Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1905-07-04
GRIPS, THE CARRIER
r. D. ACKMORE
Author of 81 RNA D00NE" "ALIcE LORRAINE" ETC. ETC.

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viticus were divided among all thS
nephews and nieces and cousins, and
Ilckuss himself. unhoused, unstyed, un-
larded, and unsmocked, wandered forth
with his business gone, like a Gadarens
sWinched void of swine.
The loyalty of Mrs hermitage to her
distinguished husbands memory was new
| er disturbed by any knowledge of that
fatal oodicil. Poor Mrs. Sharp, as she
slowly recovered from the sad grief
wrought by greed, more and more rev.
erentiy cherished her great husbands
nigh repute. She rejoined him In a bet
ter world without any knowledge of the
dow he had given to her sons head and
her own heart. Kit had not died from
MS fathers blow, and, like a man, con-
cealed that outrage, and, like a good son,
listened to his departed fathers praises.
But in her heart the widow felt that
some CT these might be imperlled If that
codlcll TUNED up. Long time she kept
II ID reserve, as a thunderbolt for Joan
hermitage, but finally, on Kits wedding
day to a bankers daughter, with sigh
ana prayer. she took advantage of
clear hre and rapid draught-and the
codicil flew through the chimney pot.
AS lawyers daughter, she revered
such things. In the same capacity, she
knew that now it could make no great
practical difference; for Grace was quite
sure OF her good aunt's money. And
again, as widow and mother, she felt
what a stain must be cast on the name
she loved best, * this little document ever
came to light-other than good freight.
But why should Esther have had no
mousse OF her own, as darkly limited above,
SO as TO compel her almost to descend
from tilt to tent? The reason is not far
10 seek, and he who runs may read it
without running out of Beckley.
Cripps the Carrier, now being past the
middle milestone of mans life, and see
ing every day, more and more, the gray
hars IN his horses TAIL lowered his
Whlp IN shady place, and let his reins
so slackly, and pulled his crooked six
pence out, and could not see to read it.
ana yet the sumne- sun was bright in
tne top of the bushes over him!
year a'must; zee no way out of
'un, Zachary said to his lonely self.
Etty is as good as gone already, her
cannot stand out egin' that there cell
bacy; and none else UNDERSTANDABLE the
frying pan. ] have fought agin' the
womminses, seeing all as has seen. And
better L might "a done, if l must come
TO 1t, many a time in the last ten year.
Better at last for the brown, white and
yellow, though the woman as brought
might a shattered 'em again. After all,
Mary might be a deal worse, though l
have a felt some doubt consarnirg OF
her tongue, but her hath q proper re-
spect for me, and forty puns to Oxford
bank her mother spaiketh raight of
her; and the Squire hath given me a new
horse, to come on when Dobbin beginneth
to wear out. Therefore his domestics
hath first claim; though I'd soonder
draive Dobbin than ten of 'un. What
shall us do now? Whatever shall us
dog
Zachary Grips pulled off his hat in
slow perspiration of suspense, for if he
once made up his mind, there would be
no way out of it. He looked at his
horse with a sad misgiving, both on his
own account and Dobbin's. The mar
riage of the master might wrong the
horse, and the horse might no more be
the masters. Suddenly n bright idea
struck him-a bar of sunshine through
the shade.
Thou shalt zettle it, Dobbin," he
cried, leaning over ard stroking his gin
gerly loins. 1T consarneth thee most, or
leastways quite as much. Never hath
any man had better horse Dobbin,
thou seest things as never men can tell
of. Now, if thou waggest thy tail to the
right will; and so be to the left
wun't. Mind what thou doest now. Call
upon thy wisdom, nag and give thy mas
ter honestly the sense of thy discretion"
With settled mind. and no disturb
ance, he awaited the delivery of Dob
bins tail. A fly settled on the white
foam of the harness on the off side Of this
ancient horse. Away went his tail with
a sprightly flick at it; and Cripps ac-
cepted the result. The result was the
satisfaction of Mary's long and faithful
love for him, and the happy continuance.
in the woodland roads, of the loyal race
and unpretentious course of Grips the
Carrier.