The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1881-09-08

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Miss Emeers. there goes the fellow uhde.
that stsaggling vine" &
! "Humph!" was all tho answer she vouch.
safed him as ehe went on with her digging
but she doubted the.existence of the toad
and belit we'd he was making fun of her,
The minutes crept up IL, o'clock came,
ana Bob was waxing sAvaeeiy hungry. Al
he emptied tho Fourth basket Of potatoes he
said:
! ut is noon, now, Miss Embers. I'm sure
See! Old Sol is directly over us. Ccn:c, let
us have our lunch under tbs apple tree.
In. hungry as a eannibal."
| Il, too, acknowledged Garnet. zee,
that carcel yonder, Bob. and don't you
Squeeze it, else you'll crush the cranberry
talts in it. Aunt Sarah made them and
she's famous pastry cook"
Cranberry tarts!" his mouth beginning
to water. You bet I'll hold it lightly. !
am especially fond of them. But what del
icacies does the luncheon contain, Miss
Embere, prepared by your hands?"
Not any, Bab," with something that
soanded like sigh. II am no better cook
than dressmaker. We have both missed
our vocation: worked two years in Mad
anne Brownies establishment endeayo,ins
20 learn how to cut and make dresses, but
failed ANONYMOUSLY; was therefore sent
home minus a recommendation. So il viii
be with you, Bob, Although thore.:rhlv
good man, Mr.. Denver Is a very
exacting one, and if ycue work to-day is a
specimen of what So0 can do, he will not
Keep you in his service any longer than
What is absolutely necessary. What up
aaA work life is for the poor! Bear me! I
wonder what am good fos, anyhow"
Good to look at" be muttered, under
~, breath, wishing that she would toss off
the sunbonnet that almost concealed her
face. Then aloud, GOOD to dig pota-
toes, I suppose"
At which both laughed heartily, and to-
gether they wendell their way to the apple
tree, weighing down with golden fruit, at
whose foot they were to pertake of their
lunch. A musical streamlet threaded it's
way over pebbly bed, washing the roots
of the apple tree as it ran merrily OF. He4e
on the grass in sound Of its babbling voice,
they seated themselves and prepared to
partake Of the repast which Garnet began
to spread daintily out on newspaper, first
throwing off the offending sunbonnet,
which notion caused the red brown hail to
tumble about her face, making picture at
which Titan would have rayed.
"By Jupiter!" calculated Bob, "ste is
even prcttier than imagined. She is G
perfect witch"
He had dotted his sombrero, aud his
picturesque, Moorish face, illuminated by
darby splendid eyes, Garnet thought the
handsomest ia the world.
IF he; were noia hired NJ. xhn snnseS
"or even had ever % email an income I
believe ! could '...ra him. As it is. Tie idea
rs SIMPLY -..d;oulous. viii sound him to
see II r. Is as intellectual as he looks.
s'ae did SO. end they both fell into con-
.essatioR 70 agreeable. to bot3. That time
PASSED by UNDECIDED. 4 rams voice arous-
ed them. II, was fftr. Denver's.
"Hci9h- ho!" he cried, in hearty tcne,
hating picnic on small stale: Plaguy
mean OF Miss Garnet, not to extend an in
vitation to year nearest neighbor. When
did you arrived"
last night, And, Mr.. Denver az they
shook hands. II took tie liberty of solicit
ing help frcp. yoar hired man IN digging a
few bushels of potatoes to take to market"
*Ha, hi, hal" The good mans laugh
rang out loud and clear. did you really
take him for hired man? Why, this is nv
guest, Mr.. Lincoln-t he:gentleman who
owns the mortgage on your aunts place.
He. to use an expression in vogue, is fairly
rolling in riches. Ha, ha, ha! nv hired
man! Miss Embers, Mr. Lincoln
He strolled away, and the two. were left
alone. No reply; the fair face was buried
low in her hands, and Garnet felt as If she
could never meet his gaze again. How
came she to make such an egregious blum.
der. Well, no apology would be admissible
now, ehd she must brave it out as we'll as
possible.
"Garnet," and now the hands were re-
moved from the flushed face and held in his
warm CLASP, ''1isten to me. You have made
a mistake, and the only way you can rectify
it is to accept me as your friend. Will
your" - ..-,-.
And plucky little Garnet, with coquet-
fish glance from under her JET black lashes,
said:
Il will. That is, with pretty hesitat-
ing voice, If you take me and auntie's DO.
tatoes to market with Mr.. Denvers horse.
lswish to purchase some groceries,"
It is needless to say that he did as she
desired, and late in Novembe when. the
air was chill and keen an the fakes eddied
to the ground and covered it with a mantle
of white, Robert L ncoln presented Mrs.
barley with deed of the place and took
Garnet away with him to his city home,
where. as his wife, she reigns quite royalty
and he always blesses the day when he dug
potatoes with her, and she took him for MIR,
Denvers hired man.