The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-04-09

too fine and shiny, and cost q sight q
money To- an old whisky runner like
me. wouldn't get that leg out In the
rain and mud 70, q prettyl So we HUNG
1t up In the parlor."
"But Uncle Mich"
FINEST leg. I reckon, I'm this we're hull
government! And yere's' another man
who knows Louisany where the birds
they sing so sweet-way down river
where Aurelie done come FRONT"
There was a scurry. Ladeau was out
and beaming on Curran, terrierwise.
l"OP Mich"--he cried-"we struck up,
.talkin' dem OIL days! And / come offer
my legal knowledge to dis case, Wiley"
Legal knowledge7" Curran had put
the unpleasihg fact of Iaadeau away
weeks ago-and had paid him pittances
Of money. Now he was reminded
of Pittsburgh when ] was In Kansas.
All. dat law-it hurt my healt'. So I
carry bats for RUDE. But dat law, I
know heem. ! advise m'sieu In dis
trouble" 3 s. p|o, H. ~
THE Lord will direct me-" Johns
deep voice had the majesty with which
martyrs walk to the stake. The iron
was Al Alb SOuL SuETHn L6lL the vanity
or argument. But Ladeau shifted Of
some compromise he was about to
make. He went on with a great ha-
rangue Of terms and settlements, while
the Dane sat in his Cromwellian faith
in the right and grimly listened. On
n table was a shotgun, and hanging
on the wall, a repeating rifle. Outside
his lean hounds watched the road with
instant warning of approach.
But here's your family. John? What
for them?" >"
God viii answer. So I told the sher-
IN. Mr.. Curran. when he came to see
me. An eye for an eye. a tooth for a
tooth SO told him, and he went
away. The holiness brethren have
prayed with me. Mr.. Curran, and they
tell me God will see my cause Just"
Wiley reasoned charitably that this
was to be expected OF a university that
had no windows open to the sunny
side. John. I'd think twice"
Ladeau beamed overwhelmingly. ~
have fought for m'sieu. MY legal
knowledge. Tree t'ousand dollars we
demand. / stand by m'sieu to get hees
right: Name Of God-no2 Den we
Curran turned sharply on him. "Now
you keep still In this, Ladeaui Graft
Ing on John and Uncle Mich, now, are
your" -
The CaJun shrugged. IT eat. sloan.
W. In dat loft with Uncle Mich" he
sighed. and here Is dis room unused.
1t wait 70 mam'selle who run OF To-
de stage!"
He sighed again, d~eprecating such
FOOLISH sentiment. But Curran looked
past MIN. 1t was Aurelie's room. Mrs.
Lindstrom was by his side at the door.
Not a thing changed, sir--just wait.
Ing FOR her" She glanced at John.
MY a I think he's sorry. Aurelie
was always a good girl-kind as could
De-" Her o il-weary yes lightened.
meeung Curran's own. The boys
crowded nearer. Old Michigan lifted
ms shaggy head. Albert, the pitiful
the catalogs he was everIastingiy af.
Even John listened imperturbably.
Word OF Aureliei Aurelie off in thu
worId doing some sort of marveli Au-
reHe, their defiant protector, the red
coated champion Of old days when she
Lought the town boys for her ragged
OF them forget.
Done comm home!" muttered Mich
day!"
And h Won't be stuck up eftherI"
said Peter. "She wrote Knute she was
goin' huntin' with US up Eagle Point
"nen Nellie's pups e bigl"
Iney looked in the tiny room. SPOT
less, the bed hung In pink and white
chintz, contrasting with the soI,aIor
OF the Kitchen room without. Her love
OF cleaness OF pretty things; her buoy-
ant noperuInesS and nicely spoke In
every Hne. On the dresser was her
latest photograph in a frame made Of q
walnut tree burl which the boys had
ound n the slough and which Michi-
gan had dressed from it's roughness.
In a pitcher was a spray Of late Cosmos
winch Mrs. Lindstrom had saved from,
the last frost. Some way, for AureIia
they would shyly bring whatever of
sentiment their hard lives held. IN
seen; some grace of love she had left
Tor them still lowered. They were
waiting--the little white room held The
air Of a shrine. 80
AND Curran, who knew OF the clothes
ana Zoo mysteriously carried INTO HIS
mouse. for which Albert's piteous earn
ings and Mich's Illicit trade had never
eufnced since John was crippled, felt
more than give food, it had held them
up with hope, with laughter and with
JOY. In spite Of all; and even John no
longer held her the DEVILS agent. Rut
ne would not speak Of her.
Peter pulled open the drawer TO her
dresser. Heres her little rosary, Mr..
Surran. We found 1t under the clap
Co. tn0 Jugs cuSWeQ tnrOugh
AFTER a rabbit" The boys voice low
cred tragically. Paw, he throwed IL
there the night he made her u Off
he said 1t was Catholic! And we hid II
70 wait till she home again. Mr..
Curran." ~
Wiley took the bronzed chain ana
silver cross. A crude and simple piece
OF work such as a child might wear.
But IT was the only reminder Of her
vagabond life down river. Michigan
touched 1t in Curran's hands.