The Knoxville independent. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1894-current, 1919-08-30

| 80, ailn0ugh / l0nged for those MOST
DER to me up in the hills, spent the
night with the Jackets and the school
master and sat an hour together af-
ter the family had gone to bed.
How are the Dunkelberg's" ]
asked.
sunk In the soft embrace O. lux
ury," he answered. "Grimshaw 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 thaty
"He must not let his daughter mar
ry one Barton Baynes, late o. the town
q Ballybeen. How is that for spite,
my boy? They say it's written down
in the will"
think that he must have seen the
flame Of color playing on my face, for
he quickly added:
"Don't worry, lad. The will O. God
Is greater than the will o. Grimshaw.
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 so?"
"Sure I do. Didn't she as much as
tell me that here in this room-not q
week ago? She loves We, boy, as true
as God loves We, an she's girl Of a
/ thousand"
"Why did they go away? Was 1t
because ! was coming?"
II think it likely, my fine lad. The
man heard O. it some way-perhaps
through yer uncle. He's crazy for the
money, but he'll get over that. Leave
him to me. I've a fine course o. in
struction ready for my lord O. Dunkel-
berg"
II think I shall go and try to find
her." I said.
Il am to counsel We about that
said the schoolmaster. "She's as keen
as brier-the fox! She says, Keep
away. Don't alarm him, or he'll
bundle us off to Europe for two or
three years.
$50 there's the trail We travel, my
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,
/ know the heart O. youth! Ye'd like
to be putin yer arms around her
wouldn't We, now? Sure, there's time
enough! Ye're in the old treadmill o.
God-the both O. We! 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 what.
ever comes take it like man.
A little silence followed. He broke
1t with these words:
"Ye're done with that business in
Cobleskill, an I'm glad. Ye didn't
know We were bein' tried there-did
We? Ye've stood it like man. What
will We be doin' now?"
I'D like to go to Washington with
the senator"
| He laughed heartily.
II was hopin' ye'd say that he
| went on. Wen, boy, i think It can be
arranged. I'll see the senator as soon
| as ever he comes an I believe he'll
be glad to know o. yer wishes. ]
think he's been hopin', like, that ye
would propose it. Go up to the farm
and spend happy month or two
with yer aunt an uncle. It'll do We
good. Ye've been CROWN plump down
there. Go an melt 1t off in the fields"
| A little more talk and we were off tG
bed with our candles.
| Next morning I went down into the
main street of the village before leav.
| ing for home. wanted to see how IL
looked and, to be quite frank, I wanted
some of the people Of Canton to see
how I 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 q little too grand on the
outside. What stern-souled lot those
Yankees were! "All amt gold that
glitters." How often ! had heard that
version of the old mottol
"Why, you look like the senator
when he is just gittin' home from the
capital" said Mr.. Jenison.
They were not yet willing to take
me at the par of my appearance.
I 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.
II got letter from Sally this morn
ing" Betsy went on. "She said that
young Mr.. Latour was at the same ho-
tel and that he and her father were
good friends"
| I wonder IL she really enjoyed stick.
| ing this thorn into my fiesh--a thorn
which made 1t difficult for nae 10 fol-
low the advice of the schoolmaster and
robbed me. Of the little peace I might
have enjoyed. My faith in Sally way-
cred up and down until it settled at
Its wonted level and reassured me.
| 1t was a perfect summer morning
and enjoyed my walk over the famil.