Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 4, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 22 July 1882 — Page 6

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rHE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

POETIC GEMS. GOLDEN SILENCE.

i-'e»r oftentimes rextralneth wortls Hut make* not thought to cease, I he speak* best that hatli the skill

When for tp hold his peace. —Lord Vaux.

MY CHOICE.

/lather silent than speech. Where deceit form a part 11 it her heart without words,

Than tho words without heart. HL/Y LITTI.R ROOUK. ndin?i was nodding. I rather think: I try wanjsiy and quick us a wink •firllrniwsd on the back of her great arm chair. id m-stied himself very snugly there, i/jdmu's (lark locks were mingle*! with white, 11 jitlcK this little fact came to his sight wnrp whig soon fthe felt

rit

I'IHHKItheseAN'

her hair,

riI wok'- with a start to find Harry there. Why. what arc yon dolus my child ?"*he Mil id le answered, "i'wj pulling a bastlng-fread —Wide Awake

1 N"i 'HIITIoN.

it stone* repose the hones

O-IUH Grim:

xik his hw :, from year to year, Vud then Ills hler took him. TILL'. KIHESTDE. "What I* home without an oil run?

What inline without a poker? What In home without a woman? And a man to hug and choke her? What I- home without a garden,

And a faithful wife to make it, And a darling whom the parents IJoth can bike anu shake it!"

Hoston Star.

Eleanor Putnam In Boston Courier.

BOB AND BETTY.

THEIR S'TRUGG:E TO PREVENT THEIR: COURSE OF LOVE FROM RUNNlNG SMOOTH.

Betty clasped her hands under her head, and yawned a little as she looked at pretty Emily Ashton. "Indifferent?" she said; "well, really, Emmy, it's Such an old story, you know we've been brought up on it, Bob and I; how can we be enthusiastic?

Mrs. Ashton sighed. "Yon ure tlie mist impossible couple," she said. "Ah, Il'fty, how time changes everything! v.i yotM ago you were a child, Hob was in dlege, ami I was a bride uov\ you are tho luido, and am a widow at tVkfiity-three. "I am riota bri lo yet," naid Heltv, ngrestively. "No but you will bo to-morrow. Is there another girl in the world, I wonder, who would insist upon spending the afternoon before her wedding-day out in the woods with a parcel of noisy rliildren? Have you no romance, no Heutimen!., no imagination? Why, child, for wee before I was married I was in a perfect dream. Do you never feel like that Huve you no !egrets for the lifeof girii-ili freedom yu will leave behind?"

Hetty looked atthe HI no October H'y, a« it shone between theyeilnw benches.

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sliill not letve it behind," sin? said. "IJobandl H'ltoii so well togeilier, and my life wil! I»o«o littlo ehangt'd only to go from our hou-o rons the mtp'Ot to Hob's the lioni 'stead is his you know, »iui hl« mother di 'd. As to getting jtinn'l'*!, I want ft dotie quietly.'

Attljla uiinuto a shrill 8*vl^ Moundetl from tin river, mul slender •edar briat .shot into sight. There were two young men in it. One held the elder cords, and (lung a cigarette into Ur river as they eatnoup hoot tier was pulling the at, and looking back over his left, shoulder lo make a lauding. itch the painter, Hetty,' snid Hob. "How late you are we art' ravenous," ropli 'd Hetty, as slio obeyed him.

When t!ie boat was tied, and Bob had introduced his friend, Joseph Hardy, the nng men built a lire, and Betty mad'M oiVee, and .Lick, and Kudoli', and i, Uie were cullml from their beechnutting, and everybody was very lively and witty, and unromatically hungry^ and altogether they had a very jolly picnic, and wont »meat last in a nigli state of Mitnfn«tioii.

There was nothing very particular about Hardv he was a negative sort of fellow, but fie was dill'erent from any young man that Betty had overseen, and she thought it was a pity Bob was not like his friend.

The wedding day was peerless, and the old parsonage where bettv lived was noUy and cheery with the wedding hustle. IMutnp Mother Browne between Miniles and tears, was bringing out her (great white loaves of bride dike the parwon was in the cellar, unearthing certain «vbwobled bottios of currant wine, {golden with age, which Orandmother Browne had long since set apart and laIMIIIHI, '-For Betty's wedding."

Suddenly Parson Browne appeared *v]th eobwrbbs on his hair and an open tolegramln his hand. "Yourgreat-great-uncle Ud.vlng," lie annoutuxid.

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must go at onoe can catch the ninethirty express." "A*«iA tlio wedding?" gasped Mrs. Bn\vyrt£

Y)ii*| bavP to get Brother tiilmiin." "I ilfcvei|^M Raid ikttv tlrmlv, "will lw» ioarri»i »nytoiy but father. We'll ^«il ttll coma biiek it will make no

"Why no," said Bob, "nodifference at «U. and I are always h-)r*.

VHB«tty

can

uvirried at any time we

bapjwn

So It seemtMl, after all, there was to be no wedding that day. The bride-cake was put awty,»nd the four young people sU*• 1 on tub shady piawca looking at oaeh *ther blenklv. Mr. Hanh seateti hiiuself the railing and rolhM a eigarotte.

He was a happy fellow, in that he was never it *lve» what to do next. "Wh.tt shall we do now? 'a*ked Betty,

We ought to do something." "YM it is it to do nothing when we ©xpeoted t^ le marritsi."said Bob. "I will Vd you," cr'uvl Betty: "let u« Uike ttv1 !*ig wngmi. ami go to Bald Moun'Mother will give us lunch, And we o.i ':i^e a picnic." "Bettv Hunks a picnic is a cure for! ovrry ill earth," declami Hob. •'ltbi- ut.^in that I atu -rrlUly dianpointevi n«»t to be married." she retort-' «»d and the went off to Mrs. Brvwne, "Who would ever imagine ths-*two people to b»in love with «»eh other askrsl Kmiiy Ashtonindhmir. llarviv shVk the b'.a/e from a inateb *nd dro'pt^

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railing.

"Xolxxiy

would," be replied hey *re!

Tliey went to lUld Mountaiu. and they h*d charming day.tmt that night, when lk»ttv bruihosl her hair fhe thought jigui"? that w»«*n pitr Bb was nntikR frieu l. Father- would lw» \ntk next iy, and she would married to Boh, of e«urs*\ bat if~—

Belt ini'« out her light, and opened tarMiiwK. Verms the street. «»n the piof Nob** home, would it hew to-1 Bsorniw? ftooipt^ly wai walking and! •staking. Hardv, of i»ur*e. Boh was •oand a.slee{t. Bob had no romance.

"Ah, me—if only I Betty closed iier blinds and crept into bed.

All the same it was Bob who paced the piazza aud smoked in the dark. "It isaconfounded pity," he said bat be did not say what was a pity.

Well, Parson Browne would be back next day, and tbey would be married, and Betty was au uncommonly nice girl —but

He threw away his cigar, and went in

But Parson Browne did not come ba^.k next day, nor next, nor next in fact three weeks went by, and poor old Eben Browne still lingered, "dying daily," and would not let his nephew leave his side for an hour.

Both Mrs. A-shton aud Hardy declared it was absurd to stay, and yet they stayed from day to day. They passed the time in riding and driving and rowing. in tennis and music, and all manner of joyous device?, and yet they were not joyous. Something had g*ne wrong somehow. The leaves had fallen, the mountains far away were capped with snow it was November the very sunlight was a hollow glare the world was out of joint completely.

One afternoon Hob found Betty alone in the old-fashioned parlor before a little wood lire. She had not been crying, of course. What should Betty have to cry about? And yet her lashes were wet. "Where's Emily?" askod Bob.

Betty gtve a little start. "Eajuiy

bus

gone to Salisbury Mills with mother aud Jack, to buy herself some now widows' caps."

Oh," exclaimed Bob, "I should have thought she might be leaviug of those things by this time he's been dead three years." "Four years," corrected Betty. "But she says she will never leave the caps off. I think they are very becoming to Emmy."

Hob' made no reply, and fell to studying the tire gloomily. "I wish I knew what to say to Betty, confound it!" ho was thinking.

Dear me, dear mo," thought Betty, "how shall I ever toll him in this world!

Women speak first, as a general thing. "Hob," said Hetty, timidly. Well?" stud Hob, btill staring at the (ire. "You know lam very fond of you, Hobby." "Yes, of course," ho said but he thought, "Now, hang it, why need she make everything so much harder by becoming affectionate all of a sudden. Poor little Hetty, how badly she'll feel when I toll her. Yet it is kinder to her to lie honest." "Ye*, Hobby, I am very fond of you but lately, do you know, dear, I have come to feel that I only love you—as a brother." "What," said Bob, looking up suddenly. "Oh, I know it is wrong,"cried Betty, "and how you'll feel. Bob, dear, bill I cannot help it. I can never marry you iti the world. I do not love you in that iv 'i bit."

Hob crossed to Hetty with a single stride, and then dropped into a chair beside her. "Why, Botty," ho exclaimed,"that is exactly what 1 have been waiting to say to you, only 1 didn't know how the dene to say it. I thought you'd feel so b: iV. "Hob Howard," said Betty, suddenly eieet and vivacious, "you thought I'd Ice! badly?" "Why, yea,Hetty I thought you loved me." "I never loved you for one tnlhute in that way."

Then you perjured yourself." "Well so did you." "It was a long time ago, though." "It is very well, Bob Howard," said Betty, with blazing cheeks, "that we found out our mistake before it was too late. IIow utterly absurd it would have been for mo to havo promised to obey you." "(juito as ridiculous," returned Bob, with spirit, "as for me to promise to worship you. Why willvour father cling to his graudfathor's clumsy old English service?"

Both laughed, though with more vexation tliau mirth. You seo," said Bettj*, "I never could forget, Bob, If I lived a thousand years, what a perfectly horrid boy you used to be." "And should always bo thinking," Bob rejoined, "what a little Tom-boy of a girl you used to be forevor tagging." "Bob Howard, I never, never tagged." "Forever tagging," persisted Bobdoggediy. "You put a toad in my desk at the red schooldiouso once." "Yes, because you told who broke the nieotlng-houso window." "I should think you might have forgotten about that in tho course of years." "It strikes me we are getting decidedly childish, Betty can^ wo talk this matter over liko a pair of rational beings?" "It isn't a rational matter, Bob." "At least we can agree to disagree." "And I can give you back your ring." "Can't vou wear it as a friend?" "No frleuds do not give rings."

She took off the ring and handed it to him. "Throw it into the fire," he commanded, without touching it. "If we are to act Tike rational beings, Bob. YOU must put it in your pocket. It would be theatrical to tlirow it into the

"Very well." he said "give it to me." She obeyed him, and they sat for some time without speaking then Betty broke out: "How ridiculous it would have been for us to have been married!" "Perfectly ridiculous!" "Andof all things in the world, Bob. I hate to appear ridiculous."

And that evening both Betty and Bob were exceeding merry. Betty played cribUage with Harvly, and Kinily and s*ang duet at the other end of the room. Bv and by Hardy and Betty popped corn over the glowing coals, and Bob and Kinily went out to waist on the plana.

Th»sun rose fwioe. and set twice, and rose again, and Parson Browne came home.

Mrs. Browne once more unwrapped her bride-cakes, and unlooked her best damask, and her great-grand mother's wine-glasses, with twisted steins, and onoe more the parsonage was alive with cheerful preparations for the wedding. For Bettv and Bob bad been too cowardly io tell"anvbody of the change in their relations, ft was such an awkward and uncomfortable thing to do. Tfcey had quite given themselves up to enjoying the companionship of Mrs. Ashton and Hardy. They did not, however, enjoy themselves or their"friends so amazingly. Could it be that the x«St was gone tweanse the fruit was no longer forbidden. I

Tbey were so happy and *o c* rT. l. that one night Betty fairly cried to sleep for vary joy, and Bob, across thest t, walked the piana till nearly] midn ., i, smoking and thinking what I a relief it was to be his own man once tuore, and free to chooae for himself.

But Parson Browne had come, aud who would break the joyful news to him? Betty sent Rudolf across the street, to request Bob to meet her in the parlor for a moment.

She peeped into the glass, and smoothed her pretty chestnut hair. She untied the tjlue ribbon at her throat, and put on a cherry one instead. Bob said she was a little guy in blue, and though Bob was her lover uo longer, yet she need not make hertelfa fngbt in Bobs eves because Mr. Hardy liked blue. She ran down stairs, and stopped with a start inside the parlor door, for she saw Bob standing there, with his baek to her and his hands in his pockets, staring out of the window. "You came very quickly," said Betty "Rudolph has hardly been gone two minutes." "I did not see Rudolf," said Bob. "I did not know you sent for me. I came of my own accord." •«Oh," said Betty, and went and sat down by the lire. She folded her pretty, ringless hands and for a moment contemplated the back of Bob's great tweed coat as she was considering the tit of it. "You sent for me, then," said he, still looking into the orchard. "What do you want "Why—er—nothing," said Betty. "You came of your own accord to see me what did you want "Nothing," echoed Bob crisply. "WThy, Bob, jou must have come for something." "And you, of course, did not seud for me for nothing." "How absurd we are. Tell me your errand first." "riace aux dames," said Bob with alarming politenoss. "You are certainly in a very bad temper to-day." "Persons who wear colored glasses say all the world is blue.

Mistress Betty flushed, but she shut her teeth tightly. She had not sent for Bob to quarrel with him. Bob left the window and began to promenade up and down the room. "I hope you enjoy your freedom, Bob,'' said Betty. "Immensely," he replied. "I hope you enjoy yours." "I never was so happy in my life," she declared energetically. "It i3 such a relief."

Bob stopped in his promenade. "Is it he asked. "Yes of course it is—a great relief." He came up on the other side of the tire. "I .say, Betty," he demanded, "has anybody told your father yet?" "I have not," said Betty. "Whv?" "Weft, I thought it was your place.' "Certainly not. Ic is tho lady's privi lege always to auuounco a broken engagement." "It is a pleasure I will gladly forego." "You cannot forego it. Your father must be told. You know we cannot go in this way any longor, Bettv, it is ridiculous."

Betty agreed that it was ridiculous, so ridiculous that somehow her lashes wore wet with amusement. "I don't know what the dueee they will say about it," said Hob, his hands still in his pockets. "It is certainly very awkward for us both."

Betty made no reply. The flrc scvched her face, and ^she was obliged to spread a Japanese fan that lay near by to screen herself. Her right foot peeped out from under her gown, "and it occurred to Hob .hat Hetty certainly did possess ^tlie trimmest little foot iu Christendom.

They were both busy thinking for a long time. "Do you know what came into iiiy head this morning, Hetty—something that I tven't thought of for years?" "No, Hob, how should I?" "I was thinking of the time I fell and hurt myself in Barker's mill, and you ran the "whole way to the village fofr the doctor." "It was just as well I tagged that time, Bobby." "You never tagged. I was a brute the other day."

Betty glanced at Bob over the top of her fan, aud it occurred to her that, after all, his stalwart young figure was handsomer than the languid length of Hardy's. "You always used to help me in my algebra. I was always a stupid little goose in mathematics. I must have tried your patience many times I was so dull." "I never thought you dull."

Another silence, Bettv peeping at Bob between the sticks of her hand-screen Bob staring at the crimson Fusiyatna, on a ground of blue drap, on Betty's fan."Bettv!" said Bob, rather explosively. "Yes,* Bob." "Doesn't it strike you as rather ridiculous, at this late day. to tell our father that we do not do not love each other?" "I don't know, Bob."

Bob left his side of the fire, and crossing, sat down beside Betty on the tiny sofa. "Put down the fan," he said.

But she wouldn't she even turned her head away from him. "You needn't obey me, you know, Betty, if you didn't want to.*

He took her hand, the left baud, where his ring had been. "And it would be very silly, Bob, for you to worship me, I'm sure."

He had possession of both bands by this time, and the fan was nowhere. "I'll tell you what it is, Betty," he said, "it has simply cnme to this, that the next step must be worship, for the last two days have taught me toat I can not love you any better if I try a lifetime."

Betty considered awhile. "I'll tell father, Bobby, if you want me to," she said,with amazing humility, "that we've agreed to break off—" "Iyok here," said Bob, "we are goinr to let this matter drop now, you know, and by tbi* time to-morrow

Betty skillfully eluded his embraetfc By this time to.uiorrow. my dear, you will have lost your individuality you'll be Betty Howard's husband!"

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TERRE R-AUTE SATURDAY EVEMNGMAIL

Jacob Graves' Sunstroke.

The supper dishes had been removed and carefully washed in the kitchen sink, and restored to their respective places on the pantry shelves the red cloth bad been spread over the table, the large kerosene lamp set in the center, Farmer Graves had drawn from his capacious pocket a weekly agricultural journal, and seated himself to enjoy its contents. He was a thin, spare man, with sharp blue eyes, bushy gray eyebrows, a long nose, aud a firm, square chin. By means of good judgement, the strictest economy, and hard labor, he had managed to amass considerable wealth, and was "consequently looked upon with great respect by" his neighbors, who knew little of the iron rule which governed his home and made unhappy the lives of his wife and two young sons.

The big kitchen was very still. The ticking of the eigb-dav clock in the corner, and the buzz of a few flies which had managed to effect an entrance iu spite of screens, and to live, in defiance of tho pan of fly-poison placed conspicuously and invitingly on a window sill, alone disturbed the silence. The da}T had been very warm, aud Mrs. Graves, worn out with its cares, had seated herself in a rocking-chair aud was, for a few minutes, resting both tired hands and exhausted body, while Fred and Harry, early taught the value of time, were silently mending a harness which lay between them on the big wooden settee. Occasionally they glanced at their father, and then at each other, as if debating the propriety of some project to be submitted to him and at last Fred pushed the harness from'his lap, and made a movement as if to rise.

But Harry laid a detaining hand on his arm. "It's no use to ask," he whispered. "Perhaps not," answered Fred in tho tone, "but it can't do any harm. He can only say 'no,' and 'nothing venture, nothing have' isasaying I believe in." "All light go ahead," said Harry. "I'll back you up the best I can."

Thus admonished, Fred cleared his throat nervously and approached his father. "Father," he said, "to-morow'll be Fourth of July, you know. There's going to be a procession of Horribles in town in tho morning, and speeches in the afternoon."

Well," said the farmer, without glancing up from his paper, "what of it? 1 can't say as I'm interested in such tomfooleiy doins." •'We've never been to anything of the kind, you know," continued Fred, hesitatingly, "and all the other boys about here are going. So we thought—" "That I was fool enough to lot you waste a hull day," interrupted the farmer, grimly. "Well, you thought wrong. I ain't no sort of "believer in this yere Fourth of July poppycock. A pa'eel o' men an boys paradin' up an down tho streets dressed up like monkeys! They'd ought to 1)0 ashamed o' themselves. My father learned me bettor'u that how to use my time. No yo'll spend to-morrow iu gettin'in that hay. I'vo"got to go to Morristown to see Talman 'bout them hides, but you two kin get in the hay an then—"

Ho was interrupted by a knock at the screen door. Mrs. Graves hastened wearily to open it. Two men, roughlooking follows enough, stood outside. "We want to stop for the night,' said ono of them. "We're trampiu' it to Boston." "And yoi»?%itot strip' ffliTf tram pi n' here,,'said the farmer. "Move on. We've no room for the likes of you." "Let us sleep in the barn on the hay, then, said tbe man who had not before spoken. "That ain't much to ask o' you." "Too much, all tho same," said Jacob Graves. "I don't trust no tramps in my barn. So be off with you."

The men turned away, muttering something which the farmer did not catch and Fred and Harry, thinking it useless to return to the subject of the Fourth of July procession, put the harness away in a corner of the kitchen, and went upstairs to bed, their young hearts sore with tho disappointment they had received.

So long had Mrs. Graves been under the despotic control of her husband, that she seldom ventured a remonstrance of

But now her heart ached for

any sort. her boys. She knew how deeply they felt their father's injustice and oppression, and scarcely had the sound of their footstops died away, when she went to her husband side and timidly laid a hand upon his shoulder. 'Jacob. said. sho the "boys are you ng, and they need a little recreation now and then. Let them go to town to-mor-row." "I want no interference from you, Sarah," said the farmer without looking up. "If women had the management all the boys tliere'd never bo a man worth anything." "But they work so hard everyday," pleaded tho mother. "No man ever had l»etter sons than yours, Jacob. Show them that you appreciate their kindness bv giving them a holiday now and then "They'll work all the ijetter for it." "Let them once begin to waste time an' there'll be no end to it," answered Jacob. "It's no use for vou puttin' in an oar for 'em, Sarah, ilard work an plenty of it is the best kind o' food for boys. I was brought up on it, and 'oughter know."

Mrs. Graves said no more. She leaned ber aching head on her band, and bent ber sad eyes on the floor, wondering, poor soul, why she, had attempted sueb a foolish thing as to change her husband's mind. She ought to bava known him better after eighteen years of married life.

Dawn had scanvly broken in the East when Jacob Graves arose. He wanted to make an early start to Morristown, aod his wife bad'prepared breakfast for him the night before. He stopped to wake the boys by a thundering knock on the door of tbe room where tbey slept, and^then proceeded to the kitchen, where he hastily swallowed a bowl of cold oatmeal and milk, and then went to the barn to saddle tbe horse ho was to ride.

To his surprise the barn-door was standing open, and the staple which held the padlock, was rencbed from its place.

Like as not them pesky tramps dene this out o' spite," grumbled tbe irmer. "I wish to the land tbe hull o* 'em was in pen'tentiarv for life. I hope tbey ain't stole old Bet."

J?ut a familiar whinny from the mare's stall as he entered set his mind to rest on this point and be climbed the barn stairs to throw down the bay for tbe faithful creature's breakfast.

But ^scarcely bad be filled tbe rack when there was a sudden rustle In tbe hay behind him, and with a low cry, of exultation tbe two tramps to whom he had refused l~ 'r^ng tbe night before sprang upon fa n.

You miserable, sneskin'—" be began, but tbe sentence was never finished, for a sudden blowon the bead sent him reel* Ing backward, senwless, and be feel like a log upon tbe bay. recovered consciousness the

sua was shining brightly through tbe cracks of the baru, and it seemed to him that several hours must have elapsed since that sudden blow had stretched him senseless. His hands and feet were tied fast together, and a ragged haud-, kerchief bad been used to gag hiui.! There was a dull pain iu his head, too,' and he did not feel sufficient energy to make an effort to free himself. He was wondering, in a discouuected, stupid way, how long he must lie there before anyone came to look for him, when he heard the sound of wagon-wheels coming arouud the corner of the baru. Then came Harry's voice shouting to tho oxen, "Haw, Beauty gee, Bright and the door of the tarn-loft was thrown open with a jerk. 'IGettiu' iu the hay as I told 'em," Ja cob thought, aud it occurred to his benumbed mind that his boys had never needed his watchful eye and stirriug voice to keep them at \v»rk. And they had never shirked anything, either of them.

Being only about five yards away from them, lie could hear every word they uttered, though the immense pile of hay which lay between him and the door concealed him from their view. He was wondering how he could make his situation known to them, when he heard Fred say: "I really mean it, Harry. The day that I am twenty-one, I'm going to leave this lartn forever. I'd be willing to stay, aud would do more for father than anyone, if he'd only appreciate what I do. But he looks upon us as machines, and tries to see how much work he c«ui get out of us. "He ought to have let us off to-day, that's a fact," said Harry, wdio was alwas a little more moderate in everything he said and did than his elder brother. "He's rich enough to spare us just one day." "Lew Gibson belongs to a base-ball club,a»d his father gives him every Saturday afternoou," said Fred. "I often wish that I was in his place. Every fellow wo know will be in town to-dav to see the l'un, while we havo to get in this hay. And last year in was just the same thing. I mowed and vou raked just as if we never'd heard of Fourth of July." "Father'll be sorry for it some day,!r said Harry. "I don't believe he's ever really thought of the matter impartially. Ho was brought up to work hard, and lie believes in work. Mother says that grandfather was just such another driver." "Why, old Hot must be in her stall," cried Fred, as a sudden whinny sounded from the interior of the baru. "1 wonder what made father walk to Morristown! But I don't know as I care. Perhaps, as it is su hot, he'll get a sunstroke aud come near dying, and see then how lie's treated us boys. I've heard of such things."

Jacob Graves heard no more, for the boys, having got iu theliay, drove off for another load. Hut ho had heard quite enough to set him thinking iu good earnest. And for a wonder, he was not angry. The longer ho had listened tin stronger became his conviction that bis boys wore right that he had looked upon them as machines and worked them to their uttermost, and that his whole system of management was wrong. Suppose Fred carried out his threat to leave tho farm wl eo lie was twenty-one? How could the farm thrive without him? What was he, Jacob (•'raves, working for, if not for his boys? And the thoughi that they both wanted to leave him cut his heart like a knife. He remembered his own boyhood. How cheerless how barireu of all joys itJUad J,w^^be.rue" ollectior. of tho privations, the disappointments, the sorrows lie had endured, came to him as it had nover come since he had left his father's home. He, too. had been anxious to strike out for himself. to leave behind him the old home with which he had no tender or loving associations. And what had he done? Unwittingly, unheeding, forgetting the lessons of his own youth, lie had made just such a home, just such a youth, for bis own sons. He had closed his eyes to all signs of rebellion, his earsto the gentlo reproaches of his overworked wife. Ho had followed in the track of his father because no other had been pointed out to him, and now his bo3rs cared nothing foi him they were anxious for the day to come that would givo them the riglit to leave him.

Lying there in the sweet-scented hay he saw plainly tho mistake he had made, and resolved to retrieve it as far as possible. What would lifo bo to him without his boys? Oh, he must not, he cuufd not let them go.

Burning with new resolutions, he made an effort to free himself, and at last succeeded in working his feet and hand loose. Then he went slowly down the stairs aud stood on tbe threshold of the barn just as the boys drove up with tho second load of hay. They looked tired and warm, and Fred was fanning himself with his straw bat. "Why, father," cried Harry, in surprise, "back already!" "Yes," replied Jacob "I didn't go fur. I put off seoiti' Talman till to-morrow. "You don't look well," said Fred. "You haven had a—a—sunstroke, have you?" remembering his hasty words when throwing in the first load. "Yes, I have—a kind of a sunstroke. But never mind that. I've changed mv mind 'bout those Horribles, boys. If it ain't too late you can go now."

The boys looked at each other in astonishment. "It's tho sunstroke,' said Fred, under his breath. "Thank you, sir," stammered Harry, half believing with Fred that the sun had affected his fatber'smind. "It'sonly half-past nine, and tbe procession won start for an hour yet." "But we must get this load in first, of course," said Fred. "No matter 'bout that. I'll see to it mvself," said Jacob. "And, boys, you might like to have a few fireworks to home this evening, an' invite a few your friends, so here—"

He paused suddenly, and a blank look came over his face, for he had just dincovered that his pockets weie all turned wrong side out. "I'll give you some money when you are ready to go," he said and then he walked slowly away toward tbe house mutteringsornething about "them pesky tramps." "He's certainly bad a sunstroke: exclaimed Fred, as be sprang down from tbe bay. "I belieye you're right," said Harry.

He never acted so before. I only bope it'll last." It did last. Tbe effect of that imaginary sunstroSte never left Jacob Graves. Only to his wife did he tell his experienco in tbe barnt and »b6, faithful soul, aided him by every means in her power to keep the good resolutions be had made that Fourth of July. And so well were tbey kept, that when Fred reached his majority be was only too glad to make an agreement with his father to remain on tbe old farm, his comfort, and tbe staff of his old age.

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