The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-12-09
"All you want, ] reckon"

next week" Oh! how hate that
phrasel
"Shucks Take your time. No hurry,
marin. I'm not needn' 1t and you're
good for yer orders"
almost fell down with surprise. Mr..
Ramsgate grinned amiably, counting
the eggs. Brother Lucas had van
ished. He returned for breakfast;
Lucas was prompt at meals.
Little did | see OF brother" as we
called him for two dayg. "Strolled
about" was his explanation.
On the third day brother hung
about the house, playing with little
Angie and following me around.
7''What do you want, brotherg |
asked at last, trihe irritated. We
had let our servant go some time be-
fore and ! was doing 1t all
ITO talk" said he "Angeline, I'm
going tonight"
so soon?" II really grieved me.
I'm sorry"
II know 1t" he said complacently
We sat on the piazza in the shade Of
the clematis and talked
"Wilt doesn't seem we'll" he began.
Hes tired" My lip quivered.
Ought to take rest my dear"
glancing at the baby, asleep on his
massive arm.
"GIe can't It's difficult to make
| both ends even see each other, Lucas.
Life isn't all sunshine"
The man actually grinned. | felt a
! quick reyulsion. Under his kindly ex.
| terror was he so utterly heartless?
why" said he, queerly 81 never
notice the clouds
We talked for a long time, but !
gained slight knowledge of Lucas; of
ifs life during recent years, his occu.
lation or he had one)E fear told
him all about my affairs He extract
ed confidence as a sponge absorbs
| water, silently, thoroughly.
| Wilton came home at five o'clock,
his thin fade white and drawn
The company, has sold out" he
groaned MY position goes to the
son OF the new yice.presldent know
Of no opening"
"Cheer up" said Lucas.
could have struck him.
Not surprising" commented he.
why, heard Of the proposed sale out
west, months ago. He that hath ears
- have great pair for gossip,
Brace up, Brother Wilton; "tis long
lane that knows no turning
ran up stairs to cry, after my hus.
band had expressed another fear.
ITS the first Of the month he
quavered. Not a bill has come in
Can the tradesmen have heard of this
change? or my disaster? Does II
mean those wretthed accounts are go
ing TO the lawyers for collection? II
So"
quite likely" interrupted Brother
Lucas; that's the way they do"
Then It was thqt left them. OF al
the cold.blooded remarks! | prayed ht
might go-quichN
lie did right after 0or Wilton ant
mel an untasted supper. For him Il
vas hearty meal with his usual chat
ter. Such absolute Indifference to oul
woe made me begin to hate the man
lie was an enigma.
"I'll send after my trunk from the
lepot" he announced, preparing to go
Farewell! long farewell to all my
greatness Angelne, goodbye, IN!
lear
His eyes were misty. Suddenly m!
niger left me. After all | should mis-
his big breezy presence. kissed hin
heartily
lie wrung Wilton's hand. Then cam,
he last straw. Five dollars will SCI
me through, old boy" he said careless
ly, II have return ticket, but IL
need something for meals
| admired my husband. "Oh! taxi
ten" he smiled, and actually gave thi
! robber his last ten'dollar bill
'Thanks!" said Lucas, with sor
OF sob, and was gone,
NO mail tonlght?" Wilton spok
YEARLY. hu.
Nothing but q circular Brothe
met the postman. What Is that on tn
card receiver" My glance naturall
turned to the usual receptacle for GU
; letters.
From the bank" Wilton picked
up. More trouble. fear | can't b.
oyerdrawn again?'
His frightened look gave place TO
wild glare OF astonishment AS he gaze
at the lnclosure.
"Oh! what?" shrieked
Nothing" he answered DULY, lik
one In sleep. MY account has beel
, credited with $4,000, that's all De
posted by Lucas Messenger, Esq"
Then he broke down, telling me t
leave him.
1t was natural perhaps, that
should go straight to brothers room
, to the place he had been, had slept
my heart was bursting,
A note on the pincushion caught m
eye in a second, weeping blindly as
was.
For me! caught my breath an
read;
Dear Sister-I had hard work carryin
out my little Joke, | own a silver min
In ~ NJ, that Is panning out the equiva
? lent OF that triie every six weeks Lon
may she pan! BY the way, took the lib
,rtV of settling with your farmer butch