Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1922-07-19

Anu dAZelCOn aQueQ. III at any llme
before that you change your minds and
find you cannot give it. up-just let me
know and it will be nll right. Just
think itsover till them" he said kindly,
the dumb woe in their eyes appealing,
to him as. the loudest lamentations
could not have done. But If you don't.
mind, I'd like to have an architect, who
is in town just now, come up and look
it over with me- he finished.
Certainly sir, certainly" said RAJ
!chel, longing for the man to so.
: Mr. Hazelton.. appeared the next
morning with two men-an architect
and a landscape gardener. Rachel was
lin the summer-house, and the first she
knew Of their presence was the sound
.sof talking outside.
+. you'll want to grade it down
! there" she heard a strange voice say,
land fill in that little hollow; clear
away all those rubbishly posies, and
mass your Towering shrubs in the
background. Those. roses are, no par
ticular good, I fancy; Wen move such
as are worth anything, and make
rose-bed on the south side-we'n talk
over. the varieties you want, later. OF
'course these apple trees and those
lilacs will be cut down, and the sum-
mer-house will be out Of the way.
You'll be surprised-a few changes will
do wonders, and" ;
He stopped abruptly. A woman, tall,
flushed, and angry-eyed stood before
him in the path. She opened her lips,
but no sound came-Mr: HaZelton was
lifting his hat. The flush faded, and
her eyes closed as though to shut out
some painful sight; then she bowed
her head with q proud gesture, and
sped along the way to the house. /
Once inside, she threw herself, Sob
Ding, upon the bed. Tabitha found her
there an hour later. ;
"You poor dear-they've gone now,"i
she comforted. !:
Rachel raised her head. !;
"They're going to cut down every
thing-every single thing!" she gasped.
II know it," choked Tabitha, ''andt
they're going to tear out lots Of doors
inside, and build in windows and
things. Oh, Rachel-what shall we
do?"
"Do? Why, We'll stand it, of course.
We just mustn't mind if he turns the
house into a hotel and the yard into
"a pasture!" she said Historically. !.
1--WE must just think of Ralph and of
his being q doctor. Come, let's go to
the village and see if we can rent that
tenement of old Mrs. Goddard's." ;
With a long sigh and smothered
sob, Tabitha went to get her hat.
Mrs. Goddard greeted the sisters eff
fusively, and displayed her bits of /
rooms and the tiny square Of yard with
the plainly expressed wish that the!
place might be their home.
The twins said little, but their eyes
were troubled. They left with the
promise to think it over and let Mrs.
Goddard know. ;
II didn't suppose rooms could be SO
little" whispered Tabitha, as they
closed the gate behind them.
1--WE couldn't grow as much as a sun
flower in that yard" faltered Rachel.
"Well, anyhow, we could have house
plants!" Tabitha tried to speak cheer
fully.
Indeed we could!" agreed Rachel,
rising promptly to her sisters height;
"and, after all, little rooms. are lots.
cheaper to heat than big ones And
there the matter ended for the time
being.
Mr.. Hazelton and the lawyer with
the necessary papers appeared a few
days later. AS the lawyer took off: his
hat he handed letter to Miss Rachel:
II stepped into the office and gotn
your MAIL" he said genially.
"Thank you," replied the lady, trying
to smile. Its from Ralph"-handing
it over for her sister to read.
Both, the ladies were in, somber
black; a ribbon Or brooch seemed
out Of place to them that day. Tabithai
broke the seal Of the letter, and re-;
tired to the light Of the window to:
read it.
The papers were spread on the
,lsDle, ana the pen was IN KacheES.
hand when scream from Tabitha
shattered the oppressive. silence. Of the
room.
"Stop-stop--oh stop?' she. cried,
rushing to her sister and snatching the
pen from her fingers. 1--WE don't have,
o-see-read !'-pointing to, the post-l
script written in round boyish hand
Z! oh, I say I've got surprise for you
You think I've been fishing and loafngt
all summer. but I've been working for;r
the hotels here the whole time I've got
a fine start on my money for college, and
I've got a chance to work for my board
all this year by helping Professor Heaton
I met him here this summer, and he's the
right sort-every time. I've intended ali
along to help myself bit when it, came.
to the college racket, but didn't mean
to tell you until I knew, I could do it.!
But It's sure thing now. ~ = ;
Bye-bye. I'll be home next Saturday.
Your off,, nephew,
RALPH.
Rachel, had read this aloud, but her
voice ended in sob instead of in the
boys name. Hazelton brushed the.
back Of his hand across his ewes. and;