Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1914-02-13
CHAPTER IIl.-contlnued.

CHAP TEX ill.-CoutinuSd.
When he'd tended the horses, Iron
set up clock upon the shelf. so |
might hear the ticking as time passed
He carried In armloads from the
sleigh, he opened cases, he spilled out
sacks. lie showed me maple syrup,
try-your-strength cigars. dandy rife
with plenty ammunition, books,
clothes, candy, piano which plays
itself, then garden seeds, and all sorts
OF things which you'd have honed for
in the long ago. The place was like
q barter store, piled to the beams
with riches wasted on me, who hadn't
neighbor left Why, even Iron, who
used to think for no one but himself,
had kitten for me, warm in his peck
ct and forgotten until a case of hard
ware squashed out its best Sunday
scream Who'd ever think, too, that
30 small bundle of fur and claws
should have a purr to fill my whole
bed with joy. Surely, | loved this
world I'd so nearly quit, when after
supper Iron loosed a gramophone.
The Hudson's Bay man had shown
him special record" from England,
the angel song In Chopin's "Marche
Funebre" We had that first. the very
song she used to sing in this cabin.
times when | reckoned 1t shameful
thing for any man to cry.
It was Hates voice.
Oh, tell God, mother, that I'm very
grateful. | heard her voice filling
this place which used to be her home.
Though my wife and / are parted for
all our years-love finds a way.
A week or more had passed. and I'd
my strength again. The river had
frozen so that we could cross to the
hunting grounds beyond. and when we
came back our camp was full OF meat.
The truth is scarce, being winnowed
by many preachers, and my grains
when l try TO eat them, are mostly
husks. Iron calls me a coward. But
Polly only weighs ninety-eight pounds,
and two hundred, so that ! couldn't
have managed to feel brave fighting
her. Then Iron claims it's not the
little woman | ought to fight, but the
big evil she did in bringing all our
vettlers to death or ruin A woman's
whim is light as thistle-down. but this
ties choke the pasture unless you fight
them, and Christ himself fought to
the death against the evils which grew
rank around him. / doubt I've been
a cowardIy sort OF Christian.
I'd got so far In thinking my morals
needed repairs. when a new thing
happened, pointing out the way.
OFlynn rode over burning the trail
from the Hundred. My wife is there!
O'Flynn has seen my son, he has
spoken with Father Jared, he has
come with Kate from England, and
he left her nursing at Bolt Taylor's
bedside. She is sending Surly Brown
from Soda Creek with cable. to build
new scow, and start the ferry again.
Ransome Pollock's to manage the
Trevor ranch. Irons to reopen the
Skyline while she makes his peace
with the owners-O'Flynn wants to
ran the packing. She Is finding a doe.
TOT to take McGee's practise. fearful
George is to buy an imported stallion,
and drift him with bunch of East
oregon mares to stock my empty
pastures. The dead settlement is live
again as though there had been no
Polly &c rob. ruin, and murder among
our pioneers. And then my wife will
send young Englishmen to school
with me for training.
stroke by stroke this Mr.. O'Flvnn
comes iashing home the news into
Ivy NICE as though l were being fog
seu lie says ne hated me always
NY never desplsed me before as he
NoeS now My wife and should
1H,es clothes, only I'd be too useless
!. oman Iron says the same. anc
- l.ost uncfriatian way thrashef
~ pa pa, knocking their heads togetb
er, Ior WHITING me- L.. -. - ~