Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1907-03-20

his questions-"Joe, have you got to
run away?"
Eyes, I've got to-" he answered.
'Would you have to go to prison IL
you stayed?" She asked this with
breathless tensity.
I'm not going to beg father to help
me out" he said determinedly. HE
said he wouldn't, and he'll be spared
the chance. He won't mind that; no.
| body will care! Nobody! What does
anybody care what dog"
Now you're thinking of Mamiew she
cried. 81 can always tell. Whenever
you don't talk naturally you're think
ing of herv
| He poured down the last of the cot
fee, growing red to the tips of his
ears. ariel" lie said, "if ever come
back
wait" she Interrupted. would you
have to go to prison right away il they
caught your"
"Oh, it isn't that" he laughed sadly.
But I'm going to clear out. I'm not
| going to take any chances. want to
see other parts Of the world, other
kinds of people. l might have gone,
anyhow, soon, even If 1t hadn't been
for last night. Don't you ever feel that
way?"
"You know d." she said "I've told
you-how often! But, Joe, Joe, you
haven't any money! You've got to have
money to livey'
you needn't worry about that" re-
turned the master of 81 genially. "Tve
saved enough to take care of me for a
long time"
"Joe, please! know it isn't so. If
you could wait just little while-only
few weeks-only few, joe
| "What for?"
Il could let you have all you want.
1t would be such IL beautiful thing for
me. Joe. Oh, know how you'd feel.
You wouldn't even let me give you that
dollar found in the street last year,
but this would be only lending it to
| time
"Ariel!" he exclaimed and, setting his
empty cup upon the floor took her by
the shoulders and shook her till the
empty plate which had held the toast
dropped from her hand and broke into
fragments. you've been reading the
Arabian Nights!"
mo, no!' she cried vehemently.
Grandfather would give me anything.
He'll give me all the money l ask for."i
Money" said Joe. (Which of US is
wandering? Money? Roger Tabor give
you money!"
"Not for awhile. A great many things
have to be settled first"
"What things?"
"Joe," she asked earnestly, "do you
think it's bad of me not to feel things
ought to feel?'
mo"
.Then Pm glad" she said, and some
thing in the way she spoke made him
start with pain, remembering the same
words, spoken in the same tone, by
another voice the night before on the
veranda. ''I'm glad, Joe, because
seemed all wrong to myself. Uncle
Jonas died last night, and | haven't
been able to get sorry. Perhaps it's
because I've been so frightened about
you. but think not, for wasn't sorry
even before Colonel Flitcroft told me
about you"
"Jonas Tabor dead" said Joe "Why.
saw him Oh the street yesterday"
"Yes and saw him just before
came out on the porch where you were
He was there in the hall. He and
Judge Pike had been having long
talk. They'd been in some specula-
tons together, and it had all turned
out well. It's very strange, but they
say now that Uncle Jonas heart was
weak-he was an old man, you know,
almost eighty-and he'd been very anx-
ous about his money. The Judge had
persuaded him to risk it, and the shock
Of finding that he'd made great deal
suddenly
"l've heard he'd had that same shock
before" said Joe, "when he sold out to
your father"
Eyes but this was different, grand
father says. He told me it was in one
Of those big risky businesses that
Judge Pike likes to 90 into. And last
night it was all finished, the strain was
over, and Uncle Jonas started home.
His house is only little way from the
Pixies, you know, but he dropped down
in the snow at his own gate. and some
people who were going by saw him
fall. He was dead before grandfather
got there"
She put her hand on the boys arm,
and he let 1t remain there Her eyes
still sought his with tremulous ap-
peal.
God bless you, Arielw he said. "Its
going to be a great thing for YOU"
"ies-yes; 1t Is" The tears came
suddenly to her eyes. ~ was foolish
last night, but there had been such d
long time of wanting things, and now
and now grandfather and can CO.
You're going, tool" Joe chuckled.
Its heartless, suppose, but I've
settled it. We're going
81 know" he cried. you've told me
a thousand times what he's said ten
times a thousand. You're going to
Paris"
paris! Yes; that's it. To Paris,
where lie can see at last how the great
ones have painted-where the others
can show him! TO Paris, where we
can study together, where lie can Learn.
how to put the pictures he sees upon
canvas, and where r. lifl}iif
go on" Joe encouraged HE'LL NJ
want TO hear you say 1t. You don't
mean that you're going to study paint.
| it,,r -.
learn how to make such fellows as Eu.
gene ask you to dance. Go ahead and
say It,"