Pike County press. (Milford, Pa.) 1895-1925, 1910-02-25
For Weezy

to its owner. to whom belonged acres
of the forest beyond, but its modern
style cast the humble dwellings Of
Edgeville rather in the shade.
Weezy called it a darling duck of
h house. but then, the White House
Itself wouldn't have awed weezy. She
had what Sanderson Miller called "a
superior mind" She always ran up
onto the tiny veranda and peered
eagerly into its fascinating interior
every time they passed 1t in their
walks. Sandy wanted her to love it.
He had cherished ideas regarding that
house, and Weezy, and there was near
ly enough money in the bank for its
purchase. Everybody but Weezy sus-
pectcd this. Meanwhile she accepted
his devotion contentedly. Sandy had
always looked out for her ever since
as 2 forlorn orphan, calling herself
Edelweise Weber, she had drift /
into Edgeville, and he had procured
her a home, helping" Mrs. Potter,
wife Of the lumber boss. Her future
was a foregone conclusion and in
Edgeyille, where no social strata ex-
listed. everybody approved. He was
sore older, but then she was way
beyond her years" Woezy, too. sup
posed she would marry him some day.
One morning the Edgeville News
announced that the bungalow was to
be presented, entirely free, besides
~a yes. to the winuer of a novel con-
test which the owner had devised for
he rapid clearing OF a section Of for
est he wished to utilize.
Sandy shouldeTed his axe with a set
-of his jaw that meant he'd just got to
win for Weezy, and during the follow
Ing summer he saw less and less OF
his little friend. For every tree felled
a ticket was given, and among the
contestants none knew who was
ahead.
Now, Weezy knew nothing Of all
this, and Sandy forgot that she might
risunde-stand his sudden devotion to
work and an unrealized neglect OF
ler. 80 absorbed was he in happy
plans. and so confident Of success. The
ieys were all too short for his efforts
md sundown usually found him too
'c"d tired TO enjoy anything but bed.
Il can't interest him enough to keep
I'm awake when he calls" thought
ooor Weezy; hes tired Of me-"
So when Kenneth McLane, a new
,oqer to camp, fell into the habit OF
pc yirg shadow to lonesome Weezy,
le failed to meet the rebuffs that had
| ret other ambitious swains at odd
in es.
So it came about that Ken, who
somehow had not been told about San
ly decided that he, too, must earn
:h2t bungalow. and having already en-
.ered the contest for employment. row
worked hare er than ever, except when
Weezy had a minute "otf" when Ken
needs must have one, too, tree record
IT none.
And somehow no one put Sandy
wise.
One day the ticket man." who
iked Sandy, whispered in his ear,
contrary to orders, that Sandy was
'way ahead" Feel kinder sorry for
young McLane," he said. Hes set
his heart on the house. Amt got a
,ent, and just met the right little
maid. too"
Sandy's kind heart swelled in sym
'athy for this boy with hopes so like
Is own. He thought the matter over
nd over with always the same an
wer He, Sandy, had most money
nough to build another. This lad
dn't a decent suit to his back.
But It had been for Weezy he had
died with aching limbs, skipping
'rch hours and sacrificing precious
inutes when he might have been
'i,h her, all that he might one day
,ad her up the steps of this particu
n little house and say, "It's yours
Teezy." Not for this stranger.
But way down in his heart Sandy
alt that while his record would give
i'm the legal right, circumstances
ave Ken the moral right, so seldom
ecognized.
To see his way clear with Sandy
vas TO act. Finally placing his hard
,ar,ed tickets in a cigar box, he set
,ut for the section where Ken was
ending flying great chips shared lik-
pie-es o, rle f.om out a great beeci's
'ear'.
"N--~rt these?" be said g-ufiy
Heard you were keen on the house
1cing to build on higher ground my
self
Ken, scarcely crediting his llc,
vrung sandy's hand. and later, drop
,lng his axe. hurried to Weezy. t;
ay to her what he had been waitiuG
or weeks 10 say, end to tell her o.
heir kind belefsctor.
And when Sandy called later TO te.l
Ter his story, feeling sure OF her lov
ng approval, he was met by a flushed
title whirlwind of gratitude. so he
new about her and Ken, and had
,elped Ken to win the house for them
lad ever a girl such kind friend
IND she had imagined that Sandy
wanted her himself. Wasn't It funny
But they had been just friends, hadn'
hey?"
And Sandy, with a heart like g
stone, laughed with her and wished
ler joy. Yes, just jolly good friends
and he wanted her to be happy"
Happy! With Ken and that dar
ling housei" she had exclaimed
As Sandy passed the bungalow or
his way home. he stopped with his
hard hands clasped behind his back
nd gazed long and wistfully at it. He
rad indeed tried to love his neighboI
IS himself. only to see his own hap
3iness ended like the bursting of q
bubble. But one thought came to com
l /, enra