Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-06-24

walt; l want you 20 know It ALL
he went on, doggedly. When Martin
he's the Greek and Latin, you know
slipped up on u.s. there was bottle
Of whisky on the table. He took down
our names, and then he pointed at he
bottle, and said, Which one of you does
that belong TOP Nobody said any
thing, and after it began to get sort of
well, kind of monotonous, l picked
up the bottle and offered him a drink,
and put 1t in my pocket. That settled
me-"
But it wasn't yours" she averred.
His smile was rather ferocious
grin. Wasn't it? Well, I took it, any
way; and I've got it yet. Now see
here: that's my berth over there and
I'm going over to it. You needn't let
on like you know me any more"
'Fiddle!" she said, making a face 1T
him. you say that like a little boy
trying, oh, so hard, to be a man. I'll
believe you are just as bad as ban can
be, if you want me to; but you mustn't
be rude to me. We don't play cards or
drink things at Carroll College, but
some Of us have brothers, and-well,
we can't help knowing"
Tom was soberly silent for the space
of half a hundred rail-lengths. Then he
said 1T wish I'd had a sister; maybe
1t would have been different"
mo, indeed, it wouldn't. You're go
ing to be just what you are going TO
be, and a dozen sisters wouldn't make
any difference"
"One like you would make a lot Of
difference" It made him blush and
81 ch rof1 0P no Ia Of
hands; but he said it.
She laughed. That's nice. But I
mean what I say Sisters wouldn't
help you to be good, unless you really
wanted to be good yourself. They're
just comfortable persons to have
around when you are taking your
whipping for being naughty"
We'll, that's a good DEAL isn't ?"
Again she made the adorable little
face at him. do you want me to be
your sister for a little while-till you
get out Of scrape? Is that what you
are trying to say?"
He took heart of grace, for the first
time in three bad days. Say Ardea;
I'm hunting for sympathy; just as
used to a long time ago. But you
mustn't mix up with me. I'm not worth
it,
ooh, I suppose not; no boy is. But
tell me; what are you going to 90
when you get back to Paradise?"
"Why-I don't know; 1 haven't
thought that far ahead; go to work in
the iron plant and be mucker all the
rest of my life, I reckon"
And all the way along you've been
meaning to be a Minister"
He gritted his teeth. That's all
over, now; 1 reckon it's been over for
a long time"
THAT is more serious. Does your
mother know? She mustn't, Tom; 1t
will just break heart"
CAS- if I didn't know?" he said, bit
terly. But, Ardea, haven't been quite
square with you. The way 1 told it
about the cards and the whisky you
might think
Il know what you are going to say.
But it needn't make any all-the- time
difference, need it? You've been back
sliding-isnt that what you call it?-
but now you are sorry, and
mo; that's the worst of it. I'm not
sorry, the way l ought to be. Besides,
after what I've been these last two
years-but you can't understand; it
would just be mockery-mocking God.
I told you I wasn't worth your while
She smiled gravely You are such
a boy, Tom. Don't you know that all
through life you'll have two kinds Of
friends: those who will stand by you
because they won't believe anything
bad about you, and those who will take
you for just what you are and still
stand by you?"
He scowled thoughtfully at her. "Say,
Ardea; I'd just like to know how ola
YOU are, anyhow! You say things ev-
cry once in a while that make me feel
as if I we're little kid in knee breech-
es"
She laughed in his face, THAT is
the rudest thing you've said yet! But
1 don't mind telling you-since I'm to
be your sister. I'll be II a little while
after you're 49,"
Haven't you ever been foolish, like
other girls?" he asked.
She laughed again, more heartily
than ever. They say I'm the silliest
tomboy in our house, at Carroll. But 1
have my lucid intervals, suppose, like
other people, and this is one of them.
I am going to stand by you to-morrow
morning, when you have to tell your
father and mother-that is, if you want
me to-
His gratitude was too large for
speech, but he tried to look it. Then
then porter came to make her section
down, and he had to say goodnight
and vanish.
(To be continued.)
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