Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-05-25

that very hour he passed the
 Golden Spool In him touch
 of dignity had sobered the careless eye of youth. He was indeed comedy young man, his attire fash ionable, his form erect. Soon he was on the familiar road to Robins Inn. In the air was an odor of the narrowed earth, and up in the hills shout of greeting came out of field or garden as Trove went by. It was walk to re- member. and when he had come near the far side of Pleasant valley he could see Polly waving her hand to him at the edge of the maple grove.
 s..Supper is waiting" said she mer- rily as she came to meet him. There's blueberries and biscuit and lots of nice things"
 "I'm hungry" said he. But first. dear, let us enjoy love and kisses Then by the lonely road he held her. close to him, and each could feel the heartbeat of the other, and for quite moment speech would have been most idle and inadequate.
 "Now the promise, Polly" said he soon. T go not another step until I have your promise to be my wife," You do not think I'd let one treat me that way unless expected to mar ry him, do you?' said Polly as she fused with ribbon bow, her face rcd with bushes. You've mussed me all up"
 ''Tm to be a teacher in the big school, and if you were willing we could be married soon."
 ''Oh, dearr' said she, signing and looking up at him with smile. I'm too happy to think" Then followed { another moment of silence. in which 5, the little god, if he were near them, must have smiled
 Wont you name the day now?" he insisted. 'sOh. let's keep that for the next < chapter" said she. Don't you know supper is waittngf"
 'sIt's all Ike those tales to be contin- ned in our next" he answered, with a laugh.
 Then they walked slowly up the long Aill arm in arm.
 9s 'How very grand you leokr' said she proudly. Did you see the govern orr"
 "Yes, but he can do nothing now. It's the only cloud in the sky"
 Dear old manr' said Polly. "Werl find way to help him."
 "But he wouldn't thank us for help there's the truth of it," said Trove quickly. Hes happy and content. Here is letter that came today:
 "Dsar sidney-Think of all have said >lo thee. an. if ye remember we'll. boy. 1t -will bear thee up. Were I, indeed. as ye Believe. drinking the cup O bitterness for thy sake. know ye not the law will make 1t sweet for me7 After all have said to thee, gro ye not prepared? Is my work wasted? Is the seed fallen upon the rccksf And. if ye hold to thy view. con sider-would ye rob the dark world O the light O sacrifice? Nay ye will answer. Then say. If ye would give me peace. go to thy work. boy, and cease to waste myself with worry and foolish wander ing
 Somehow it puts me to shame" said Trove as he put the letter in his | pocket. I'm so far beneath him. I | shall obey and go to work and pray for the speedy coming of Gods jus tee"
 "It's the only thing to do," said she. ' s'Sidney, I hope now I have a right to | ask if you know who is your fatherT
 T believe him to be dead"
 "Deadw There was a note of sur prise in the word.
 "I know not even his name"
 Tt Is all very strange" said Polly. In . moment she added, T hope you will forgive my mother If she seemed to doubt you"
 T forgive all.- said the young man. ''I know it was hard to believe me in- noceHt"
 And impossible to believe you guilty. She was only waiting for more light"
 The widow and her two boys came out to meet them.
 Mother. behold this big man! He is to be my husband" The girl looked up at him proudly.
 And my sonY' said Mrs. Vaughn. with a smile, as she kissed him. "You.ve lost no time"
 "Oh. didn't intend to give up SO soon." said Polly. ''but--but the supper would have been ruined-
 "Its now on the table" said Mrs. Vaughn.
 I've news for you" said Polly as they were sitting down. Funk has re- formed"
 He must have been busy.- said Grove. -and he's ruined his epitaph' -His epItaphT'
 -Yes; that one Darrel wrote for him: Were lies Funk. O grave. where Is thy sfctoryr"
 Funk has one merit He never de- seived any one but himself" said the ~idov.
 ~Horses have run away with him zrove continued His character Is like . broken buggy. and his imaginsuon- shats the unbroken colt Every day Cor 6 long time the colt has run away with the wagon. tipping t over and dragging it in the ditch until every bolt i< loose and every spoke rsttiing and every wheel awry.-
 He walks better and complains less.- the widow answered
 -Often he stands very straight and walks Ike you.- said Folly. laughing -He thinks you are the only great