Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1881-09-08
"SaUCY EYES. /"

OHuUf EfEOt
She came smiling across the fields,
her arms laden with hawthorn bloom,
Harold Carleton, as he saw her, thought
her the very incarnation of spring, she
was so young, so fresh, SO full of ex-
uberant vitality. Yet she was only a
cottager's daughter, apparently, for her
dress, though neat, was cheap. She
glanced up at him as she passed, with
her great, eloquent eyes, half-slyly,
Enthusiastically.
Harold was fresh from Cambridge,
and at Is Thought himself quite in an
other sphere, even in point of age, from
the rustic Of -. He was disposed to be
patronizing.
What's the hurry, little Saucy
Eyes?" he said. stop and give
fellow kiss.
My name isn't Saucy Eyes,.an you
know it. Gentlemen" and shE empha-
sized the word, when they speak to me
call me Miss Kent"
She had stopped to say this, and she
now walked ON with head erect and the
air of a born Princess.
Whewl |" whistled Harold. "but
I've made mess of it. No cottagers
daughter has an accent like that. Who
in the deuce can she be2 A regular lit
tie spit fire, though"
He ventured to ask the landlord about
her, at the small inn where he lodged.
He had come to this picturesque, lilly
region on II trout-fishing excursion. and
he knew no one there.
90, that's the minister's daughter"
vas the reply. Had her arms full of
hawthorn, you say? Yes, there's plenty
ii it about here one of the few places
there is. We've miles of hedge. Miss
Kate was taking the bloom home to
decorate the parlor. She's rare one
Tor flowers. You should see her dec
crate the church at Christmas. All the
Young ladies give way to her in that.
though she is but child as yet"
If she grows up as pretty as she is
now, she'll make many fellows heart
ache, said Harold, philosophically, as he
helped himself to another brook-t trout;
and in five minutes more, so excellent
vas the dinner, he had forgotten all
about the child
Years passed. Harold has taken his
degree and was now studying law, the
profession of his father, Hugh Carleton.
and his grandfather before him. just
before the summer vacation began he
had received a letter from home,
we shall certainly expect you, dear, {"
his mother wrote, this year. and will
take no excuses 1t has been two years
since Won We're at home. remember. We
nave had such an accession, too, to our
society. Our new rector is most ex-
tellcnt man, and has such charming
daughter, very pretty girl, and so
bright, intelligent and high bred"
Now Harold, who had gone the sum-
mer before to France and Germany, had
thought this year of going to Norway
had almost given his promise, in fact,
but at this appeal he wrote back that he
would come home and spend the whole
vacation at Inglewood," for that was
the name Of Hugh Cartoons place.
Dear mamma, it was so hard on her
last year, !" he said to himself.
The very day that Harold came home
the rector went away on a four weeks
visit with his wife, and the last words he
sad to his daughter, as ! got into the
carriage, were
Good-by, Katie, and don't forget to
20 up to Squire Cartoons and ask to
have the gardener come to see the gar.
den. The Squire told me to send for
him Only yesterday. With his aid we
can manage to keep the garden very
nice. "
/ suppose l might as we'll go at
gyln - oa1I Kat., l. i
disa appeared. Dear old papa, l am
sorry You and ma have gone; but I'm
going to have lots of fun, with no one
but old Mamie TO look after me-. And
her eyes fairly danced with the mischief
Of Is.
Harold Carleton himself was in the
gard II when Katie came il. He had
arrived unexpectedly the night before,
week sooner than he had expected. He
was fond of little amateur gardening
1t times, and was Just now bending over
a moss-rose bush, hoe in hand His
back was toward Kate, and she, suppos-
ing him to be the gardener, called out:
80, Adam-that's your name, | hear
please ask Mr.. Carleton if he can spare
YOU for couple Of hours this afternoon.
It's Dr. Kent's, you know, at the rect
prl.'
Harold glanced mischievously at the
pretty fa,e half hidden by the tall lilies,
which she had stopped to smell as she
was speaking. Here was chance for
some sport. Kate had never, probably,
seen the new gardener, who had only
come two days before. Why could not
le personate the old fellow ? 1t was fort
nate for him that he had an old coat
N. he thought.
So, calling Adam, he took the old man
INTO the plot, giving him o crown for
hush-money, aud. in the afternoon, made
sis appearance at the rectory, and,
nocAing Mt the back door, asked for
a,iers.
anains forward t.1 r. Let me She SHOW nS YOU
your work. I'll put on lay garden hat
and be ont in a minute"
Harold presented rather curious APP
pearancc as he followed Kate down tie
long walk. Ills usually-elegant attire
had been exchanged for a jacket and
trousers Of coarse jeans, and his dark
curing hair was covered by red wig,
similar in color to Adams fiery locks.
De had assumed the same shutling gait,
also.
Here is your work, ADAM said
Kate; "tie up the roses, and then weed
this bed Of hyacinths; train this wis
tlria, and, if You have any more time,
come to me for further orders.
Harold bowed awkwnrdly, while a
mischievous glenn shot from the brown
eyes rs he Proceeded to tie up the way
ward rcses.
'''rnis is getting interesting. he OBJ
served. ." I wonder what my next order
nh be -? BY George, but Miss Kate
queens it well What perfect beauty
she is WheH how hot 1t is +"
He wiped the persriraticn from his
heated brow.
"a begin to understand how the orig
nal Adam must have felt when COM
manded to earn his bread by the sweat
II his brow. There. the wisGaria Is ted
up. Path, num-" he said, as Kate IA.
appeared, was llst comm 10 see
whatever else there was to be done"