Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-05-26

l1SteQ; Dit Wnen Tue auLuInn WHO'S ana
frost had laid bare every tree and shrub,
stripped the leaves from the vines, and
carried destruction among the flower
baskets, then the barn stood forth again
in it's nakedness, q great yellow blot up
on the landscape. In fact, as they look
ed out of the balcony windows of the
stone house, it seemed the only thing
that was seen.
Mr.. Dean tried to take the infection
philosophically, since there was no rem
edy for it, and succeeded in putting it
| out of his mind about as we'll as people
generally do when thing is constantly
in sight. But Alice, who was a lady of
some spirit, was at no pains either to
lessen or conceal her indignation. Her
mother had been dead for many years,
and, on coming home from school a
year before, the marriage of her
only sister had left her sole
mistress of her fathers home
| She had the greatest pride and delight
in her ancestral home, and these feel
ings, together with her artistic sense Of
the beautiful in nature, were SO CALLED
| by this hideous barn, set under her very
eyes, that she could never look at it with
out futter Of wrath, sometimes silent,
! but often outspoken.
It YVES during the winter which followed
the building OF his barn that young
Marshall IS he was called, returned from
Europe. John Marshall had bestowed
upon his only son every opportunity for
that extended intelligence and culture
which those of his name had hitherto
considered of little worth compared to
the accumulation of lands and stocks.
"There is money enough" he said, and
John shall have what he wants provided
he does not squander it."
A sin which the young man did not seem
inclined to commit, since, though he
knew how to spend generously, he had
never yet exceeded the ample allowance
granted him by his father.
Sole heir to the Marshall farm, which
had grown to be the largest in the
country, good-looking, frank and jovial,
and with an ease and grace Of manner
conferred by three years of foreign travel,
he speedily became the lion of Silverton.
At the village parties and social gather
ings all united to welcome and do him
honor, with one exception. A naughty
bow was the only acknowledgement that
Alice Dean would vouchsafe his presence.
She could not be brought to include her
self in any convers alton in which he took
part and her cool withdrawal from a
group which he CHANGED to join would
often place their mutual friends in embar-
RAISING positions. Her father, having
noticed this on one occasion when they
had been out togeter, demonstrated with
her on their return home, mildly suggest
ing that she should endeavor to keep her
angry feelings a little more out of
sight.
''This young man is not to blame for
his fathers conduct, you know" he con-
tinued.
"Of course not" said Alice; shut he's
his fathers son, and chip of the old
block, dare say. "No," she added, after
a moments silence, "it's of no use trying.
I can never be civil to Marshall, with
that hideous yellow barn staring me in
the face"
Five minutes later, Mr.. Dean, who had
taken up and was looking over his morn
ing paper, laid it down in a hurry, as
Alice remarked in slow, deliberate way
as though she had at last made up her
mind:
''Papa that barn will be the ruin of my
temper. I am going to set fire toit!'
Mr.. Dean glanced about the room, half
afraid that they were not alone, before he
replied:
"My child, that may be pleasant lit
tie joke of yours, but it is lucky that
there was no one to hear it but myself y
cts no joke at all, papa. am quite
serious. l have been thinking about it
for some time, and mean to do it."
Mr.. Dean took off his eyeglasses and
looked attentively at his daughter.
"Upon my word, / believe the child has
some such intention" he said to himself
To her he said:
'sIt is your opinion, then, that you have
a right to make way with your neighbours
property whenever your pleasure is not
consulted in its situation?"
1T is my opinion" SAID Alice. with the
confident logic Of eighteen years, 'that
| nay neighbor has no right to set up an
abominable nuisance under my very nose.
And if be can't be made to remove it, I
think I should be justified in getting rid
VI ~ IL S10 0ooACSGEHdy pOoSlO4cs
And you think also, upon mature con-
sideration," said Mr.. Dean, "that you
would prefer the view Of four walls in the
State Prison, for the next ten or fifteen
years, to that of your neighbours barn?"
SIS that the punishment for arson2"
sit is'''
20, but I should not be caught. have
several plans, any of which is quite safe"
"But unfortunately, you have witness
of your intentions" said Mr.. Dean, quite
seriously.
"No one but you; and, of course, you
wouldn't testify against me-"
| s1ndeed | should" returned Mr.. Dean,
with the air of stern, impartial judge:
20, papa; I won't believe itr'
! And Alice took seat upon her fathers
knee.
eyes," said the MEMORABLE father, /,
mean it. If you burn Mr.. Marshall's barn,
shall tell all know about the matter"
'sAnd send me to prison?'
ITO be sure. I would be sorry, of
course, as it would deprive me Of val
liable housekeeper. Nevertheless,
should feel bound to do it."
And Mr.. Dean, looking into the large
blue eyes which gazed at his with such