Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1918-12-04

this warm afternoon was not thronged
with shoppers. Not many people no
tlced the tall, stumbling, round-shoul.
dered man in rusty black, with the pc
! tite figure of the child and the mon,
| grel dog passing that way, though
| few idle ShopkeeperS looked after the
! trio in surprise. But when Mr.. Stage
and his companions turned into the
pleasantly shaded street that led out
of town towards The Corners-where
was the Stage homestead-Ca Carolyn
May noticed her uncle become sud-
denly clustered. She saw the blood
flood into his face and neck, and she
/ felt his hand loosen as though to re-
lease her own. The little girl looked
ahead curiously at the woman who was
approaching.
She was not a young Woman-that
is, not what the child would call young,
| Carolyn May thought she was very
nice looking-tall and robust. Her
| brown eyes flashed an inquiring glance
upon Carolyn May, but she did not
look at Mr.. Stage, nor did Mr.. Stage
| look at her.
ION who is that lady, Uncle Joe?"
asked the little girl when they were
out of earshot
"Hum !" Her uncle's throat seemed
to need clearing "That-that is Man
| dy ParlOw-Miss Amanda Parlow," he
corrected himself with dignity
The flush did not soon fade out of
| h I'll
| 1t was half a mile from Main street
to The Corners. There was tall tim
Der all about Sunrise Cove, which was
| built along the shore of a deep inlet
| cutting in from the great lake, whose
blue waters sparkled as far as one
might see towards the south and west.
Uncle Joe assured Carolyn May when
! she asked him, that from the highest
hill in sight one could See only the
lake and the foreSt-clothed hills and
valleys.
''There's lumber camps all about.
Mebbe they'll interest you. Lots of
| building going on all the time, too"
He told her, as they went along, of
| the long trains of cars and of the
strings of barges going out of the Cove,
! all laden with timber and sawed
| boards, millstuffs, ties and telegraph
| poles.
| They came to the last house in the
very edge of the town. Carolyn May
saw that attached to the house was
smaller building, facing the roadway,
| with wideOpen door, through which
| she glimpsed benches and sawed lum-
| Der, while to her nostrils was waited
a most delicious smell of shavings.
"Oh, there's a carpenter shop" ex-
claimed Carolyn May. "And is that
| the carpenter, Uncle Joe?''
| A tall old man, lean-faced and close
| ly shaven, with a haWk's-beak nose
straddled by a huge pair of silver
| bowed spectacles, came out of the
shop at that moment, a jackknife in
| his hand. He saw Mr.. Stage and,
| turning sharply on his heel, went in
doors again.
'Who is he, Uncle Joe?" repeated
the little girl. 'And, if 1 asked him,
do you s'pose he'd give me some of
| those nice, long, curly shavings"
''That's Jed Parlow-and he wouldn't
give you any shavings; especially
after having seen you with me-" said
the hardware merchant brusquely.
The pretty lady whose name was
! Parlow and the queer-looking old car
| penter, whose name was likewise Par
| low, would neither look at Uncle Joe
! Even such little girl as Carolyn May
could see that her uncle and the Par.
| lows were not friendly.
BY and by they came in sight of The
| Corners-a place where another roa0
crossed this one at right angles.
In one corner was white church
with square tower and green blinds.
In another of the four corners was set
| a big store. with a covered porch all
across the front, on which were shell
tered certain agricultural tools.
There was no sound of life at The
Corners save a rhythmic "clank, clank.
clank" from the blacksmith shop Oh
the third corner.
! On the fourth corner OF the cross
roads stood the Stagg homestead
wide, low-roofed house of ancient ap-
pearance, yet in good repair. Neat
ness was the keynote Of all about the
place.
rs this where you live, Uncle joe?
asked Carolyn May breathlessly. ooh
what a beautiful big placei 1t seems
awful big for me to live mr.
Mr.. Stage had halted at the gate
and now looked down, upon Carolyl
May with perplexed brow. well
we've got to see ABOUT that first" h
muttered There's Aunty Rose"