The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1914-12-03

Of his great wealth and his many
friends he was very lonely man
This house--in itself a monument ~
his family, built in this isolated
fishing village--contains much that
is not visible; yet. IL you tear II
down, as my father says you intend
to do, and use the most valuable
parts in the construction of your new
summer home in more fashionable
resort, you will be destroying more
than mere bricks and mortar"
Gabriel Lynn looked into her eyes
and hung his head. 81 am afraid
that gave little thought to that side
of the question" he confessed Il
always thought of my uncle as
stern, self-centered, repressed man,
who cared for little else than money
Before you go home visit his pri-
vate sitting-room on the second floor
If you would better understand Mr..
Lynn" urged the girl. Then, then
you will strive to make Lynn House
into a permanent monument to the
memory of a generous-hearted lonely
man. Situated as It is, would it not
make a wonderfully beautiful home
for tired working people? Leave the
mahogany doors, and the Italian
marble mantelpieces, and the lovely
garden. Poor people crave such beau
ties. and"
Gabrie' Lynn put out protesting
hand.
"Y understand now" said he gently
"I am ashamed---and I thank you.
Miss Dexter. | am going now TO
visit my uncle's room and become
acquainted with him." He held out
his hand.
When he had gone she sat there
wifi, deem pink dyeing her cheeks.
what impertinence from the care
takers daughter!" she laughed shak-
lily. ct am very much afraid If father
had not already resigned that we
would ell be driven from this Eden!"
A half hour later she saw him
climbing the hill toward the cerne-
terry which Gabriel Lynn had beauti-
The next morning Mr.. Dexter tossed
a letter across the breakfast table.
"Mr. Lynn has changed his mind
about tearing down the house" he
said. Gle has some philanthropic
scheme in view ard wants me to as
sumo charge of the matter at salary
that can hardly refuse. what do
YOU say. my dear?"
Mrs. Dexter had much to. say in
praise OF the change Of plan, but
Fern was very silent. Her gray eyes
were gravely tender as she went
about her household tasks.
A week later Gabriel Lynn came
down. enthusiastic over the new Va
cation Home Fern avoided him. but
the young man seemed strangely con-
tented and happy.
AS the season advanced and the
new plan b0re bruit of hapniness ard
iov for many a weary city worker,
Gabriel came down ard spent the
week-ends buevine himself with
hundred details TO make the Lynn
Vacation Home perfect.
1t was the close Of Sontember when
he again pursued pink linen frock
down the nebblv beach.
It was not the reflection Of the sun
set. nor the glow of the pink frock
that flushed Ferns oh until she
looked distractinglv lovely to the
eaoer young man who came to sit be.
side her on an overturned boat.
"Fern!" he whispered
This time her ewes showed no dis
like Of him. On the contrary he was
emholdened to take her hands.
Dear" he said, "every man needs
a good woman to point the way for
him. You saved me from a selfish
deed-you made me acquainted with
the real Gabriel Lynn who builded
This house. You revealed to me the
spirit that pervaded it. You kept my
hands from desecratins it. My life
belongs to you-and I need you be-
cause love YOU! want a caretaker
fer my hearth"
Ferns answer vas entirely satisfac-
tory. and when the Dexters saw them
coming up the steps hand in hand.
they smiled tearfully at each other.
This caretaker Job looks like
life sentence. now that it's in the
family" twirkled Mr.. Dexter.
Copyright. 1914. bv the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate)