Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1878-12-04

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amumed surprise. aYou didn't find
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mented, " You must be . foolish fellow"
that the young mans color rose.
al must have another try" he said.
But waa mot this stranger showed
one Of the names to q member Ut your
police force. He directed me to the road
leading out Of the settlement, and /
walked on for about an hour, expecting,
of couyse, to reach some house. All ut
once ] found myself at the cemetery"
Ny friend laughed. "That man was
II war; not : doubt OF It. However.
wait A{ew days till You know the place
better"
i AZ you may have guessed, more than
bali the cards, dropped BY our orders at
the young mans door, bore the names Of
men either dead or departed. But =
long time passed before ne found this
ous;; ne might have never found 1t Ous
q all, but for-however, / must not an
uclpato.
10 give In detail the practical jokes
We played on our newcomer would be
impossible. One l must tell You, for 1t
very nearly had . tragic ending.
TWO or three OF US had started with
him on Z shooting trip up the river. 1t
had pleased n of us, his first friend, to
teign . deep melancholy, from which
Y newcomer sought in vain to rouse
I'M. The young fellow spoke TO me In
private on the subject. "Our friend"
ne said fought to BE- watched. Men in
his state Of mind have been known to do
strange things" ], of course, encouraged
his fear. We were neither of us then
much surprised when, one evening, the
melancholy man, after hastily wringing
our hands and murmuring that dit
could be borne no longer" leaped into
the river. What followed helped me
afterward TO understand the sequel of
this story. Without q moments hesita-
ton that brave young fellow threw OF
his cost and boots and dived after his
friend. He was not q strong swimmer,
however, and that little trick was near
being our last. When we fshed him up
he was half drowned.
He rose in our estimation from that
moment, though it was not in the nature
of things that We could give up u di.
version, and we we're still plotting
against his peace when hazard called me
away from our settlement to a little
place At some distance. / went willing
~, for the house at which l was to be
entertained was presided over BY a Young
lady whom it always gave me great
pleasure to meet. She was the daughter
Of the merchant I vent to seer a bright.
clever and intelligent girl, and TO nv
taste peculiarly handsome. 1t had
struck me, moreover-no harm in con.
Tossing 1t now; there il an age, you
know, when we read volumes in q smile
lit had struck me then that the beauti-
full Eleanor Hartley had a special kind.
ness for me.
But ON this occasion IL seemed to me
that something was wrong with Miss
Eleanor. She sustained her part in the
conversation only with effort. She wa
languid and depressed.
"This detestable climate ia telling or
myself in my Efforts to be amusing. i
At such times, as We know-if, that'is
70 say, We are o born takers, like our
friends of the Emerald isle-there comes
the moment when everything is used up.
Neither joke, nor pun, nor lively anec-
dote will visit the distressed brain.
Nothing remains but to choose between
naked commonplace and doleful silence.