Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1880-08-18
DlNAH AIMS REVENGE.

"Not a word mind, to- Dinah~ Ami
Dinah Ann llenself, tho speaker wife
having strolled down the garden in tn
sweet stiffness of the summer night
heard these suggestive words as the gil
pulled up at the gate, and her husband
descended from it. She was q pleasin.
little woman of seven or eight and thir
ty, with dark brown eye, bright
fresh face, and natural propensity t,
tnke her own way, in the house and "a
Of it. Drawing back from the gate he
hind the we'll kept hawthorn hedge, sh,
waited for what was to come next.
"Not q word, for your life, mind, te
Dinah Ami"
"No fear!" replied q voice, which she
recognized as that of her brother, Harry
Leete; 8" I know what woman are. Shed
be for revolutionizing the house, and
herself too, once let her get an linking Of
this. No fear, James!s Take care, on
your side, that you don't lose that-o1
let Dinah Ann find it."
"I'll take care. When are you COM
ing to smoke quiet pipe with me
shall want your advice as to-"
"One of theseSevenings," interrupted
the lawyer, as he drove on up the lane.
"Good night?'
James Harbury, substantial farmer
and agriculturist, came through the gate
and turned to fasten it. Had he turned
the other way, to the left instead of to
the right, he would have seen his wife,
standing against tie hedge as close as
she could, almost into it. He did not
see her and went straight up the path
toward the house. When his footsteps
had died away, Mrs. Harbury wound her
light summer gown over her black silk
apron, caught hold of her lilac cap
strings, lest the cap should fly off, run
swiftly up the narrow sidewalk, got
round to the back, went through the
house, let drop her gown and entered
the sitting room, all calmly, nearly as
soon as her husband.
SCOT back" she exclaimed, with a
look of SURPRISE a. E8F g@s ~ q
"Just COME. replied ! the farmer,
Harry drove me in his gig"
"What brings Harry up here in his
gig, at this time ? and why did you not
come back with Hall % inquired Mrs.
Harbury, who liked to be at the begin
ming and the end of everything.
"Harry had to come, said the farmer,
who seemed to be walking about rather
restlessly-and who never thought of
refusing to satisfy his wfe's questions.
g He got a message from the Down
farm, to go over there without loss of
time. thought might as we'll come
with him, Dinah Ann. As to- Hall, 1
left him stuck in the tap-room of the
Tawny Lion he didn't order his zig to
be ready before 10 o'clock
"Just like Peter Hall! You'dS have
taken the reins yourself, James, I reckon,
had you come back with him.
"Oh, he'll not get as bad as all that!
But, say, Dinah Ann, it's a sad thing
about Partridge at the Down Farm. "A
day or two ago he went ont With his hay
makers sand you know what man he is
to work, when he does set about it-got
into heat and drank lot of cold cider.
1t stuck to him.. for death, they say;
and Harry has gone TO make! bis viii. - |
"What p dreadful Ithing!'' exclaimed
Dinah Ann, who had I feeling heart,
with all her curiosity.
faye, tbs. I think I'd like snack of
cold beef, Dinah Ann, though it is late.
I got talking to your brother in his
office, and missed my tea, SO I've had
nothing to eat since one o'clock dinner.
While Phoebe puts it, I'll just go and
take look at White Bess. -: 49, -
"White Bess is oil right, said Mrs.
Harbury. $50 much better that Evan
thinks you might have, ridden her. No
need to go and see her now"
Sc oh c1o,,15 1:1-@ h.
her look" ..... ~ :.
He took up his hat, which still lay on
the table, and went cut. Mrs. Har-
burys eyes followed him; they were full
Of speculation, and her mind Also. p
II don'tAbeievshe has gone to look
at the mare" soiloquized she. "He'd
not disturb her now he hears she is all
right. And how absent and fidgety he
seemed! There is some mystery agate
and I should like t., know what it is. I
wonder whether-I should not think
no, should not think he can have stolen
out to meet somebody" she concluded,
her tone dubious, in spite Of the stress
laid on the "not."
Stepping lightly into the kitchen and
giving her orders to Phoebe about the
supper-tray, she caught up an old wa
terproof cloak that hung in the back
passage, threw it on to hide her light
dress, and crept out after her husband.
It was a very light and beautiful night;
in, fact it could not be. said to be yet
as dark as it would be-and that is never
dark in the fine nights of'summer.
"For him to lose his, tea," ran her
thoughts, s Of all thiner!II II must be
uncommonlJ urgent business I'd induce.
Jamessto forego meals Of Ianyslind. II
do wonder what secret they have got be-
tween. Dthen...sssr Not wesd,~fer~yeuT
life, mind, to Dinah Ann. cries he. mo
women are-and she'd be for revolutions s
izing the house, and herself too. Yes
that I should; but it's them that should
revolutionize, not myself she emphat,
ically pronounced. cit may be that old
love affair cropped up again!- that
woman who threatened to bring ali az.
ton for breach of promise when James
married, me. Perhaps she has. been
writing letters to him? Mind you don
let Dinah Ann find it, says Harry. Or
perhaps-perhaps James has been fool
ish enough to let her meet him! Harry,
not a married man himself, and alawyer,
would lend himself to any earthly thing
thing without scruple. All lawyers do. "
This rural district, remote from the
hauntsf Of willy men Of the world, was
given over entirely to farmers and farm
ing interests; simple minded and simple
hammered people, who lived out their
uneventful lives in the, routine of their
daily duties. The small market town Of
Northam, four miles distant, was sleepy
and primitive, never awakening from It's
slumbers, save on the weekly market
day. H had it's parson, It's doctor. and
it's lawyer Harry Eeete; ali z three Of
them being nearly as simple as the
It must be dnd1 lstdod, 1busT Is tdEfe ala
manners.
This, Thursday, was market day.
James. Harbury lad gone to it. in the
gig ofashrqthr &1ner, Peter Hall. hia
own mare, which he either fodetor Drove Bro
generally, being sick, He was a tall.
slender man Of SO years, very. very faiir.. with
e1ceedingly hands pmes lectures and mild
eyes, looking as unlike the popular mo-