Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-10-30

youngsters, but she would not allow
herself to repine.
mere were other people, other duties
claiming her services: so, though her
DAYS were dull, she forced herself to be
content, and by degrees managed to get
up real interest in Uncle Mats chron-
icles.
!hey were painstaking and minute, but
quite devoid of any literary workman
snip; and Diana, who had read much and
deeply, grew courageous as weeks went
on, and often ventured to shorten a dis
curslVe sentence or improve an involved
one.
Uncle Nat met her hardihood with a
snarl
Put down what l dictate, please! -
would be his command; and the next
minute, Better have it your own way
IL you don't you will only spot the copy
somewhere or other to spite mel.
30 the changed phrase was substituted.
and deep down in his heart Nathaniel
felt how fortunate he was in his secre-
tary.
The old man began to limp about the
nelghboring woods, delving among green
underground and hidden insect life; for
he was now busy on the fora and fauna
of the vicinity.
Generally Diana accompanied him,
lending him her arm as he climbed the
hilly ground, and carrying botany book
and basket.
sometimes the Wears breezy little wife
ran into the house, begging for a Jelly
or gift for her poor neighbors, and
scattered the dull atmosphere of Combe
Crockett with merry gossip or cheerful
]ests; and sometimes Diana was allowed
to accept her invitation to have tea at
the rectory and game of tennis with
the big boys from Harrow.
But mostly no one came to Combe
Crockett, because no one was welcome.
I'VE want no meddling butterflies
about here!" snapped Nathaniel after a
rare visit from the pretty Lester girls
at the moat. Don't let them come
again, mind"
And so with an occasional fete day
with these hospitable girls, who persist
ed in being friendly and babe her fire.
quently to the moat, Diana's days rolled
by uneventfully.
What a lovely day, Uncle Natl" said
she wistfully one September morning as
she took her place at her accustomed
desk. Don't you think we could skip
the fossil dictation and go up to Combe
Rig for fowers?"
Il have satisfied myself that the flower
section is complete" said he testify.
"But is it, uncle? Fossils are so dull
when the sun shines gloriously."
"And fogies too, suppose" he grunt
ed. IF you escape the fossil, you en-
dure the fogy."
why should it be endurance?" she
said, fixing her eyes on him with sweet
directness at might be enjoyment OLD
things are not necessarily burdensome."
The idea of motive once more swept
over the mans warped perception
prompting him to curt laughter.
"There is the gilt about it, Ell, Diana
that even age hasn't power to tarnish
Aye, aye, wealthy old age is a very
beautiful thing in the eyes of our assid
uous rector, his diligent co-workers. anc
the whole gang of Combe Crockett para.
sites But / advies you-don't mix your.
self up with that crew"
For a moment her glance rested on hin
with grave and cold compassion.
81 wouldn't have all the wealth of al
the Indies if it made me wear black
spectacles," she said quietly.
"Pooh! Wait till you have got it
And you may as well put away you.
pen. Baked of her way woman's serv.
ice is mockery. Put on your hat and you
shall drag me to Combe Rig"