The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1876-05-04

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why, Din, I'm glad to see you. How
do you do?"
Very we'll, thank you"
+" Her face was white, as snow, her eye
scintillated like the northern lights. Sin
looked as brilliant and as unresponsive a
an icicle in the sun.
WHERE n psf 9 9tass 6r ,tS I'd ess,
LET me introduce you to my friends, ,
Is1GS | nh Va acquainted si V with Mr.
Keene? Mr.. Garcelon-Mr. Keene."
awe met you to-day, I think, Mr.
Fssfd JSe.1
Yes'
"But we supposed you people were
homeward BOUND" persisted nv stupic
old Boy, wAualways likes a5asnderstant
,esnble rosas16d bsaaU again ssst for tn,
beauty Of the scenery? You must enjoy
rugged nature more than do"
IL did intend to take the afternoon
train, but atterward changed my mind,
said Mr.. Keene, with some embarrass
ment.
"Ah, indeed" responded Joe, as who
hoh1ds say, = Fiddle dee deep He de.
tests watering, and it is one of nv coniu-
gal trials that he never DISCUSSES his feel
lngs in the least.
Dill turned sawsy and Pretended to
warm her fngers at the fffe. leaving Mr..
Keene to my tender mercy. It was dread.
fully rude in her, and yet l had ALWAYS
given her credi for lady like man Hers
Have you assembled Mount Washing q.
ton, Mr.. keene?'
"Oh, yes; went up yesterday from the
Glen House, and came down on this side.
You propose making the ascent from
Fabyan's, l suppose?'
Yes, | said, we should remain at Craw-
tords till tomorrow noon, and spend the
night on top of the mountain. We were
anticipating a good deal of pleasure from
the sunset trip in the little rail-car.
!. dill came back. from the fire with an
:ostentatious little yawn
"lm so tired and sleepy, Polly, l
sha'n't sit up another minute: What
you're going toog Well, good night, Mr..
Good night. But l may speak with
you in the morning, Dill:" said he, drop
ping his voice. g have something in
poltauI u Tell YOU.
DON'T speak Of it. What is the usee
Know it all beforehand,' said she flashing
past him.
On the stairs she seized my arm with a
death grip.
Say, Polly, let's take the early stage
tor the Twin Mountain Houss,ah dine
there, will your ! -.
~" WHAT'S the ohjectee's~san practical
Joe.
"Object? AS to that, what's the object
OF lcunging here all the forenoon, when
We might be seeing the world of fashion =?
They have elegant visitors at the Twin
Mountain House-real New York Knick-
erbockers--and a band to play at dinner!
Why, think Of it, Joen',
And you're expected to eat in time
with the music, eh. Don't believe l could
40 it. What do you say, Polly? Shall we
Yes, yes, by all means" said I, moved
to hasty decision by a glimpse OF Dill's
distressed countenance as we passed under
lamp. II she was so very anxious to
elude this old lover of hers, in common
charity | ought to help her, though it
went to my heart to shaaer the pretty air
castles had been building for her.
well, have it as you like, girls said
Joe, hating on the, landing. And now
| think Of it, I'll step back and ask Mr..
keene about the Twin Mountain House.
He's just been there
Don't! don a. cried Dill, in anguish.
ooh no, [ wouldn't ask him, Joe,"
said |, with warning pinch
why not, Pollyf What on earth are
you pinching me ter?"s said that blessed
innocent; and not till l had walked him
of to our room and confded to him the
whole story of Dill's broken engagement
could l make him see the force of the
application. = =
Even then he didn't approve of our
change of plan. Ii Mr.. Keene had iolted
all the way back throu Oh the Notch for
the fun OF making up with her, Dill might
give the poor fellow chance, he said. 1t
was sheer cruelty to run off. He strongly
objected to stealing away at daybreak.
However, | had my own way with him,
as usually dol like it-and we set out
next morning bright and early, though
Tot at daybreak, by any means. We were
to take the cars at Fabyan's, six miles on,
and while we breakfasted the coach
waited at the door. Dill slipped her coffee
in concern of mind, with one eye fixed on
the dining room entrance; but we left
without encountering MIR. Keene. She
was restless as witch all that morning.
g" OF course know that you know I'm
lodging John Keene, Polly. said she,
after our musical dinner, as we strolled
about the Twin Mountain House grounds.
p" interpreted your friendly pinch last
night, it j oe didn't, poor martyr! Don't
black -and- blue him any more on my &C
count, beg.'
swell, IT you lrslst, won't. But,
Dill, why wouldn't you have a con.
tidential talk, with Mr.. Keene? Joe
says" .t'. i -..,- ;.
Dill gave the chained bear sudden
punch with 1.-THE point Of her parasol, stir
ring up The How1 within him: i, sprang
back in 1ttright. D
"Well, io1sat does Joe 'say?'' asked she,
pettishlyy-appeasing Bruin with a,lump
Of manie-sugar. = y. RI TT
'@" You needn'tresent il 50, Dill; he only
said, if there had been a misunderstood
ing he thought you might have lei Mr..
Keene explain it if he could. You Knew
well enough that he came back to Craw-
ford.s expressly tosee you.',-~s j
+ Suppose there is no misunderstood
ing? suppose I understand him too we'll
already.' retorted she, fiercely. "Polly,
don't you say one wordp'
9 - But why can t yon be- amfable" Dill,
and make upf- You're in lovewIth him
this minute.''
/. POLY Gareelon, I'm not! won't be!
| hate him, and SO would you, if YOU
knew! We can no more come together
than the eyes in this bears head"
"Mr. Keenc doesn't look at all like a
rcprobate."
"Dcn't you ever mention his name to
me again, Polly, and I'll tell YOU the
whole ruth anashaye d0he WAhak sJDhn
"Seen the croquet ground ?" asked Joe,
sauntering,alOng at that critical juncture
And If ! ever sighed for divorce, I'm
free to confess it was then, for Of course
his coming sealed Dill's lips.
John Keene was--whats II wondered
and wondered all the way back to Fab
vans, where we were to take the stage for
the mountain railroad. Whatoverieise he
might be he certainly was ubiquitous,
decided, when, having arrived at the hotel,
l saw him scanning us from the piazza,
Dill WAC Sattlin a. nraolf h, tho rv, Ixy