Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1906-10-09

to cause your unmatched feet to stumble
in fact" said the speaker, looking up to
the sky, Il see no stars wherein you
could fix your gaze"
This somewhat strange mode OF remon-
STRANGE was delivered in a solemn manner
with appropriate gestures, and tickled Mr.
Yilliers so much that he leaned up against
a great rock abutting on the path, and
laughed long and loudly.
That's right, sir" said the stranger
approvingly; Laughter is to the soul what
food is to the body. l think, sir, the
thought is a happy one"
Villiers assented with a nod and ex'
amined the speaker attentively. He was
a man of medium height, rather portly
than otherwise, with a clean-shaven face
clearly cut features, and two merry gray
eyes, which twinkled like stars as they
rested on Villiers. He had small, we'll
shaped hands, one of which grasped a
light cane, and the other a white silk
pocket handkerchief, with which he fire..
quently wiped his brow. He seemed very
hot and, leaning on the opposite side OF
the path against a rock, famed himself
with his hat, all the time looking at Mr.
Villiers with a beaming smile.
What's your name?" asked Mr.. Vii
liers, wondering whether the portly gen
tleman was mad.
For reply the stranger dived into an
other pocket and, bringing to light
long billposter, held it up before Mr.. Vii
liers.
Read mark and inwardly digest :" he
ca III IN yn1H9ad tnpa habiud tho hill
This document set forth in red, black
and blue letters that the celebrated Wop
pies Family, consisting of twelve stat
artistes. were now in Ballarat, and would
that night appear at the Academy Of Mu
sic in their new and original comedy
called 1.-The Cruet- Stand." Act. l.: Pep
per Act H.: Mustard. Act. Ill: Vim
egar.
You. then" said Villiers, after he had
perused this document, ARE Mr.. Wop
pies"
Theodore WOpples, at your service,
said that gentleman, and rolling up the
bill, then putting it into his pocket, HI
produced therefrom a batch of tickets
"One of these" handing a ticket to Vii
liers, will admit you TO the stalls to
night where you will see myself and the
children in The Cruet-Stand'
Rather d peculiar title, isn't it?" sale
Villiers, taking the ticket.
THE play is still more peculiar, sir,
replied Mr.. Wopples, restoring the bulky
packet of tickets to his pocket, dealing
as it does with the adventures of you'd
who hides his fathers will in the crue
stand. which is afterward annexed by
comic bailiff.'
It's very kind of you to give me THU
ticket" said Villiers, in whom the gen
tlemanly instinct still survived.
Not at all; not at all" retorted Mr.
Wopples, with wink. Business, m!
boy, business. Always have a good houst
first night, so must go into the highway
and byways for an audience" and with
gracious wave of his hand he skipped
lightly down the path and disappeared
from sight.
1t was now getting dark; so Mr.. Vii
Tiers went on his way, and having select
ed mining shaft where he could hide the
nugget, be climbed up to the top of the
hill, and lying down under the shadow
of a rock where he could get good view
of Marchurst's house, he waited patiently
till such time as his wife would start foI
home.
I'll pay you out for all you've done,
he muttered to himself as he lay curlet
up in the black shadow like a noisom,
reptile. Tit for tat, my lady tit TO
tat ~