Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1911-01-05

you're quite a stranger Timothy"
pursued Mrs Peters as she turned
away.
ut amt my fault" returned Tim
othy sullenly.
who's is it, then?" demanded Mrs.
Peters Indignantly. Il am surprised at
you, Timothy Simms! l thought you
had more grit than to let little peak
ed upstart like the Rev. Mr.. Niles
boss you around and say when you
can marry and when you can't"
Timothy Redeemed. 1t began at his
forehead and spread over his broad
face and down around his throat. He
clinched his great fists and shook
them passionately.
II wish l just had him here" he
muttered wrathfully; "he made a fool
Of me until it was too late for me to
make it up to Susie"
"Humph!' said Susie's mother, with
an enigmatic smile. "Ill say this
much, Timothy-the minister asked
Susan to marry him, and she wouldn't
do it. She said, No; I thank your"
do you think she'd look at me
again?'' asked Timothy eagerly.
II don't know why not. What in
goodness have you done, Timothy
Simms, that you hold yourself such
sinner, want to know"
"Well, l don't know myself exact
ly," returned Timothy sheepishly,
"only Mr.. Niles kept at me till l got
to believing that l was a terrible sin
ner and not fit to offer myself to any
good girl like Susie, so l stopped going
to see her, and after that l didn't
care what became of me. I've left the
church, and | drink sweet cider, and
l play checkers and dominos down
to the store am a backslider!'
$50 was my husband, and pa was
as good a man as you'll ever find"
returned Mrs. Peters. "Well, here's
my train, Timothy. If you amt got
anything better to do tonight you can
come around and play dominos with
me!' She smiled meaningly as he
helped her on to the train, and when
he returned to his Office there was
a light of hope in his eyes and he
whistled cheerily.
That same evening after prayer
meeting Mr.. Niles stood on the church
steps drawing on his kid gloves. He
locked the door and walked thought
fully down the path and out OF the
gate. Then he paused irresolutely for
a moment, finally turning abruptly and
walking through the short cut that led
past the Widow Peters house.
Suddenly out of the gloom there APP
peared bulky figure. Mr.. Niles start
ed timdly back. "Who is it," he
asked.
"Only me-" returned Timothy
Simms' deep voice as he hooked wise
like fingers in the clergyman's coat
collar. Just you come along of me,
sir. I've got little job for your
"What do you mean. Simms?" de
handed the indignant man. what do
you mean by this extraordinary be-
hayior?"
Timothy made no reply. He merely
frightened his grasp and hustled Mr..
Niles along until he reached the Pc
terses' home Through the gate and
into the house and finally into the
brilliantly lighted parlor, where stood
Mrs. Peters. her sister Eliza and SUI
sie-Susie, dressed in white and look
ing very rosy and timid and happy.
They all started as the minister
made his hurried entrance through
the door but none had seen the heavy
hand that had forced him through
He shook himself angrily and turned
toward Timothy, his face white with
wrath.
"Parson," drawled Timothy, with a
hard CLEAN in his blue eyes, 1--WE got
a little job for you-Susie and me-so
if you'll get around to it now We'll
be much obligedr' He took his place