Stevens County tribune. (Morris, Minn.) 1877-1880, 1878-06-27

INTO the rOau, tnere 10 see my pun lAeeAS
Tiny in the grip of a mostdisreDutab le'
locking cur. My efforts to part them
are at first fruitless but at last, after one
or two vigorous pushes with the broom
I succeed. Tiny is rescued, but at my
expense, for the angry cur directs his
warth against me, Terribly afraid,
turn to run, but my opponent is too quick
He seizes hold of my dress and shakes II
as if it were rat. I scream to Jane fol
assistance, but relief is at hand. A gentle
man rushes forward, and with one or two
smart raps OF his stick drives the dog
away. I snatch up Tiny and make 9
start for the garden before the attack is
renewed. Fate, however, is against me-
The horrid little dog has torn my dress
and of course must put my foot through
the hole and awkwardly stumble. A
strong arm outsretched in tima just saves
me from measuring my length in the
dust
"Don't be frightened" / hear pleasant
cheerful voice exclaim; there is no dan
ger. The little dog has beaten retreat
sBow-wow-wowm yelps the little
monster in contradiction as, executing
cautious side movement. he renews the
attack. There is nothing for it but to
run; and run 1 do, not stopping till
reach the garden gate, the little dog al
full speed after me. But my deliverer Is
equal to the occasion. He makes a rapid
plunge, and seizes the dog by the back OF
its nack-which unexpected attack SO
alarms the animal that it suffers ITSELF
without snap or bit, to be 1gnomin-
iously expelled from the garden and the
gaze closed upcn it
, 80. thank your I hurridly exclaim
~ hope you are not hurt9"
For the first time look at my preservel
and meet pair of merry brown eyes
looking at me with an amused twinkle
''Stupid tellow!' I say to myself. u
wish he would not stare so. / don't know
what to say to him."
To add to my discomfort, feel my
cheeks getting crimson-I have such q
tiresome habit of blushing-and truant
lock of hair will keep blowing about my
forehead. I wish that he was a little
a ,kWard or bashful. I always have
plenty of self-possession when talking to
a shy person: their difidence- gives me
courage. Ipush the hair from my fore
head with an impatienthand, and, raising
my eyes to his as he is assuring me that
he is quite unhurt, I catch glimpse of a
blue, oficial-looking paper which has
worked its way out of his pocket. All at
once it flashed across my miLd--the ''nan
possession!" He must be bailiff, and
I have let him in, and papa will come
back to find his home devoid of furniture
everything seized. | have no doubt
that he has plenty Of assistants waiting
outside.
II am very much obliged to you'-I
try to say it willingly, but fear and in
dignation drive all sottness from my
voice-"I won't trouble you any longer,
1 continue. 81 am not a: all afraid"
And I hasten to the gate to open it fol
his departure; but that wretched animal
with revived courage, Is waiting outside,
and as soon as my hand touches the latch
"Bow-wow!' it yelps, springing savagely
at the gate.
Jump back with start, the impud-
ent Aailiff actually smiles: suppose ]
must have looked very funny. Seeing
my look of annoyance, he takes no notice
of my discontinue.
pardon me-" he says, politely raising
his hat-and l wonder to myself how it
is that bailiff can look and behave SO
much like a gentleman-''is not this
Holmfeld, Mr.. Morton's placer"
Yes" reply, with as mucn dignity
as can scrape together, "this is Holm
field, Mr.. Morton's place; but papa is
out. and do not know when he will be
back, so I do not think it will be any
good for you to wait Perhaps you had
better call again."
wai', hoping that he will 60. But
no; lie hesitates: and then slowly taking
some papers from his pocket, he says:
II should be very sorry to Miss seeing
him. have come some distance. 1t is
about some legal business. I think he
has been expecting me;;'' and he looks al
me inquiringly; and make no response
so he continues: "With your permission
will wait for him. lean amuse mysel
very we'll strolling around these nice
gardens. if you will allow me to do SC
But may I hand you my card?"
And he takes one from a card-case
persistently refuse to see it, for I fee
certain that he must be bailiff. Hi
reference to papa's expecting him and th'
legal business have removed my las
doubt. Notwithstanding his politeness
determined not to take the card, which
l firmly believed to be what Jane de
scribed as the warrant.
"As you please" I answered, CURLY
and, with stiff inclination of nv head,
hurry into the house in a great haste O
terror lest he should hurry after me an;
force his way in.
fastened the door, and peeped out of tn
side window There he stands where
left HIM. He is actually lighting a cigar
What lmpertinence! I feel trife soft
ened as my nose informs me that the ci
gar is a good one. I like the aroma of
good cigar about place. It makes it 81
masculine. [ am obliged to admit t
myself that it this one is a specimen O
his class. bailiffs must be very handsom
men. How we'll his shoot1ng-suit fit
him! It is so neat in pattern and color
a quiet gray, the pattern so small as t
be almost invisible not a gigantic chez
like walking window-paLes. He take
off his ssdear stalker to shade the fuze
from the wind, and notice that he ha
beautiful brown hair, very thick and cul
ly. "What pity sigh to myself
''that such nice-looking fellow shout
| be horrible bailiffp
But what am to do? I feel sure tn
the stroll about the grounds is only prt
tence. No, he must be concocting som
ruse by which to gain an entrance into til
house. I resolve TO prevent him. "Is M
a woman mach in wit and resorce fl
any man9" I argue to myself. ga bailii
/ after all, is only man." ] commeut
cogitating over all kinds of plans until