The Belding banner-news. (Belding, Mich.) 1918-1973, 1919-01-29

satisfaction which / had never known
before.
snow may the Lord help We to be
careful-awful, terrible careful o.
them clothes every minute o. this
day." Aunt Deel cautioned as she
looked at me. "Don't GIT no horse
sweat nor wagon grease on 'em."
To Aunt Deel wagon grease was
the worst enemy Of happy and re-
spectacle home.
We hitched our team to the grass
hopper spring wagon and set out on
our journey. 1t was 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 room above the black
smith shop--a low. weather-staineds
frame building, hard by the main
road, with a narrow hanging stair on
the side Of 1t.
"She keeps watch by the winder
when she amt travelin'," said Uncle
Peabody. knows all that's goin'
on-that woman--knows who goes to
the village an how long they stay.
When Grimsnaw goes by they say she
hustles of down the road In her rags.
She looks like sick dog herself. but
I've heard that she keeps that room
o. hers Just as neat as a pin"
Near the village we passed smart
looking buggy, drawn by spry-foot-
ed horse in shiny harness. Then l
noticed with pang that our wagon
was covered with dry mud and, that
our horses were rather bOny and our
harness a kind of lead color. So i
was in an humble state of mind when
we entered the village.
There was crowd of men and
women in front of Mr.. Wright's office
and through its open door | saw many
of his fellow townsmen. We waited at
the door for few minutes. l crowded
in while Uncle, Peabody stood talk
ing to a villager. The Senator caught
sight 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 uncle?'
Hes there by the door," an
swered.
swell, les go and see him."
Mr.. Wright was stouter and grayer
and grander than when l had seen
him last. He was dressed in black
broadcloth AMI wore a big beaver hat
and high collar and his hair was al
most white. / remember wildly his
clear, kindly, gray eyes and rudy
cheeks.
"Baynes. I'm glad to see you" he
said heartily. "Did We bring me any
jerked meatr
Didn't think of It." said Uncle
Peabody. "But I've got nice young
doe all jerked an II you're fond o.
jerk I'll bring We down some to-mor-
rer."
I'D like to take some to Washing.
ton, but wouldn't have you bring
1t so far"
"Td like to bring it, want a
chance to talk with ye for half an
hour or such a matter" said my un-
Gle. ."I've got little trouble on my
hands"
The Senator took rs into his ONCE
and introduced rs to the leading men
Of the county.
"Here," said che Senator as he put
his hand on my head, ''is coming
man In the Democratic party"
The great men laughed at my
blushes and we came away with
deep sense of pride in us. At last
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: N. Dunkelberg, Produce"
swell I swan =" said the merchant
In the treble voice which / remem-
bered so well. This is Bart and Pea
bodyi 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
Tyr
The two men laughed heartily, much
to my embarrassment.
Hes getting right GOWN 10 DuSi-
ness" said my uncle.
That's right" said Mr.. Dunkelberg.
why, Bart, she's spry as a cricket
and pretty IS a picture. Come up to
dinner with me and see for yourself"
Uncle Peabody hesitated, whereupon
I gave him a furdve nod and he said
"Al right" and then l had a deli
cious feeling of excitement. I had
hard work to control my impotence
when they talked.
BY and by asked, "Are you most
ready to got"
"Yes-come on--it's after twelve
O'clock" said Mr.. DunkeIberg. "Sally
will be back from school now"
So we walked to the big house Of
the DunkeIbergs ana could hear my