Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1915-06-11

she turned to him with q little cry,
and he saw that her face had changed
marvelously-grown young. grown
glad, grown soft and fresh with new
excited spirit OF jubilant thanksgiving.
"Oh, father! Were MT yew s'prised
tew git the telephone? ] knowed
yew'd come a-tlyin' back"
Blossy appeared from the room be-
yond. and slipped past them. knowing
intuitively where she would find her
lord and master; but neither Of them
observed her entrance or her exit.
Angy chung to Abe, and Abe held
her close. What had happened to her,
the undemonstrative old wife? What
made her so happy, and yet tremble
so7 Why did she cry, wetting his
cheek with her tears, when she was SO
palpably glad? Why had she tele-
phoned for him. unless she, too. had
missed him as he had missed her?
Recalling his memories of last night.
the memories Of that long-ago honey
moon-time, he murmured into his gray
beard, Dearest"
She did not seem to think he was
growing childish. She was not even
surprised. At last she said, half be-
tween sobbing and laughing:
"Oh. Abe, amt God been good to
usf Amt it list bewtiful to be rich?
Rich!" she cried. "Rich!"
Abe sat down suddenly. and covered
his face with his hands. In Hash he
understood. and he could not let even
Angy see him in the light Of the reve-
lation.
THE mimi stock!" he muttered;
and then low to himself, In an awed
whisper: "Tenafly Gold! The mimi
stock!"
After a while he recovered himself
sufficiently to explain that he had not
received the telephone message, and
therefore knew nothing.
did I git offer, motherr'
"A offer of fifteen dollars . share.
The letter come last night fer yew. an
T."
Fifteen dollars q sharel" He wa
astounded. AN we've got flve thou.
eand shares! Fifteen dollars, an
paid ninety cents! Angy, eff ever
ketch yew fishin' yer winter bunnit
out Of a charity barrel a'gin, I'll Fiji
teen dollars!"
But that amt the best Of It," inter
rupted Angy. II couldn't sleep wink
an Blossy says not ter send word tev
yew, 'cuz mebbe t was a joke. an tt
wait till mornin' an go see SAINTS
lawyer down ter Injun Head. That
whar we've jest come from, an w
telephoned ter Quogue station from
thar. An the lawyer at fust he didn'
pear tew think very much of It; bu
Blossy, she got him ter call up SOM
broker Teller in York, an Gee whizz!
he says, turnin' round all excited from
the phone. 'Tenafy Gold Is sellin' fe
twenty dollars on the curb right thi
minute!' An he says, says he: 'Yev
git yer husband. an bring that al
; stock over this afternoon; am say
| he, I'll realize on 1t fer yer termorre
, mornin'.'"
Abe stared at his wife, at her shir
, ing silk dress with It's darns and care
full patches, at her rough, worn hands
and at the much mended lace over he
/ slender wrists.
THAT mine was closed down /
: years ago; they must a opened 1t u
, ag'in;" he spoke DULY, as one stunned
t Then with a sudden burst Of energ.
r his eyes still on his wife's figure
1 Mother, that dress O. yourn 10 a di
: grace fer the wife Of nnanciere
I Yew better git new silk fer verse
. an Miss Abigail. tew, fust thing. He
D Sunday one hain't nothin' extry."
D But yer old beaver, Abel" Ang
!. protested. 1T looks as Of 1t come o,
o. the ark!"
( Last Sunday yew said 1t locke
t splendid" his tone was absent-minde
d again. He seemed almost to ramb
+ In his speech. I'VE must see that Is
d mael gifts fixed up comfortable in Il
Old Mems home; yew remember hao
r he offered US all his pennies that dc
a we broke up housekeepin'. An v
n must do somethin' handsome fer Il
. Darbys, tew. Ef 1t hadn't been 4
Q SamI, l might be dead naow. a
,, never know nothin' erbout this he
J. streak O. luck. Tenafly Cold" he 90
n tinued to mutter. "They must q stru,
II q new lead. An folks said was 70
d tew invest"
d CTo BE CoNTTNUED.)