The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1919-01-16

We hitched our team to the raS
hopper spring wagon and set out on
our journey. 1t was a warm, haZy
Indian-summer day In November. AS
we passed "the mill" we saw the ST.
lent Woman looking out Of the little
window of her above the black
smith shop-a low. weather-staiDed,
frame building, hard by the main
road, with a narrow hanging stair on
the side Of it.
"She keeps watch by the wlnder
when she amt %travelin'," said Uncle
Peabody. KNOWS all that's goin'
wOman-knows who goes to
the village an how long they stay.
When Grimsnaw goes by they say she
hustles off down the road In her rags.
She looks like a sick dog herself, but
I've heard that she keeps that room
hers Just as neat as a PIN"
Near the village we passed a smart
looking buggy, drawn by a sp~ry-fOOt-
ed Horse In shiny harness. Then /
noticed with a pang that u wagon
was covered with dry mud and that
our horses were rather bony and our
harness a kind Of lead color. SO /
was In an humble state of mind when
we entered the village.
There was a crowd of men and
women In front of Mr.. Wright's Office
and through its open door l saw many
Of his fellow townsmen. We waited at
the door for a few minutes. l crowded
In while Uncle Peabody stood talk
ing to q villager. The Senator caught
of me and came to my side and
put his hand on my head and said:
"Hello, Bart! How you've grown
and how handsome you look! Where's
your uncleT"
He's there by the door," 1 an
swered.
"WelI. les 60 and see him."
Mr.. Wright was stouter and grayer
and grander than when I had seen
him last. He was dressed in black
AM wore a big beaver hat
and high collar and his hair vas al
most white. I remember wildly his
clear, kindly. gray eyes and ruddy
cheeks.
"Baynes, I'm glad to see you" he
said heartily. 'Did ye bring me any
meatf"
"Didn't think Of It." said Uncle
Peabody. "But I've got a nice young
doe all jerked an If you're fond O.
jerk I'll bring We down some to-mOr.
rer."
"Td like to take some to Washing.
ton, but I wouldn't have you bring
1t SO far"
"Td like to bring 1T want a
chance to talk with We for half an
hour or such a matter" said my I'M
Gle. "I've got a little trouble On my
hands"
The Senator took us into his office
and introduced us to the leading men
Of the county.
"Here," said che Senator as he put
his hand on my head, "is a coming
man In the Democratic party"
The great men laughed at my
bushes and we came away with a
deep sense of pride In us. At last I
felt equal to the ordeal of meeting
the Dunkelbergs. My uncle must have
shared my feeling, for, to my delight,
he went straight to the basement
store above which was the modest
sign: III. Dunkelberg, Produce"
swell I swan" said the merchant
In the treble voice which / remem-
bered so well. "This is Bart and Pea
body! How are your"
"Pretty WELL" I answered, my I'M
Gle being too slow of speech to suit
my sense Of propriety. "How is SAL
iy?"
The two men laughed heartily, much
to my embarrassment.
He's getting right down to busi-
ness" said my uncle.
"That's right" said Mr.. Dunkelberg.
why, Bart, she's spry as a cricket
and pretty as a picture. Come up to
dinner with me and see for yourself"
Uncle Peabody hesitated, whereupOn
/ gave him q fur dive nod and he said
"An right" and then / had u deli.
cious feeling Of excitement. I had
hard work to control my impotence
when they talked.
By and by I asked, "Are you most
ready to gor
"Yes-come on-it's after twelve
O'clock" said Mr.. Dunkelberg. "Saliy
viii be back FROM school now"
So we walked to the big house Of
the Dunkelbergs and I could hear my
heart beating when we turned In AT
the gate-the golden gate Of my youth
Il must have been. for after ! had
passed II I thought no more as q child.
That rude push which Mr.. Grimshav
gave me had hurried the passing.
I was Z little surprised 1t my own
dignity when sally opened the door
to welcome n. nv uncle told Aunt
peel that I acted ana spoke IKE Silaa
Wright, 10 nice aad propsf.v sally
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