The Northern Pacific farmer., 1881-11-10


o wave, with thy dlrge like tune!
There's sathomless gulf ,llvi,.ing
4 day Of December aud June.
Tho Spectator.
PRINGLE'S FLAT.
"A Honeymoon Experience In tho Far west
"Iou will have 4 beautiful day, my dear,
said Mrs. Hope. rs she looked alu,iringl,
nrst at hel son Dick. as he was driving u}
to the door in a new buggy, then at he
daughter in law, Mrs. Hope whose honey
moon was ut its full.
Il au, s, slal! said the young wife
What lovely weather We have had eve
since I came here! not at al what some of
my friends predicted when they said We
ought to spen our honeymoon in tho east
Dick Hope at that moment sprang on
OF his buggy lightly, ana gallantly extended
hand to his wife.
ANonsen>e!" exclaimed Mary Hope. 81
am not such q hel pless creature that cam
get in myself, and she stepped lightly into
the buggy with a merry laugh.
Old Mr.. Hope, coming down from the
stableS ut that moment, eyed the horse
buggy asd harness Dick had expended
seven hundred dollars on the turn out)
then stood patting the horses neck kindly
He was an adnlirer of fine horses, and his
Judgment was sou ht far aud wide on al
points Of horse flesh.
"There's fine metal there. Dick"
II know it, said Dick proudly.
Cheap at four hundred, said Mr.. Hope
"Ha7e Won tried her YETI"
II think she is good for two-twenty- one
without an offort"
"Why, isn't that a fast horse, Dick? asked
his wife, whose curiosity was aroused.
Just middling." answered her husband.
I'VE have them out here faster than that.
1T is fase," said his f., her. "We used
to think it impossible, but we've got So far
on that there's no telling what's in horse.
like this mare very much. If it was any
body else's I'd
Come, now, what would you give, fa-
ther?" said Dick, banteringly.
1T all in the family. SO I'm saved a
hundred dollars, at least
"A hundred more wouldn't buy her. ia
ther just slv to anybody that covets my
new mare l won't take a cent less than
500. Why, she goes like the wind"
''That re1linds me- Dick, you'd best take
the road round by Drake's."
And loose good half hour" said
Dick.
"That's long way round, father" said
the elder Mrs. Hope.
You take my advice, said her husband
II mean coming back. It doesn't matter
going. # it should blow, you'll find it
Safest"
''Dick, who was adjusting strap. looked
off east and west, smiled in satisfied way,
and observed: Il don't see any signs of a
Storm
Nor l." said his father, ''hut no on
knows anything about that wind here. II
never forget the sweep got twenty Years
ago coming over Pringle's Flat"
That's where we are going, isn't it,
Dick?" Mrs. Dick Hope looked the least
trit1e anxious as she turned to her husband.
"Was it so bad, Mr.. Hope?"
'B I'd? Bad's no name for it. Why it
blew my wagon as far as from here to the
barn, blew the horses off their feet, tore
up trees, and lodged me against rock and
saved my ife."
THAT must have been TERRIBLE" said
Mary Hope.
Don't let him frighten you," said Dick,
snlilingly: lightning never strikes ice in
the same place. I'm Ill right you see. The
only time was blown away was when
went east fol you. Are we ready nov?
Basket ID. mother?'
Mrs. Hope nodded gaily, Dick lifted the
reins lightly. and away the new buggy
with Its happy occupants sped over the
prairie.
1t was early morning. The fingers of
the dawn stretched upward. dissolviug the
and the line Of woodland that lay away off
to the west like the fringe Of neatly Gu,
garment. The young wife inhaled the per-
fumes exhaled from the flowers, filing
the atmosphere with rich oders. There
were lines upon lines Of variegated tints
above the horizon. Such sunrise Mary
Hope had never looked upon except among
the mountains. There tints of crimson,
amber and gold, and all white pillars rollen
majestically palaces more magnificent and
stately than the human mind can conceive
"How grand! she said, as Dick looked
smllinglv at her.
AS the red and golden glories stretched
above he horizon. a light breeze sprung u;,.
tanning Mary Hopes cheeks, cares>ing he,
hair lightly, and sighlng through the thin
shelvage of trees that Dicks father had
planted along the roadside before Dick
was born. The god of day wheeled hiA
chariot aloft, radiating. as only the summe,
sun can, the rarest tlnts of amber, crimsol
and gold, until the purple elories, rolling
like great billows, gradually archcd them
selves into the semhllnce of agateway
through which Mary Hope caught, in fancy.
glimpses of the celestial city She did not
speak, but sat perfectly quiet, drinking il,
the beauties of the most beautiful morning
Dick Hope had ever witnessed in the west
There is Prlngle's Flat" said Dick sud
denly pointing ahead.
Surely we have not come seven miles
yet, D.ck?"
scarcely How far is that ahead?"
"It is mile, Dick"
Dick lang ,ed loudly; "Its near 4our. :"
Il don, understand it"
"Th It's what the smart hunters from the
east Say when they shoot and miss their
game. It's the atmosphere, Mary"
Its small place." said his wife, as she
looked forward to Pringle's Flat, lying a
little below them. Beyond it there Was
ribbon of molten gold, made by the suns
slanting rays falling upon the river, "and
that is the river"
Well be there in twenty minutes" said
Dick, when I want to introduce you to
some of the incest people in this end Of the
state"
The people Dick referred to received the
young couple in q manner that made Mary
Hopes cheers glow with qualification. Her
husband was universally admired-as fine 4.
specimen of his kind as was ever produced
west of Prlngle's fit. The bride, during
the two hours they remained in the town,
created ripple OF talk. There was some
thing about Dick and his wife that made
people turn and look at them. When they
drove away, score of friends waved good
wishes and tossed kisses after them.
Now for Dams R ,ck, said Dick, as he
gave his mare the rein, and cast backward
glance at Pringle's Flat. Pretty, isn't it2 "
Pretty!" said his wife, why, Dick, it is
lovely! See the hight on the church win
dows; it looks as though it really were on
fire. The houses are so pretty, too
II am glad you like it. That reminds
me; do you see that house above the church,
to the left?"
1T looks charming-the prettiest house
there"
"Glad you like it."
"Why, Dick?"
''It's yours. I bought it before went
east for you. Wen look inside of it when
we return, if we have time"
That was Dick Hopes way
The drive to Dams Rock occupied an
hour.