The Arizona copper camp., 1919-02-08

'PeaDody BayneS, we mustn't be
cruel,' said she in a softer tone, and
then she brought rag and began to
assist Shep in the process Of clean
ing my coat. "Good land! He's got to
stay here-ayes !-he amt got no
other place to go to-
"But if you can't STAN it," said IN
Gle Peabody.
''I've got to STAN it--ayes II can't
STAN it, but I've got to-ayes! So
have you.''
Aunt Deel put me to bed although
it was only five o'clock. AS 1 lay
looking up at the shingles a singular
resolution came to me. 1t was born
Of my longing for the companionship
OF my kind and Of my resentment.
would go and live with the Dunkel-
bergs. ] would go the way they had
gone and find them. I knew it was
ten miles away, but Of course every
body knew where the Dunkelbergs
lived and any one would show me,
1 would run and get there before
dark and tell them that I wanted to
live with them and every day I would
play with Sally Dunkelberg. Uncle
Peabody was not half as nice to play
with as she was.
heard Uncle Peabody drive away,
I watched him through the open wins
dow. I could hear Aunt Deel wash
ing the dishes in the kitchen. I got
out of bed very slyly and put on my
Sunday clothes. I went to the open
window. The sun had just gone over
the top Of the woods. I would have
before dark. I crept out on the top
of the shed and descended the lad.
der that leaned against It. I stood a
moment listening. The dooryard was
covered with shadows and very still
The dog must have gone with Uncle
Peabody. I ran through the garden
to the road and down it as fast as
my bare feet could carry me. In that
direction the nearest house was al.
most mile away. ! remember
was out Of breath, and the light was
growing dim before I got to it. ]
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had gone nearly far enough to reach
my destination when I heard a buggy
coming behind me.
Hello" voice called.
I turned and looked up at Dug Ora.
per, in single buggy, dressed in his
Sunday suit.
"Is it much further to where the
Dunkelbergs live" T asked.
'"The Dunkelbergs? Who be they?"
1t seemed to me very strange that
he didn't know the Dunkelbergs.
"Where Sally Dunkelberg lives"
That was clincher. He laughed
and swore and said:
"Git in here, boy. I'll take ye
tnere.''
1 got into the buggy, and he struck
his horse with the whip and went gal.
1oping away in the dusk.
By and by we passed Rovin' Kate.
/ could just discern her ragged form
by the roadside and called to her. He
struck his horse and gave me a rude
shake and bade me shut up.
1t was dark and 1 felt very cold and
began to wish myself home in bed.
"Ain't we most to the Dunkel-
bergs'?" asked.
"No-not yet" he answered.
I burst into tears and he shook me
roughly and showed me down on the
buggy floor and said;
"You lay there and keep still; do
you hear?'
eyes," I sobbed.
I lay shaking with fear and fight
ing my sorrow and keeping as still as
could with it, until, wearied by the
strain, fell asleep.
What befell me that night while
dreamed Of playing with the sweet
faced girl l have wondered often.
Some time in the night Dug Draper
had reached the village of Canton and
got rid Of me. He had probably put
me out at the water trough. Kind
hands had picked me up and carried
me to a little veranda that fronted
the door of a law Office. There [
Slept peacefully until daylight, when
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suddenly. I remember that I felt
cold. A kindly faced man was lean
ing over me.
''Hello, boy!" said he. "Where did
you come from?'
I was frightened and confused, but
his gentle voice reassured me.
'Uncle Peabody" I called, as I
arose and looked about me and be-
gan to cry.
The man lifted me in his arms and
held me close to his breast and tried
to comfort me. I remember seeing