The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1911-02-09

| the sum due as taxes ON the ''Cy
| Whitaker place The drafts were
signed Cyrus NJ. Whitaker"
| But this particular year. the year in
which this chronicle begins. no draft
had been received. Asaph waited a
| few weeks and then wrote to the adj
dress indicated by the postmark. His
letter was unanswered. Next to the
| harbor appropriation the question of
| what should be done about the ICY
| Whitaker place" filed Bayport's
thoughts that spring.
what in the world" repeated Bal
ley. does Heman want Of a shebang
like that? Amt he got enough al
readyY
| His friend shook his head.
"'Pears not" he said. Il Judge it's
this way. Bailey-Heman. he's a proud
| man
"Well. amt he got a right to be
| proud? CaIlate you and med be proud
if we was able to carry as much sail
as he does. wouldn't weT'
Yes, l guess like we would But
you needn't get red in. the face and
strain your biler just because said
that amt fndin' fault with He
man. I'm only tellin' you He's
proud as ! said. and his wife,
"She's dead this four year. What
are you resurrectin' her for?"
Land! You're peppery as West
Injy omelet this mornin' Let me
alone till I've finished His wife when
she was alive. she was proud too. And
his daughter Alicia, she's eight year
old now, and by and by she'll be
grown up into high toned young wo-
man. Well, Heman is fursighted, and
when there'll be young rich fellers-
senator's and-and-well. counts and
lords. maybe-cruisin' down here
courtin' her. presume he don't want
those swells to sit on his front piazza
and see the crows buildin' nests in the
ruins acrost the road, If there's sale
for taxes he wants to be fust bidder
Then when the place is his he can
tear down or rebuild just as he sees
fit. Seer"
Eyes. see Well, / feel about that
the way Joe Dimick felt when he
heard the doctor had told Elviry Pep
per she must stop singin' in the choir
or lose her voice altogether, which
ever happens II be a unrc -las It.,
says Cap'n Joe, and -lav@r Gsoian
does II help the Wa,1asC! p.4ce
What did you decide fac Eslin :"
"Nothin.' We can't 30. iae " }ye
amt sure about the la, md 81 "aat
to wait spell, anyhoI Sut nov
how twill end. Atkins s.; Il.s place.
He always gets what ne wants 81
man does,
"Well," sighed Mr.. BE IS, $50 t&A. |
be the end Of the old " a!s>a - y
hey? Sho. things chan e Is s '-i'e :
lifetime. don't they? Y ard r. nsb
remember. Ase. when ~ Il At.
taker was one Of the b l2cs we
had in this town. So @ ISIS J
afore him, the Cap'n Cy .uat built the
house. I wonder the looks of things
here now don't bring them two ap
out of their graves. Do you remem-
Der young Cy-'Whit' we used to call
him. or 'Reddy Whit count Of his
red hair?''
Remember Whit? Well. should
say l did He was holy terror
yes, sir! Want no monkey shines
or didos cut up in this town that
young Cy want into. Fur's that goes,
you and ME was in 'em, too, Bailey.
We was all holy terrors then. Young
ones nowadays amt got the spunk we
used to have"
His friend chuckled.
That's So" be declared. that's
SO. Whit was good hearted boy. too.
but full of the Old Scratch and as sot
In his ways as his dad. and II Cap'n
Cy want sot then there amt no sot
ness. You'll go to college and be
parson,' says the cap'n. IN go to sea
and be sailor. same as you DONE
says Whit. And he did. too. run away
one night. took the packet to Boston
and shipped aboard an Australian clip
per. Cap'n Cy didn't go after him to
fetch him home. No sir-ee-not o
fetch. Sent him letter plumb to
N1CAOouiucs uuO says ue LOU w
made your bed; now lay in it Don't
you never dast to come back to me or
your ma he says. And Whit didn't:
he want that kind"
Pretty nigh killed the old lady
Wits ma-that did," unused Asaph
"She died little spell afterward And
the old man pined away, too, but be
never give in or asked the boy to come
back. Stubborn as all get out to the
end he was and willed the place, all
he had left. to them Howes folks
And nice mess they made Of It.
Young Cy he'-
Young Cyl? interrupted Bailey.
Were always calm him young Cy,'
and yet when you come to think of it
he must be pretty nigh fifty-fve now.
most as old as you and l be- Wonder
It he'll ever come back here"
'You bet he won'tv' was the oracular
reply. Hes made all kinds Of money,
they say, out Of hides and such. What
he ever bought his dads old place for
/ can't see. He'll. never come back
to these common, one horse ATTITUDES.
~ A.