Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1905-06-17

ner, than Joe Smith. the tall gypsy,
emerged from the wood with long strides
into the road and beckoned to Mr.. Sharp
urgently. The lawyer was with him In
Q moment, aud almost struck him In his
fury at what he heard.
How could you allow III You great
tinkering fool! Run to the corner where
the two lanes meet. Take George with
you. ] will ride straight down the road.
No. stop, cut the traces Of those two
horses! You jump IN one. and Black
George on the other, and of for the cor
ner At fall gallop. You ought to be
there before the cart ! will ride straight
for that rotten old jnltpr. POUNDS. II
one man 10 beat i've Of us?" Waiting
for no answer. he struck spurs into his
horse and. STOPPING over the withers,
dashed into q tangled alley, which seem
eli to lead towards the timber track.
No wonder Mr.. Sharp was In such q
rage, for what had happened was exactly
this-only much Of Il happened with
rsOre speed than words.
Cripps, the Carrier, had been put up
BY several friends aud relations to bring
things directly to point. istead Of let.
ting them 70 on, In way which was
neither one thing nor the other. Hence
It was that Hardenow, gasing betwixt
the two feather.edged boards. beheld--
just before he lost ms wits-the hOnOred
vehicle Of Cripps. with empty washing
basket standing. on its welcome home
ward road. to discharge the fair Etty at
her brothers gate. Tickuss was away
upon Mr.. Sharp's business.
Therefore the Carrier kissed his Sis
ter In the soft CLEAN Of the sunset clouds
and touched up Dobbin with a tickle Of
the whip, and that excellent nag gave
Q little grunt at fortune and resignedly
set of. Alas. when he grunted at a
light days work. how little did he guess
what unparalleled exertions parted him
yet from his stable for the night
For while Master Grips, with an
equable mind, was jogging It gently on
tho silent way, and was balancing In his
mind the respective charms Of his three
admirers, Mary HOokham, Mealy Hiss
and Sally Brown Of the "Golden Gross"
and sadly concluding that he must make
up his mind to one Of the three ere long
suddenly he beheld . thing which
frightened him more than dozen wives.
Directly In front Of them. from q thick
middle Of the lane, aud spread out her
hand to stop them. II the evening light
had been a little palcr, or even the moon
had heen behind her, q ghost she must
have been then, aud for ever. Grips
stared as II he would have no eyes any
more; but DObbin had received q great
many comforts from the little hands
spread out to him; and he stopped and
shifted. and lifted up his nose that II
might be strOked, and even possibly re-.
called with bunch Of white-blossomed
clover.
"Oh. Grips, good Cripps. you dear old
Cripps," Grace Oglander cried with great
tears In her eyes, "you never have for
gotten me, Zachary CrippsY They say
that am dead and buried. II isn't true.
not word of 1t. Dear Cripps. am as
sound alive as you are. Only have
been Shamefully treated. DO let me get
up In your cart, good Cripps. aud my
father will thank You for ever.
"But Missy, poor Missy" Grips STAN
mered out, drawing on his heart for every
word. "y0u was buried ON the seventh
day Of January, In the year Of our Lord
1898; three pickaxes was broken over
digging Of your grave. by reason Of the
frosty weather; and all Of u come to
your funeral. DO 'es 90 back. Miss,
that's dear. The churchyard to Beck
ley 10 comfortable place, and this here
wood no place for Q Christian"
"But Grips. dear Cripps, do try to lot
me speak. They might haze broken thir-
q pickaxes, but had nothing at ell "a
10 with Il. May ! get upf Oh. may ]
ct up1 Il = The only chance Of savins