Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1919-06-06


So, altheusa : Ienged for those most
dear to me up in the hills, spent the
night with the Jackets and the school.
master and sat an hour together al.
ter the family had gone to bed.
"How are the Dunkelberg'sT'
asked.
Sunk in the soft embrace o. lux
ury," ne answered. "Grlmshaw made
him; Grimshaw liked him. He was
always ready to lick the boots o. Grim
shaw. 1t turned out that Grimshaw
left him an annuity of three thousand
dollars, which he can enjoy as long
as he observes one condition"
"What is that?"
"He must not let his daughter mar.
~ one Barton Baynes. late o the town
O. Ballybeen. How is that for spite.
my boy? They say it's written down
in the Will"
l think that he must have seen the
flame of coior playing on my face, for
he quickly added:
Don't worry, lad. The viii o. God
IS greater than the will o. Grmshaw
He made you two for each other and
she will be true to We. as true as the
needle to the north star"
DO you think SOL"
"Sure ! do. Didn't she as much as
tell me that here in this room-not
week ago? She loves We, hoy, as true
as God loves We, an she's a girl of
thousand'
"Why did they so away1 Was II
because 1 was coming?"
81 think it likely. my fine Lao. The
man heard o. it some way-perhaps
through yer uncle. He's crazy for the
money, but hen get over that. Leave
him to me. I've q fine course o. IN.
struction ready for my lord o. Dunkel
berg"
81 think I shall go ard try to find
her" said.
Il am to counsel ye about that"
said the schoolmaster. "She's ss keen
as brier-the fox She says, Keep
away. Don't alarm him, ar hen
bundle us off to Europe for two OF
three years
$50 there's the trail We travel, m,
boy. It's the one that keeps away.
Don't let him think we've anything up
the sleeve o. yer mind. All, my lad,
1 know the heart o. youth Ye'd like
to be putin yer. arms around her
wouldn't ye, now? Sure, there's time
enoughl Ye're in the old treadmill o.
God-the both o. vel Ye're bein'
weighed an tried for the great prize
It's not pleasant, but it's better so
Go on, now, an do yer best an : hat
ever comes take it like a man."
A little silence followed. lie broke
It with these words:
"Ye're done with that business in
CoEieskill, an I'm glad. Ye didn't
know We were bein' tried there-dld
We? Yo've stood it like man. What
viii We be dom now?"
I'D like to go to Washington with
/ The senator"
He laughed heartily.
81 was hopin' ye'd say that" h.
went on. "Well, boy, / think it can be
arranged. III see the senator as soon
as ever he comes an believe he'll
be glad to know o. yer wishes. ]
think he's been hopin', like, that va
would propose it. Go up to the farm
and spend a happy month or two
with yer aunt an uncle. It'll do We
good, Ye've been CROWN plump down
there. Co an melt 1t off in the fields. "
A little more talk and we were off ia
bed with our candles.
Next morning | went down into the
main street of the village before leav.
ing for home. l wanted to see how II
looked and, to be quite frank, wanted
some of the people OF Canton TO see
how / looked, for my clothes were OF
the best cloth and cut In the latest
fashion. Many stopped me and shook
my hand-men and women who had
never noticed me before, but there was
quality in their smiles that didn't
quite enjoy. know now that they
thought me n little too grand on the
outside. What a stern-souled lot those
Yankees were "All amt gold that
glifters." How often had heard that
version of the old mottoi
@Why, you look like the senator
when he is just gittin' home from the
capital" said Mr.. Jenison.
They We're not yet willing to take
me at the par of my appearance.
met Betsy Price-one of my school
mates-on the street. She was very
cordial and told me that the Dunkel
bergs had gone to Saratoga.
81 get letter from Sally this morn.
ing" Betsy went on. "She said that
young Mr.. Latour was at the same no.
tel and that he and her father were
good friends"
1 wonder if she really enjoyed stick
Ing this thorn into my flesh--a thorn
which made it difficult for me to fol.
low the advice of the schoolmaster and
robbed me Of the little peace might
have enjoyed. My faith In Sally wav-
cred up and down until It settled at
its wonted level and treasured me.
It was perfect summer morning