Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1916-06-17

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grave and then giggling by fits and
starts.
The Eltons had come back from
abroad From Elm House Cousin
Frances Elton, commonly known as
Tom. short for tomboy, came racing
across the lawn waving towel and
| oathlng clothes and In a high treble
giving a creditable imitation of an In
dian warwhoop. At Toms cry the
children stampeded on to the veranda
with sibilant cries OF. "SshshP Mrs.
j. Y. looked at Nance and Nance
smiled resignedly. They put away
their work, ordered the wagonette and
the colts-colts no longer. alas, save
IN name-and departed with a wagon
load of suppressed youth. From Long
lane hoated back peals Of young laugh
ter, breaking bounds as the overriding
Ing trees hid the hill from view.
/ Glenn sat on the vast window seat
and toyed with a book. ]. Y. came
and dropped down beside her. "Well,
Glenn, he's come back"
Glenn nodded. Are you sure be
doesn't want anything, Uncle Johni
lie hasn't had thing to eat since
seven o'clock this morning"
Alan's bell tinkled. Glenn started TO
her feet and then sat down again.
You'd better go" But when j. Y.
strobe off she followed.
why Is the house so quiet? Is II
on account of the captain?' asked
Alan.
Bless you. no. The captain sleeps
| for a week at a time. The children
have gone over to the lake"
Il just wanted to tell you that | like
their noises-theyre new. There's
nothing really the matter with me ex-
cept that I've got to take things in
turn, and lying still and sweating
comes first, After that perhaps tomor-
row, Pm going to eat The penultl-
mate act on my list is a cigarette and
the ultimate is to get up in the old bel
fry and yell" He turned over and
sank his head into the pillows.
All right, my boy" said j. Y. smil.
ing. "Ihere's only Glenn and myself
here and Wen 90 and try to make
noises like the children" He came out
Of the door in time TO catch sight OF
Clem's skirt as it whisked around the
corner Of the hall He followed and
| found her already seated ut the piano.
| Her fingers wandered over the Keys
and then her soft. fun voice broke out
in one old song after another She was
happy because she felt that singing
she was with Alan.
Alan stirred In his bed and listened.
He determined that tomorrow he must
be well. Robbed of this afternoon. he
was being robbed of half Of life. He
cursed the fever and then, as he felt
how near Clems voice brought her to
him, he blessed it.
At night when all the rest of the
household had gone to bed, ]. Y, softly
opened Alans door and looked in
Alan was awake and nodded J. Y
came in ana pottered about the room.
He rolled a bit of paper into m amper
shade and further yelled the night
lamp. The lines in J. Us rugged face
were softened to lines Of sweetness.
He asked if there were nothing he
could do and then turned to leave the
room. With his hand on +he door, he
paused and smiled down on Alan. My
boy, you have been far, far away"
Far away" replied Alan drowsily.
but | have come back"
The bracing air Of Red Hill and
long nights sleep enabled Alan to keep
his word with himself He was up and
out on the day following his arrival,
but he still felt delightfully."- lazy and
/ pitifully weak. elem took charge of
him. First she tried to settle him in
a hammock with many pillows. but
Alan shrank from the hammock They
spread rugs instead I'm n nook under
the trees, and Alan stretched himself
ont amid a riot Of many-colored cush-
! ions. while Glenn sat close by in a low
rocking chair and talked and read and
talked.
Talking or reading, Glen was n
source Of unvarying delight to Alan.
Was it possible that one could live
twenty years in an old world. rub
elbows with life for twenty years, and
remain so fresh, so untainted? His
own life rose up before him and
Knocked at him Was it possible that
one could live thirty years in this
I same world and be SO old2 He
shrugged a shoulder petulantly. He
would not think~he refused to think
while be was so weak
When Glenn talked, It was Ike a
child dreaming aloud; when she was
silent one felt the presence OF woman
hood. wise with the unconscious accu-
mutations of generations and una
Dashed. When Glen talked Alan was
at ease, but when she was silent he
was moved-troubled A SCARED man
may play with a child ana no harm
to either lie can detach himself from
his past as from the child and at a
safe moral distance turn TO watch it's
unconscious gambols. But with
woman IL is different Womauh00d IL
force; its mission 10 embrace. 10 sac
rifce. II is unreasoning. Like funda-
mental man it demands a god and
worships the god that comes to its