Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1908-10-07

iall that. Tell him SO. His heart has
ibeen hankering after mammon, and
Inow Heaven has deprived him of it.
i've had losses too. I've learned to
bear them. So must he. What is
your name?--I mean your Christian
manner
| Barbara
| oh, not Eye-dear, no. You don't
look as if that were your name
| Eve is my sister-my half-sister.
All, ha. the elder daughter. And
what has become of the little one?'
| She is well, at home, and beautiful
as she is good. She is not at an like
me-
| That is a good job--for you.
mean, that you are not like her. Is
she lively?'
! Oh, like lark. singing, dancing,
merry
of course, thoughtless, light, a
feather that flies and losses in the
breath
To return to the money. 1t was to
have been my sisters
Well, said the old man with a gig
gle, let it so remain. 1t was to nave
been. Now it cannot be. Whose
fault is that? Not mine. | kept the
money for your father. I am man
| of my word. When make a cove
nant do not break it. But my son
my SOM
Your son is now with US
You say he has stolen the money.
Let your father not spare him. There
lis no good in being lenient. Be just.
i when my son robbed me, /. did not
, spare him. ] will not lift little fin
ger to save Jasper, who now, as you
say, has robbed your father Wait
where you are; will run in, and
write something, which will perhaps
satisfy Mr.. Jordan; wait here, you
cannot enter, or your horse would run
away. What did you give for that |
cob? not much. Do you want to sell |
him? I don't mind ten pounds. He's |
not worth more. See how he hangs |
his off hind leg. That's blemish |
that would stand in your way of sell |
ing. Would you like to go over the |
factory? No charge, you can tip the
foreman shilling. No cloth weaving
your way, only wool growing; and
judging from what saw OF your
father-wool- gathering' With cacKle
the old man slipped in and shut the
door in Barbara's face.
Miss Jordan stood pating the
neck of her disparaged horse You
are not to be parted with, are you,
Jack, to an old skinflint who would
starve your
The cob put his nose on her shout
der, and rubbed it. She looked round.
Everything spoke OF soridness, only
the factory seemed cared for where
money was made. None was wasted
on the adornment, even on the decen-
cies of life.
The door opened. Mr.. Babb had /
locked it after him as he went in. He i
came out with folded letter in his
hand
Here, he said, give that to your
father
I must tell you, Mr.. Babb, that
your son Jasper is with us. He pro Il
fesses to have lost the money. He |,
met with an accident and was nearly
killed He remains with US, as sort
of steward to my father, for while,
only for while.
back, I won't have him back. / dare
say, now, it would do him good to
have his Bible. I'll give you that 10
take to him. He may read and
come 10 repentance l.
1T is possible that there may be b
other things of his he will want. II II
you can make them up into bundle,
[ win send for them. No. she said
after a pause, ! will not send for
them will take them myself X
You will not mind staying there
whilst | fetch them?' said Mr.. Babb. /
OF course you won't. You have the /
horse to hold. If you like to take a j
look round the garden you may, but
there is nothing to see. Visit the
mill if you like. You can give two
pence to boy to hold the horse IL