The Holly chieftain., 1919-03-27

stand yer comm with the nights rest
upon them. Ye wouldn't be routin'
them out o. bed an they after a hard
day with the hayin'i Then, my kind
hearted lad. ye must give thought to
Michael Henry. He's still alive an
stronger than ever-thank God!'
So. although longed for those most
dear to me up in the hills. spent the
night with the Hackets and the school
master and 1 sat an hour together af-
ter the family had gone to bed.
"How are the Dunkelberg'sr' I
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. It turned out that Grimshaw
left him an annuity Of three thousand
dollars. which he can enjoy AZ long
as he observes one condition"
"What is thatT
"He must not let his daughter mar
ry 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"
! 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 so7'
"Sure l do. Didn't she as much as
tell me that here In this room-not a
week ago? She loves ye. boy, as true
as God loves ye. an she's girl of
thousand"
"why did they 60 away7 Was 1t
because was coming"
II think 1t likely, my fine lad. The
man heard O. 1t some way-perhaps
through yer uncle. He's crazy for the
money, but he'll get over that. Leave
him to me. I've fine course o. in
struction ready for my lord o. Dunkel-
berg"
II think I shall 60 and try to find
her." I said.
II am to counsel ye about that"
said the schoolmaster. "She's as keen
as brier-the foxl She says, Keep
away. Don't alarm him, or he'll
bundle us of to Europe for two or
three years.
$50 there's the trail ye 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.
I know the heart O. youth Ye'd like
to be putin yer arms around her
wouldn't We, now7 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 Sd.
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
yer Ye've stood 1t like a man. What
will ye be doin' now7"
"Td like to go to Washington with
the senator"
81 was hopin' ye'd say that" he
went on. swell, boy, think 1t 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. 1
think he's been hopin', like, that ye
would propose 1t. Go up to the farm
and spend happy month or two
with yer aunt an uncle. It'll do ys
good. Ye've been growin' plump down
there. Go an melt 1t off in the fields"
Next morning went down into the
main street Of the village before leav-
ing for home. WANTED to see how II
locked 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
a quality In their smiles that didn't
quite enjoy. I know now that they
thought me little too grand on the
outside. What stern-souled lot those
Yankees werel "All amt gold that
glitters." How often I 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.
met Betsy Price Of my school,
mates-on the street. She was very
cordial and told me that the Dunkel.
bergs had gone to Saratoga.
II got a letter from Sally this morn