Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1918-05-04


| of ignorance. We know not y0t We can
| do-und We shrink vrom der unknown.
Here ISIS acres by der dousand vree
to der man vot can off it make use
uhd douSands vot Lifts und dies und
nelfer bass d home. Here ISIS goot.
CLEAN air-und in der shmoke und
| Shmeils ind dirty streets ISIS a ravage
| of tuberculosis. Der balance iSs not
| true, Und in der own way der rich
! ISIS full oil drOuhle-drunk mit eggcite-
ment, weary NIT pleasures. Ach. der
! woods und mountains und streams.
blenty off food, und a kindly neighbor
ISIS not dot enough? Only der all
normal wants more as dot Und dink
der drOuble ISIS largely dot der modern.
| high-breSsure Utilization makes for der
| abnormal, vedder man ISIS a million
aire or works in der brewery, content
ment ISIS state Off der mind--und il
der mind works nit logic it viii content
find in der simple dings."
1t sounded like a pronouncement of
Bits. But Lauer did not often grow
serious. Mostly he was iovially cheer
ful, and his wife likewise. The North
had emancipated them. and they were
loyal to the source of their deliver
auce. And Hazel understood. because
She herself had found the wild land a
henefactor, kindly in it's silence. rest
full in its forested peace, cure Tor
sickness of soul. Twice now it had
| rescued her from herself.
November and December went their
appointed way-and still no word OF
Bill. If now and then her pillow was
wet she struggled nightly against de
preston. She was not lonely in the
dire significance of the word-hut She
longed passionately for him And
She held fast to her faith that he
would come.
The last of the old year She went
little abroad, ventured seldom beyond
the clearing. And on New Years eve
Jake Lauers wife came to the cabin
to stay.
Hazel sat up, wide awake, on the in
ThelAb l'At vas nor ttit' Hlf-tAtt est
sound. She had been deep in sleep
Nevertheless She felt, rather than
knew, that some one was in the living
room. Perhaps the sound OF the door
opening had filtered through her slW-
Der. She hesitated an instant, no.
through fear, because in the months Of
living alone fear had utterly furSaken
her; but hope had leaped so often,
only 10 fail sickeningly that she was
half persuaded ii must be a dream.
Still the impression strengthened. She
slipped out of bed. The door OF the
bedroom stood slightly ajar.
Bill stood before the fireplace, his
shaggy fur cap pushed far back on his
head, his gauntlcts swinging from the
cord about his neck. She had lett Il
great bed Of Goals on the hearth. and
the glow shone redly on his frost-scab-
bed face. But the marks of bitter trail
buckiug, the marks Of trOstbite, The
stubby beard, the tiny iccles that still
clustered on his eyebrows; while these
traces OF hardship tugged at her heart
they We're forgotten when she saw HE
expression that overshadowed his face
Wonder and uubclief and longing were
all mirrored there. She took shy
step forward to see what rivcled his
gaze. And despite the choai0g SEN
sation ia her throat She smilcd--f0r
she had taken OF her little, beaded
moccaSing and LEFT them lying oa the
bearsEin before the fire. and be- was
staring down at them like a man fresh
Weakened from "a dream uuDeIeyiug
and beWildcred.
with that she opened the door and
ran 10 hm lie started, as ID she had
been a ghost. Then ne opened his arms
and drew her close to him.
Bill. BIZ what made you so lonG?'
she whispered Il guess it served ne
right. sut it seemed ne,er-endn-
time"
what made me 50 Ioner" ne
echoed. bending his rough cheek down
against the warm .moothucss of hers.
Lord. ] didn't know you wanted nr.
/ amt rU telepafhi~t hon. You never
peeped one itde word since 1 left.
How long you been horez'
"Since last Septnmher' She smiled
10 M bIm Didn't Couryol mau
deliver message from Ine to the
miner Didn't you come In answer to
my unfrf
Great Caesars ahoss--suce Sep
fcmber-aloue Iou POOR little Eirf Oh"