The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1880-08-21

It's lawyer-Harry Leete; all three Of
them being nearly as simple rs the
farmers. Not simple in point of intellect.
1t must be understood, but as to life and
manners.
Ihls, Thursday, was market day.
James Harbury had gone to it, in the
gig OF brother farmer, Peter Hall, his
own mare, which he either rode or prove
generally, being sick, He was a tall,
slender man OF 80 years, very fair, with
exceedingly handsome features and mild
eyes, looking as unlike the popular no.
ton OF farmer, as man could look, and
presenting a marked contrast to his ag-
rlcultural neighbors. So far as appear
ances went, none of them, poor or rich,
could vie with James Harbury, and his
temper and bearings were alike gentle
lie had one fault-though perhaps all
people would not call it a fault-love of
money. That he was one of the ''warm-
est farmers in the district was univers-
ally believed, and the most saving Of
men. Too saving, his wife would tell
hlm-and where was the use of it, she
would ask, considering she had neither
chick nor child ?-and every now and
then she would make the money fly, for
she was a dear lover of smart attire and
of having pretty things about her.
James would vince and bid her to be
careful; but he never went the length OF
telling her she had spent too much. He
was fond of her and she OF him.
Neither chick nor child" In that
fact had lain q sharp sting. They had
been married eight years now, and the
sting was wearing itself away. Time
s0ftcns all things He had never given
her cause for an unhappy thought-untll
tonight. He had never had any secrets
from her. except that he never could be
brought to tell her what the exact sum
was that he was enabled to put by at the
end OF each year. Dinah Ann Harbury
did not care for that; she knew that
however much it might be, it was all for
her
But she did not care for this; this
mysterious secret which had come to her
hearing tonight She knew how good
looking James was, how universally he
was liked by man and by woman, and
what a kind heart he had-she put it
soft and something like jealousy
began to torment her spirit.
When James came III again, the sup
Dinah Ann. an unusual light In her eyes,
sat at the other end, near the lamp, hay
ing taken up her knitting. The farmers
general manner, was easy and placid
though he had certainly seemed restless
after leaving the gig, but now he was
calm again.
"WelI, she said as he cut himself a
slice OF the cold boiled beef, "and how
did you find White Bess?"
Oh, she seems comfortable" he re-
piled, looking round for the mustard
pot.
lyon deceitful villain! You know
you did not go near the stable, " Thought
his wife. You are sure you think so =? -
she added, aloud.
LAY. White Bess viii be all herself
tomorrow, Dinah Ann"
:" It's more than ] shall he, +" thought
Dinah Ann, "llnless | can come to the
bottom of this. :
He ate his supper nearly in silence,
like a man who is mentally preoccupied.
And he enjoyed it, too, for he was very
hungry.
james, do you ever hear anything
now of that Emma Land %
James Harbury laid down his knife
ana fork in surprise at the question and
looked across at his wife, whose face was
bent over her knitting.
"Do | ever hear anything of Emma
Land ?" he repeated. "What can make
You ask that, Dinah Ann?"
What can make me ask it | don t
know. The query happened to come
into my mind. Why should [ not ask
it,"
"Ihere's no sense in it-that I see. -
g But doyou?"
&" Do what o.
Ever hear of herr"
Why, YOU know she went ont to
where was it?-the West Indies, think
to her friends there-ever so long ago.
Nigh upon eight years it must be. You
know she did, Dinah Ann
g But she may write from the West In-
dies. Perhaps she does. Does she write
to yOu?"
lie shook bis head to imply a negativ e
and occupied himself with his supper
again Emma Land had once upon a
time been a somewhat sore subject be-
tween them, for Dinah Aun was Jealous
in the old days
"Do you ever see her, James %
$ See whO?"
"You know. Emma Land.
q can't think what has put all this
into your head tonight, Dinah Ann
How is it?"
g But do you p
:" Do [ what %
"Sce her"
Way, how c0uId [ seeher ?" return
Ell he, in a sort Of helpless tone, that his
wife fully thought was put on. "She is
IN the West Indies and | am here.
"She may not be in the West Indies
now.
q don't know where she is. She's
there for all ] know-and I'm sure it
does not matter"
"'Ask no questions, andyou1l hear no
stories, thought the wife, quoting the
lines familiar to her in her schoolgirl
days.
Il should not at all wonder, James,
but that Emma Land has come back
again.
Maybe. Two or three years ago We
heard she had married out there
"'Who heard It? Who said il ?"
4 know / heard it, remember ii
quite well. But as to who said it, !
forgot that-your brother, l think.
That she had married a cousin.
"Oh! Not that that's unlikely, for she
was ready to marry anybody. She'd
have married you, you know. She laid
traps for you.
''That's about true, 1 believe; but I