Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1879-10-18


o. Donnel's potato field"
"Why do you go that far, an a spring
at the foot o your ain garden?"
There's nae spring ava in my gar
den, sir"
Troth is there; just fine spring
buhbling up beside the ash tree
Mrs. Mcpherson knew that there was
no well in her garden; but being too pO-
lite to contradict the stranger, she re-
manned silent.
At length he got up and said he must
be going.
= .sHow far have You to go, sir?r
asked his hostess.
'.Not far, ma'am; I'm a neighbor o
yours; live on Crohanroe.
Crohanroe, good man? There's nae
you before TO my knowledge" replied
she, in extreme bewilderment.
''But ken you well; I'm living on
Crohanroe these hundred years.
Mrs Mcpherson stood at her door and
watched the visitor, who crossed the
high-road and went to Crohanroe; but
there she lost sight of him; there We're
so many furze bushes and great stones
that he might easily be hidden.
Slowly she turned into her little gar
den, and walked over to the ash-tree
There, sure enough, was clear spring
bubbling up at the root of the tree, and
wearing IA reservoir for itself in the
gravelly soil. She rubbed her ewes; she
pinched herself; at last she faltered out:
:" didna take a drop but one wee glass
o. poteen, just for company an civility
like, at Shaun Doyne's on my way frae
the funeral
No; she could not understand il in the
least She knit her brows and puzzled
all day, and was still musing upon the
young Choking man who declared he had
lived on Crohanroe for the last hundred
years, when she heard the trot of
horse on the road, and presently knock
at her door. 1t was then night, and the
moon had lately risen.
Mrs. Mcpherson, well accustomed to
be summoned in the night, was not
much surprised to see man holding
horse at her door.
Z" You're wanted, ma Fam, to attend
lady, a friend o. mine,'' said the man.
=" Can you come wi me at wanst?''
:. Where do you come from, sir? |
dinna know you, an | know all the .
people in this country far an near
Not very far, +" replied he, eYasively: 4
and he pulled out a purse, and showed
half sovereign and several shillings
a. was bid offer you all that money, if
you'd come wi me-
The good woman had never earned
such wages in her life, and could scarcely
turn her eyes away from the attractive
sight of so much money. Her scruples
We're at once overcome, and wrapping
herself in her shawl, she locked up the
house, and let the stranger assist her to
mount the horse
For short time they kept to the high
road: but then, turning into the fields,
they passed bitches aud Indigenous. land
other landmarks well known TO the good
woman
why, surely this is Squire O'Hara's
iields?" demonstrated she at last.
- There's nae house that | know any
where hereabouts.','
MAX your mind easy wei be mt
the place in a minute,'' replied the
guide.
A blaze of warm yellow light pres
emily mingled with the cold blue moon
light They were approaching a stately
castle, whose many windows were IL
Squire O'IIara's' house was
like cottage compared with this cas-
tie; and Mrs. Mcpherson, who had been
in the immediate neighborhood al hei;
life, had never seen it before. But she
had no time 10 express her surprise, for