Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1905-06-27

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Luncheon had been set between US
the while, and as we were eating it the
butler opened big couch and threw
snowy sheets Of linen over it and silk
ell covers that rustlcd as they fell.
"You will sleep there" said my host
as his servant laid the pillows, "and
well, 1 hope
thought I had better go to my own
lodgings.
'Toc late, too late" said he, and I,
leg weary and half asleep, accepted his
profTer Of hospitality. Then, having
eaten, he left me. and I got into bed
after turning the lights out. Some
thing woke me in the dark Of the night.
There was a rustling sound in the
room. raised my head bit and lis
tened. 1t was the black curtain that
hung in the corner. imagined some
body striking 1t violently. l saw
white figure standing near me in the
darkness. 1t moved away as looked
at it. A cold wind was blowing upon
my face. lay long time listening,
and by and by could hear the deep
voice Of Trumbull as If he were groan-
ing and muttering in his sleep.
When 1t began to come light saw
the breeze from an open window was
stirring the curtain of silk in the cor
ner. I got out of bed and, peering be-
hind the curtain, saw only q great
white owl, Gagged and staring out Of
wide eyes that cleaned fiery in the
dim light. went to bed again, Sleep
ing until my host woke me In the late
morning.
After breakfasting went TO the
chalet. The postman had been there,
but he had brought no letter from
Hope. waited about home, expecting
to hear from her, all that day, only to
see 1t end in bitter disappointment.
New York was crowded city even
then, but I never felt % lonely any
where outside camp in the big woods.
The last day Of the arst week came,
but no letter from Hope. To make an
end Of suspense went that Saturday
morning to the home Of the Fullers.
The equation Of my value had OWN
died sadly that week. Now small
fraction would have stood for 1t-nay,
even the square Of It.
Hope and Mrs. Fuller had gone to
Saratoga, the butler told me. came
away with some sense OF injury.
must try to be done with Hope. There
. E. . . , T.
was no help for it. must go to work
at something and cease to worry and
lay awake Of nights. But had moth.
Ing to do but read and walk and wait
No word had come to me from the
Tribune. Evidently it was not Ian
| gushing for my aid.
began to see there was no very
clamorous demand for me in "ths
/. great emporium" as Mr.. Greeley call
/ ed 1t. began TO see, or rnougnr u1u
why Hope had SHE'D at my offer and
was now stunning me. I went to the
Tribune office. Mr.. Greeley had gone
to Washington; Mr.. Ottarson was toe
busy to see me. concluded that
would be willing to take place on
one Of the lesser journals. spent
the day going from one Office to anoth.
er, but was rejected everywhere with
thanks. I came home and sat down tc
take account Of stock. First, count
ed my money, Of which there was
about $50 left. AS to my talents
there were none left. Like the pies al
Hillsborough taven, If man came
late to dinner they were all out. ]
had some fine clothes, but no more use
for them than goose for peacock's
| feathers.
I decided to take anything honora
BILE as an occupation, even though II
were not in one Of the learned profes.
sions. began to answer advertise
ments and apply at business offices fol
something to give me living, but
with no success. I began to feel the
selfishness of men. God pity the warn
and tender heart Of youth when It be
| gins to harden and grow chill, as mine
did then; to put away its CHEEKY con
fdence forever; to make new esti
mate Of itself and others. Look out 70,
that time, o ye good people that have
sons and daughters!
must say for myself that I had 8
mighty courage and no small capital Of
cheerfulness. went to try my lucl
with the newspapers Of Philadelphia
| and there one Of them kept me In sus
| pense week to no purpose. When
came back, reduced in cash and cour
age, Hope had sailed.
| There was letter from Uncle Et
telling me when and by what steame,
they were to leave. "She will reacl
there a Friday" he wrote, land would
like to see you that evening at Ful
ler's."
| / had waited in Philadelphia, hoping
I might have some word to give her Z
better thought Of me, and that nigh,
| after such climax Of Ill luck-well,
had need of prayer for a wayward
tongue. 1 sent home good account
Of my prospects. could not brinl
myself to report failure or send To-
more money. would sooner have
| gone to work in scullery.
Meanwhile my friends at the chale
were enough to keep me in good
cheer. There was William MEG lingan, .
Scotchman Of great gift Of dignity
and a nickname inseparably connect
ed with his fame. He wrote leaders
for big weekly and was known al
"Waxy" McClingan to honor palt
ear Of wax that took the place Of {
member lost nobody could tell how
He drank deeply at times, but neyel
to the loss Of his dignity or self pos
session. In his cups the natural dig
nifty Of the man grew and expanded
One could tell the extent Of his indul
gence by the degree Of his dignity