Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1913-08-15

urged, and his tone showed that he
was trying. in his crude way, to i'm
press the priest with an honest dis
interestedness. "Of course, Jimmy
was entitled to his piece"
"Sure!" BFetzenger said, swelling
with the little virtue he had found to
help him.
But you say it ought to go back
to Baldwin, eh?" Ns ~
That's what we think, sir" they
chimed.
well, he can come and identify it,
said Father Daugherty. He slowly
wrapped the package up, and, unbut-
toning his long, rusty coat little way
down from the throat, stuffed the
money into an inner pocket. The
deed seemed to madden Bretzenger.
and he moved a step forward. The
two others saw his motion. The
priest did not move, but he turned a
look on them, and raised his hand, and
McQuirk quailed, a superstitious fear
in his eyes. He stiffened his arm be-
fore Bretzenger, and stayed him. And
then the priest stepped quietly to the
safe, and pushed It's door to with an
arm that seemed too weak and frail
to stir the heavy steel.
SIT looks to me, Michael" he was
saying gently, as If addressing Nc
Quirk alone, ''like personal property,
and, as I'm the administrator, sup
pose I'll have to take charge of it. II
any beside our dead friend own it, let
them come forward and prove their
claim, and identify their property in
open court.
whole affair to the probate court, and
the Judge when the time for filing
claims had elapsed, and he had waited
for the particular claim he knew
would not be presented, ordered dis
tribution Of the property. Then Fa-
Their Daugherty went to the fiat to see
Annie, bearing the bundle, the original
bundle, the bundle that had bought
the new gas franchise. Something OF
the dramatic quality in the situation
had got into the old priests heart.
He knew that Annie would appreciate
it all so much better if she could see
the fortune, and feel it, and he would
let her do so for an instant before he
put it away in the safety deposit
vaults to await opportunity for its in
yestment.
She looked at it long and long, "
ing there in the lap of her black gown
She could not grasp the amount,
though the old priest, leaning forward
with the enthusiasm Of boy shining
once more, after so many years, in
his hollow eyes, said over and over:
Look at it, my child! Feel it.
It's fifty thousand dollars! And it's
all yours!"
She patted it, tenderly and affec.
caress, so that the priest knew that
it was not for anything that package
Of money might hold for her in
material way, then or afterward, but
rather for what it gave back for a
moment to her sdesolated heart. And
the priest was glad of that, and there
after silent. He had had doubts. He
would feel better when the money had
passed out of his hands, and he
SO1u0C4uCS QuSSllCuSU WA0IuO1 II
would ever do good in any ones
hands. But he had a sense of humor,
too, a grim sense in this instance,
when he thought Of certain political
and financial circles, even if he did
dust his thin hands carefully with his
spotless handkerchief when he laid
the money! down.
Annie's eyes had filed with the
ready tears that welled to their sweep
ing, black 1ashes, and trembled there
as she raised her eyes to him.
"Ah, father" she said, she was so.
so good to me, always-and so kind!
And see how thoughtful he waste
leave me all this! Oh, Jimmy, my
poor Jimmy!"
And she rocked forward. like an old
woman, and wept.
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