Gunnison news-champion., 1918-12-27

road weeping What d bitter day
hat WIS for mel ! dreaded TO face
NJ aunt and uncle. Coming through
he grove down By our gate / met
Uncle Peabody. With the keen in
sight Of the father Of the prodlgal son
IL had seen me coming "a long way
ofr' and shouted:
''WeII. here ye be- was kind o
worried. Bub.-
Then his eye caught the look OF de-
Iecilou In my gait and figure. He hur-
-ied toward me- He stopped as ]
zane sobbing TO his feet.
why. what's the matterT' he asked
gently. as he took the tea cup from
ny hand. and sat down upon his heels.
could only fall into his arms and
express myself In the grief of child
hood. He hugged me close and begged
me TO tell him what was the mat
ter.
.-Thnt Wills boy stole my melon"
I said. and the words came slow with
sOhs.
"Oh, no. he didn't" said Uncle Pea
body.
Yes he did. saw a piece o. the
rin'."
We'll by said Uncle Peabody.
stopping. as usual. at the edge OF the
precIpice.
He's snake" I added.
And you fit and he scratched you
up that wayf"
Il scratched him. too"
Don't you say word about II to
Aunt Deel. Don't ever speak o. that
miserable melon ag'In TO anybody.
You scoot around to the barn. an
I'll be there in a minute and fix ye
up"
He went by the road with the tea
and ] ran around to the lane and up
TO the stable. Uncle Peabody met
me there In moment and brought n
pail of water and washed my face
So that | felt and looked more respect
able.
The worst was over for that day.
but the Baynes-WIlls feud had begun.
II led to many fight in the school
yard and on the way home. We were
80 evenly matched that our quarrel
s-e-t on for long time and gathered
'atcuSity Ms II continued.
one June day Uncle Peabody and
I. from down in the fields. saw a
iina carriage drive in at our gate. He
topped and looked in.ently.
"Jerusalem four-corners I" he ex.
claimed. Its Mr.. and Mrs. Horace
JuDEslherg"
Ny heart beat fast at thought Of
he legendary Dnnkelbergs. Uncle
looked me over from top to tee.
Heavens" he exclaimed. 'Go down
10 the brook and wash the mud of.
ger feet an legs"
| ran for the brook and before !
had returned to my uncle I heard the
norm blow.
"The Duukelbergs!- Dunkel-
,ergs! Come Qu,ck!" It seemed to
say.
Mr.. Duukelberg was a big, broad
,houldered, solemn-looking man. Some
how his face reminded me of lions
which ! had seen in one of my pic
ure books. He had thick. long. out
standing nustache and side whiskers,
and dcep-set eyes and heavy eyebrows.
He stood for half moment looking
Town at me from n great height with
his right hand in his pocket. / heard
little jingle of coins down where
mis- hand YVES. Ii excited my curios-
lty. He took step toward me and
I retreatcd. l feared. little, this
big. lion-iike man. My fears left me
suddenly when he spoke in n small
squeahy voice that reminded me Of
the sl.lrping Of bird.
Little boy, come here and / will
make you a present" said he.
1t reminded me of my disappotnt-
nent when uncle tried to shoot his
gun at squirrel and only the cap
cracked.
went to him and he laid silver
piece In tue palm Of my hand. Aunt
Deel began to hurry about getting din
ner ready while Uncle Peabody and
sat down on the porch with our
guests, among whom was a pretty,
bIue-eyed girl OF about my own age,