Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1915-10-07


he thought no more OF the incident UNI
I'll noon-quitting time.
Then as he removed The cover of
the dinner pail, in profound bewiider-
ment he stared. A napkin spotlessly
white came first Beneath was
heap of dainty meat sandwiches. A
layer of lettuce leaves, and there mes
tied a square OF PIE nudging harmoni
ously a thick slice OF raisin cake.
my original lunch must have spilled
out and those two mischieyous lads
in a spasm of contrition must have
recovered the pail and had 1t reiilled
at home" reasoned Alvin. Home
oh. somewhere In this town there is a
famous cook! My favorite dainty.
too--raisin bread!"
The toothsomeness Of the unexpect-
ed repast fingered like after fragrance
of a rose, as he passed the spot where
the catastrophe of the dinner pail had
transpired. Alvin had never before
noticed the sylvan beauty of the little
cottage standing back from the road
amid nest of greenery and flowers.
For the first time, too, he observed
a written card nailed to the fence
post. 1t read: Can accommodate
one or two boarders."
IF the food they dispense Is any
thing like what l got today, ruminated
Alvin. q can't do better than make
the change"
Which Alvin proceeded to do the
next day. The comfort and coziness
of the place delighted him. There was
an added charm. He found that the
widow who owned the house had a
daughter who assumed the duties OF
hostess in a way that made him feel
at home.
Meta Day was beautiful girl. She
was musical and so was Alvin. Two
pleasant evenings surrounded by real
friendliness and culture gave Alvin a
new spur in life.
The third evening as he sat down
to supper there was raisin bread. He
could not help but praise it. Then
naturally in his usual good-natured
way Alvin recited the episode Of the
disappearing dinner pail. He COM
mended the worthy restitution made
by the two mischievous boys.
Why" suddenly spoke up Mrs. Day.
Meta made them return the dinner
pail"
Mother" warned Meta, flushing
deeply.
Yes, and it was Meta who filed
the dinner pail" proceeded Mrs. Day.
Its original contents had gone into
the river She made the boys recover
the dinner pail"
Alvin glanced gratefully at Meta.
Amid her confusion she seemed love
lier than ever to him.
One evening two months later, COM
ing home from work, Alvin was con-
siderably surprised to meet his uncle.
Gideon Blake.
"Ah, have found him at last, dear
boy!" exclaimed the old man effu-
sively Hunted you up, to suggest
that bygones should be bygones. Miss
Eulalie Berton-"
Regarding tnat estlmaDIe young
lady" interrupted Alvin forcibly, that
devoted hope of yours is farther away
than ever
Good cried Uncle Gideon. i've
found her out--a mercenary match
maker"
you see" continued Alvin, Il am
engaged to another"
mot the pretty girl l just saw at
the cottage yonder?"
THE same" nodded Alvin proudly.
Lucky fellow!' commented Uncle
Gideon. q would feel it an honor to
make her joint inheritor with your
self Of the fortune | so meanly denied
you"
And then Alvin invited his en-
thusiastic relative to tea, and Metals
raisin cake made the old fellow more
in love than ever with that charming
young lady.
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