Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1919-03-18

you say that"
He put his hands upon NV shoulders
ano turning to the senator said:
Wright, often wish that I had
your modesty."
i need 1t much more than you do"
the senator laughed.
Straightway 1 left them with an
awkward bow and blushing to the
roots of my hair.
AS L neared the home of Mr.. Hacket
L heard hurrying footsteps behind me
and the voice of Sally calling my name.
| stopped and faced about.
How charming she looked as she
walked toward me! 1 had never seen
her quite so fixed up.
Bart" she said. 81 suppose you're
not going to speak to me-
IF you'll speak to me-" 1 answered.
L love to speak to you," she said.
I've been looking all around for you.
Mother wants you to come over to
dinner with us at just twelve O'Clock.
You're going away with father as soon
as we get through"
wanted to go but got the notion all
at once that the Dunkelbergs were in
need of information about me and that
the time had come to impart it. So
| then and there that ancient Olympus
| of our family received notice as 1t
were.
II can't" l said. 1--WE got to study
my lessons before go away with your
| father"
1t was blow to her. / saw the
shadow that fell upon her face. She
was vexed and turned and ran away
from me without another word and I
felt pang of regret as 1 went to the
lonely and deserted home of the
schoolmaster.
At twelve-thirty Mr.. Dunkelberg
came for me, with a housekeeping
horse in a new harness and a shiny.
still-running buggy. He wore gloves
and beaver hat and sat very erect
and had little to say.
81 hear you met the president" he
remarked.
Eyes, sir. was introduced to him
this morning" I answered a bit too
proudly, and wondering how he had
beard of my good fortune, but deeply
gratified at his knowledge of it.
what did he have to say?"
l described the interview and the
looks of the great man. Not much
more was said as we sped away
toward the deep woods and the high
hills.
1 was eager to get home but Won
dered why he should be going with me
| to talk with Mr.. Grimshaw and my
uncle. OF course l suspected that It
had to do with Amos, but how 1 knew
not. He hummed in the rough going
and thoughtfully fiicked the bushes
with his whip. I never knew a more
persistent hummer.
Aunt Deel shook hands with Mr..
Dunkelberg and then came to me and
said:
wal, Bart Baynesi I never was so
glad to see anybody in all the days o.
my lffe-ayesl We been lookin' up
the road for an hour eyesl You
come right into the house this min
ute-both O. you"
The table was spread with the
things / enjoyed most-big, brown bis
cults and a great comb of honey sur
rounded with its nectar and a pitcher
of milk and plate of cheese and some
jerked meat and an apple pie.
-
want to see We eat-ayes l dol"
Mr.. Grimshaw came soon after we
had finished our luncheon. He hitched
his horse at the post and came in.
Good day." he said. once and for
all, as he came in at the open door.
"Baynes, want to have talk with
you and the boy. Tell me what you
know about that murder"
oval, / had some business over to
Plartsburg." my uncle began. "While
1 was there 1 thought I'd go and see
Amos. So | drove out to Beekman's
farm. They told me that Amos had
left there after workin' four days.
They gave him fourteen shillins an
he was goin' to take the stage in the
mornin'. He left some time in the
night an took Beekman's rifle with
him, so they said. There was a piece
o. wood broke out o. the stock O. the
rife. That was the kind o. gun that
was used in the murder"
1t surprised me that my uncle knew
I'll this. He had said nothing to me
{ his journey or its result.
"How do you know" snapped Mr.
Grimshaw.
This boy see it plain. 1t was a
gun with piece O. wood broke ont
o. the stock"
as that 500" was the brusque de-
mand of the money lender as he
turned TO me.
Eyes, sir" / answered.
'sThe boy lies," he snapped, and
turning to my uncle added: yer mad
cause I'm tryin' to make ye pay yer
honest debts-ain't We nowf'
Uncle Peabody, keeping his temper.
shook his head and calmly said: mo,
l amt anything ag'in' you or Amos.
but it's got TO be so that man can
travel the roads o. this town without
gettin' his head blowed of.
Mr.. Dunkelberg turned to me and
asked:
"Are you sure that the stock of the
gun you saw was broken?
"Yes, strand I'm almost sure it
was Amos that ran away with it,"
"Why?"
II picked up a stone and threw ii
o. hin, md i< .zrn zod tho l.aer sd, Of