Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1905-04-18

all things are subverted now; flial duty
is a thing unknown"
oh, but Aunty, of course we never
| pretend to be half as good as you were
Still l don't think that you can con-
clude that | do not love my dear father,
| because | am not one bit afraid of him"
Don't cry. child. 1t is foolish and
weak. All things are ordered for our
| good"
Then crying must be ordered for our
good, or we should be able to help it.,
ma'am. But you can't call it crying,
when l do just what | do. 1t is such a
long and lonely time; and | never have
| been away more than a week at time
\ from my darling father, until now; and
now it is fifteen weeks and five days
since | saw him! Oh, it is dreadful TO
think of it's,
Very well, my dear, it may be fifty
weeks. or fifty years, if the Lord so wills
! Self-command is one of the very first les
sons that all human beings must learn. ~
/ Yes, l know all that. And l do COM
mand myself to the very utmost. You
know that you praised me-quite praised
me Yesterday; which is a rare thing for
| you to do. What did you say then ?
! Please not TO retract, and spoil the whole
| beauty of your good word"
mo, my dear child you need not be
afraid Whenever you deserve praise.
you shall have it. You saw an old sack
with the name of 'Beckley' on it, and
although you were silly enough TO set to
and kiss it, as if It were your father,
SOU positively did not shed one tear!"
''For which l deserve a gold medal a
least. ] should like to have it for my
Counterpane; but you sent it away most
ruthlessly. Now l want to know, Aunty,
how it come to be hcre-miles. leagues,
lOngitudes. away from darling Beckley?'
Miss Patch looked a little stern again
ut this. She perceived that her duty
was TO tell some stories. in a ease of
this kind. wherein the end justified the
means so paramountly. Still every new
story which she had to tell seemed to
make her more cross than the one before;
whether from accumulated adverse score,
or from the increased chances of detec-
| tiGG.
Sacks arrive and sacks depart" she
| answered, laying down an overture dog
ma, according to the DEGREES of Provi-
| dence. Ever since the time of Joseph
sacks have had their special mission.
Our limited intelligence cannot follow
the mundane pilgrimage of sacks"
mo, Aunty, of course, they get stolen
so. But this particular sack / saw had
on it the name of a good honest man.
one of the very best men in Beckley,
| Zachary Grips. the Carrier His name
! did bring things to my mind so-aH the
parcels and good nice things that he
/ carries as if they were made Of glass;
and the way my father looks oEe: tae
| hedge to watch Eor his cart OF tie turn
of TIE lane, and his pretty sister Etty
/ sitting up as If she didn't want 10 be
/ looked at: and old Dohhin Spldshins
along. plod plod; and our Mary setting
I her cap a him vaiBly; aud tlie wy he
1 gol. ,ag his boots, as if he would
have gerry ore Of the nails ont: and
/ then dearest father calling out. Have
you brought us Her Majcstys new
/ crown. CrippsE and. Grips, putting up
| his hand like that, aEd :,rinniuS as if
/ il was a grand idea--Oh, AdRty, shall
ever see it all againE'
Well. Grace. you win lose very little
if sou don't. Unhappily You always ex-
Libit, both in word ana aetion. something
SUI viii net use at all harsh word
for lt-Somethlag 50 sadly Rnsolemn."
What can l do. Aunt? 1t really is
not my fauit. l try for FIVE minutes to-
gethsr 20 be solemn. And then there
comes something or otker-how can
tell how2-rhat proves too much for me.
| My father used 10 love - see me laugh.
He said il was quite the proper thing to
do. And he was so funny that without
putting anything into anybody's head.
he set them all off laughing. Aunty. you
you'd have been amused to hear him.
Quite in the quiet time. almost in the
evening. l have known my father make
such beautiful jokes. without thinking of
them. that often ionged for the old horn
lanthorn. 20 zee al the people laughing.