The Pulaskian., 1915-10-22

the conversation had changed. He could not very we'll explain to his friend that grinding poverty had not admitted of his buying a decent suit or clothes for over two years, and the old ones were not presentabie for social function.
 Why, yes,' he hastened to say aris- Ing and taking up the lamp and H. Illuminating the obscure corner of the room. It's uncle's old uniform stuffed
 T declarei" remarked Frank in genuine admiration. sIt looks fine Talk about old armor-here's the real thing something timely and natural! With that old gun and the flag spread above the uniform, one mighty fancy old Uncle Abner was about to spring out in the full glory of the battle field"
 T thought it might please him. said Jed. T stuffed the coat with straw and the rest of it with sand. I'm proud of Uncle ADner, I can tell you, Frank" continued Jed.
 Who wouldn't be-" replied Frank. T hope he'll make his visit while Pm here.'
 "Oh, yes, he is due to arrive day after tomorrow declared Jed.
 I'd just love to have him once more go over that splendidly thrilling story of how he saved the day at Pea Ridge. I say, Jed, I'll come Saturday evening, and I'll bring Nettie. You know your uncle always made a pet of her"
 Jed f1uttered like a timid school child. To see Nettie again-to have her under the same roof! How he polished up the old tinware the next day! How he planned a meal out of the ordinary for those cherished guests, and when his uncle arrived the old fellow was wild with delight to give his favorite a glad reception.
 Frank Wilder was a mining engi- neer in the city and an agreeable and instructive talker Both Ned and his uncle were arrayed in their best and the house spick and span when, Saturday afternoon, Nettie and her brother drove up from their home, five miles distant
 Nettie was ardent in her praises of the orderliness and system of this typical bachelors hall She insisted on helping Jed prepare the meal. It was the happiest moment of his life, to view her dainty figure fitting about the kitchen, keeping up string of pretty talk, all charming nothingness, but the sweetest of music to his eager ears.
 It was after supper that Uncle Ab- ner, in fine spirits, was induced to re- cite the Pea Ridge incident. In his excitement he used an old saber to illustrate an onslaught on the enemy. Alas! as an accidental swoop and dip came, the steel blade swept across the knees of the sand-padded uniform. A black flood poured forth. All hands laughed at the ludicrous incident.
 Why, where did you get this stuff ?' suddenly inquired Frank, who had cas- ually picked up handful of the sand.
 "The hill is full of it." explained Jed. Sort of iron pyrites, isn't it?'
 "Pyrites!" shouted Frank, quite ex- cited Why, it's tungsten, a good qual- ity, focused for hardening steel and worth fifty cents unit.
 Whats a unit?'' propounded Uncle Abner.
 Twenty pounds"
 Why, we've got tons of it!''
 "Then you're rich" declared Frank. I'm chemist enough to know the value of this stuff"
 His opinion was correct and within week brought results A steel com pany bought the old place for big sum and Uncle Abner did not have to go back to the Soldiers home.
 They built new house and Frank was welcome visitor, and Nettie, too. And finally, in the course of time Nettie came to the home to stay and help Jed do the cooking for the rest of his life.
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