb!" said. Lets
go and tell him."
( He was sound asleep when we en-
tered his room, but woke as lit the
gas.
whats the matter2" he whispered,
lifting his head.
Congratulate u.s." l said. "we're
engaged"
"Hev We conquered herr" he inquir-
ed, smiling.
{ Love has conquered us both" said.
"Waal, swan! Is tibet so?' he an
swered. Guess won't fool away
any more time here n bed. II you
children II go in t'other room I'll slip
Into my trousers, an then yen hear me
talk some conversation
Beats the world!' he continued,
coming in presently, buttoning his sus-
penders 81 thought mos likely ye'd
hitch up t'gether some time. 'Tain't
often We can find a pair s. well matched
the same style an gated Jest about
alike. When ye goin' t git married Z"
She hasn't named the day." I said.
Sooner the better,' said Uncle Eb
as he drew on his coat and sat down.
"Used t be SO t when a young couple
he'd set up an held each others hans a
few nights they was ready fer the min
lister. Wish't We could fix 1t fer bout
Crissmus time, by lingo! They's 9TH
er things goin' t. happen then. S'pose
yer s. happy now ye can STAN little
bad news. I've got t tell We. David,s
been losin' money. Hain't never wrote
ye bout it-not a word-'cause didn't
know how twas comm out"
How did he lose it?" I inquired.
"Waal, We know that Orv Barker
runs hardware store IN Migleyyille-
ne sold him a patent right. Fingered
an argued night an day fer more'n
three weeks. It was newfangled
wash b'iler. David he thought he see
a chance t. put out agents am make a
great deal O. money. It did look lest
as easy as slidin, down hill, but when
we come t slide-waal, we found out
we was at the bottom O. the hill std
o the top, an 1t want reel good slidin'.
he paid Eve thousan' dollars fer the
right o. ten counties. Then bime by
Barker he wanted him T 60 security
fer ffteen- hunderd b'ilers thet he was
hevin' made. toll David he hedn't
better go in no deeper. but Barker he
promised big things an seemed t be
sech nice man at fln'ly David he up
an done it, WAL, he's he'd 'em t pay
fer. an the fact Is 1t costs g. much t.
sell 'em 1t eats up all the profits"
Looks like swindle," said indis.
nantly.
No. said Uncle Eb. faint no
swindle. Barker, thought he he'd a
gram good thing. He got fooled, an
the fool complaint is very ketchin'.
Got it myself years ago. an I'VE been
ldoctorin' fer 1t everssence.''
The story Of Dayid's undoing hurt
us sorely. He had gone the way Of
most men who left the farm late in life
with unsatisfied ambition.
'They shall never want for anything
SO long as have my health" said.
II have $500 In the bank, said Hope,
"and shall give them every cent OF it,
"'Tain' nuthin' t worry over" said
Uncle Eb. "If dom never lose more'n
little money shan't feel terrible
bad. We're all young yit. Got more'n
million dollars wuth o. good health
right here in this room. So well Pm
'shamed NV 1t. Mans more decent II
he's leetle bit sickly. An thet there
girl, Bill. IS agreed t marry ye! Why,
'druther hev her n this hull city O. New
York,
SO had II was my answer.
.NNaal, you ain no luckier n she is--
not Bit" he added. "a good mans
better n a gol' mine ev'ry time"
"Who knows" said Hope. "He may
be president some day"
'sTher's one thing I hate" Uncle Eb
continued. That's the idee o. heyin'
the woodshed an barn an garnet full
O. them internal wash b'ilers. Ye can't
take no decent care NV boss there n
the stable they're SO piled up.5 One nv
'em tumbled down top O. me t'other
day. 'Druther 'twould "a. been pan
ther. Made me g mad I took a club am
knocked that b'iler into q cooked hat.
'Tain't right! I'm sick O the sight Nv
'em.
They'll meke 9 good bonfire some
day." said Hope. &
Don't believe they'd burn" he an
swered sorrowfully. They're tin"
Couldn't we bury 'em7" suggested.
BE a purity costly funeral" he an
swered thoughtfully. Eyed hey t dig
a hole tleeper n Ti1nper'a dinpla