Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1881-06-08

creature I ever knew. Square every
time. No nonsense bout Mag. Then
as for cuteness-she'd buy and sell me
fore sunrise"
'sThat you, Dan ?" The voice was
harsh and disagreeble. Dan Young adj
vanced and stood in the doorway, looking
out at the speaker.
What's wanting, Sharp p Young's
voice was not rlnaind; there was just a
shade of GOODNESS in his manner to the
man who sat on the horse opposite his
door.
Nothing very particular.
"Won't you get off?' Tin tone that
said plainly: 81 don't care whether you
do or not ").
emo; I'll move along. It'ldo another
time" and the sinister face turned away
away as Mr.. Sharp rode on toward his
home.
CT don't like the looks of that man, :"
said Dan Young aloud.
emo more do L" said his wife, who
entered the kitchen at that moment,
"What's he after?"
"Tom Sharp's business always was o
secret. Nobody knows where he's going
or what he's going for" replied Dan
Young, as though speaking to himself
"And that's the reason / don't want
him coming round this road" said Mrs
Young. "Mehitable took his eye; but
if Tom Young thinks I'd let him marry
her he's got heap to learn"
'You needn't bother about that,
Mag"
Mag looked at him inquiringly. "Why
needn't we bother? Amt she Just as
like to marry the wrong man if we don't
watch for her?"
'sI'll trust Mehitable every time. No
body'll make her marry the man she
don't want, and / don't think anybody'd
try. You would not, would you?"
"Theres sense in lookin' out, all the
same, ein't there?"
s'I'm not sure I'd let her know it if L
did watch. How was it with you, Mag ?"
Mrs. Young reflected. 1t was true
that she had her own way-had it spite
all her parents could say or do. Perhaps
Dan was right. She would not show too
plainly that she proposed exercising a
mothers choice In selecting husband
for Mehitable.
CT guess you are about right, for once,
Dan"
"Good. IF I'm right once maybe it's
for all time. I don't want Mehitable to
be vexed or bothered, one way or the
other. All you and I want is to see she
is happy"
''There was man came riding by,
Says l, old man, your horse will die"
Mrs Young suddenly closed the door,
and turning to her husband, said, "Dan,
if Mehitable shouldn't marry well it
would be the death of me. I'd never
get over it.
eyes," said Dan Young, simply,
s'we're both bound up in her."
= When Mehitable opened the door few
moments later, carrying her milk-pail,
her father was talking to her mother
about new mill that was going up ~
in Raccoon Greek. She heard the words
Capitalists Boston," revolution
ize things round here;" but her mind
was not on these. Fitting from thought
to thought, but always turning back to
one. - ~
e A week earlier she had gone down the
road and turned off into a lovely little
glen, where the COWS were in the habit
slanting; there was breeze that whirled
the leaves, and blew out into banners
the fading leaves of corn. It was a
breeze that betokened rain, and Mehita-
BILE loved above all things to watch the
clouds swooping down with roar of
thunder; loved to watch the forked
lightning play over the trees.
Instead of hurrying home, she sat
down on a huge stone, and casting bit
of wood among the COWS, compelled
them to wake out of their torpor and
move slowly out and on the road heading
homewards. The breeze increased, a
high wind came over the hills, and a
clap of thunder woke the echoes. 4
large drop of rain splashed fair against
her cheek, but Mehitable calmly looked
out upon the gigantic trees swaying,
bending before the storm that swept the
hill-tops half mile away.
The sound of horses hoofs was borne
to her ear. The next minute young
man galloped up the road. As the glen
faced him he could not avoid seeing the
girl. He thought at first glance she was
demented. A second look convinced him
of his error. He removed his cap grace
fully, reined in his horse, and addressed
her.
"Can be Of any service to you? The
rain will be on presently, and it will be
heavy
"Thank you. I like it. I live near
by" said Mehitable, pointing over the
hill.
The horseman smiled, held his horses
head well up, and in second was out OF
sight. But his bright face, which was
exceedingly handsome, and his clear,
ringing voice, that reminded her of sweet
bells, were impressed upon the girl. One
of those swift mental photographs that
survive forever.
The rain swept over the glen and the
thunder rolled grandly, as Mehitable
walked leisurely home, to be duly scold-
ed by her mother, who marveled What
that girl could see in a shower of rain
that drenched her to the skin" Mehita-
bic was thinking of the handsome young
man she saw in the glen, when rap
came at the door. Mrs. Young opened