Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1918-06-14
CHAPTER vi.
(Continued.)

So we walked to the big house OF
the Dunkelbergs and ! could near
my heart beating when we turned
in at the gate-the golden gate OF
nv youth It must have been, for
after l had passed II L thought no
more as a child. That rude push
which Mr. Grimshaw gave me mac
hurried the passing.
was a little surprised at my
own dignity when Sally opened the
door to welcome US. My uncle told
Aunt Deel that I acted and spoke
like Silas Wright, 80 nice and
proper" Sally was different, too
less playful and more beautlful
with long yellow ozxiG covering h@r
shoulders.
How nice you look!" she said as
she took my arm and led me into
her playroom.
"These are my new clothes" l
boosted. "They are very expensive
and | have to be careful OF them.
I remember not much that we
said or did but I could never for
get how she played for me on n
great shiny piano. had never seen
one beforehand made me feel very
humble with music more to my ltk-
ing than any l have heard since
crude and simple as 1t NASHVILLE
her pretty fingers ran up and down
the keyboard.
o magic ear of youth, I wonder
how it would sound to me now-the
rollicking Tilt of Barney Leave the
Girls Alone'-even If sweet maid
flung it's banter at me with flashing
fingers and well-fashioned lips.
l behaved myself with great
care at the tablet remember that
and, after dinner, we played in
the dooryard and the stable, 1 with
a great fear of tearing my new
clothes. 1 stopped and cautioned
her more than once: BE CAREFUL
For gracious sake! be careful O.
my new suit"
AS we were leaving late in the
afternoon she said:
81 wish you would come here to
school"
81 suppose he will sometime"
said Uncle Peabody.
A new hope entered by breast,
that moment, and began to grow
there.
Aren't you going to kiss herr"
said Mr.. Dunkelberg with smile.
l saw the color in her cheeks
deepen as she turned with a smile
and walked away two or three
steps while the grown people
laughed, and stood with her back
turned looking in at the window.
0Vn,,'ra
for the scenery" said Mr.. Durkel-
berg.
She turned and walked toward
me with a look of resolution in her
pretty face and said:
I'm not afraid of him.
We kissed each other and, again.
that well-remembered touch of her
hair upon my face, But the feel
of her warm lips upon my own
that was so different and so sweet
to remember in the lonely days
that followed! Fast flows the riv-
er to the sea when youth is sailing
on it. They had showed me out of
the quiet cove into the swift cur
rent-those dear. kindly, thought
less people! Sally ran away into
the house as their laughter contin-
ued and my uncle and I walked
down the street. How happy 1
wasi
We went to the Methodist church
where Mr.. Wright was speaking but
we couldn't get in. There were
many standing at the door who had
come too late. We could hear his
voice and I remember that he seem
ed to be talking to the people Just
as l had heard him talk to my aunt
and uncle, sitting by our fireside,
only louder. We were tired and
went down to the tavern and wait !
cd for him on its great porch. We
passed a number of boys playing
in the school yard. |
How l longed to be among them!
l observed with satisfaction that |
he village boys did not make fun |
Of me when passed them as they |
lid when | wore the petticoat |
rousers. Mr.. and Mrs. Wright |
came along with the crowd. by and |
by, and Colonel Medad Moody. We |
lad supper with them at the tav-