The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-04-27

didn't know I had it-honest truth, I
didn't"
Phoebe's smile was still there. faint,
but very sweet.
why did you stopT she queried.
IL didn't ask you to-"
why did stop2 Why, because l.
IL declare I'm ashamed
She took his hand and clasped II
with both her own.
I'm not" she said bravely. her eyes
Frightening as the wonder and in.
credulous Joy grew in his. I'm very
proud and very. very happy"
There was TO be big supper at the
~ Whitaker place that night. II was
an impromptu affair, arranged on the
spur of the moment by Captain Cy,
who. In spite Of the lawyers protests
and anxiety concerning his health,
went serencly up and down the main
road, inviting everybody he met or
could think Of. The captains face was
as radiant as a spring sunrise. His
smile, as Asaph said, pretty nigh cut
the upper half Of his head off," Peo-
pie who had other engagements and
would under ordinary circumstances
have refused the invitation couldn't
say no to his hearty Cant come?
Course you'll comet Man alive, want
your
invalid, Is hei" observed Josiah
Dlmick after receiving and accepting
his own invitation. well, wish to
thunder | could be took down with the
same kind of disease. I'd be willin'
to linger along with 1t quite spell
II 1t pumped me as full of Joy as Whit
seems to be. Don't give laughin' gas
to keep off pneumonia, do they? NOT
Well. I'd like to know the name Of his
medicine, that's ALL"
Supper was to be ready at @. Geor-
gianna. assisted by Keturah Bangs,
Mrs. Sylvanus Cahoon and other vol
unteers, was gloriously busy In the
kitchen. The table in the dining room
reached from one end Of the big apart
ment to the other. Guests would be-
gin to arrive shortly. Willy Mr.. Pea
body, guessing that Captain Cy might
prefer to be alone. had taken the board
Of strategy out riding behind the span.
In the sitting room around the base
burner stove were three persons-Cap-
tain -Cy, Bos'n and Phoebe. Miss
Dawes had come early" at the cap
tain's urgent appeal. Now she was
sitting In the rocker Mt one side of the
stove, gazing dreamily at the ruddy
light behind the isinglass panes. She
looked quietly. blissfully contented and
happy. At her feet on the braided
mat sat Bos'n playing with lonesome,
who purred lazily. The little girl was
happy, too, for was not her beloved
/ Uncle Cyrus at home again with all
danger of their separation ended for
| evermore?
As for Captain Cy himself, the radi-
. ant expression was still on his face,
brighter than ever. lie looked across
at Phoebe. who smiled back at him.
( Then he glanced down at Bos'n. And
all at once he realized that this was
the fulfllment of his dream. Here
was his picture" The sitting room
/ was now rs he had always loved to
think of it-aS II used TO be. He was
/ in his fathers chair, Phoebe in the one
his mother used TO occupy and he
/ tween them-just where he had sat so
often when boy-the child. The Cy
Whitaker place had again and at last
| come into its own.
He drew II long breath ana looked
about the room, at the stove, the lamp,
/ the old, familiar furniture, ut his
/ grandfather's portrait over the man
tel. Then In a fash of memory his
| fathers words came back TO him, and
he said, laughing aloud from pure hap
| piness:
'Bos'n, run down cellar and get me
pitcher of cider, won't you? There y
good feller."