Turner County herald. (Hurley, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1883-08-02

ancient garden, full OF sweet williams
and Lilac bushes, and wandering tendrils
OF clematis; where monster pear trees
| flung their penllons of shade across the
box bordered paths.
What o change it was after the toll
and drudgery of the town poor house,
this life of easy comfort, with the softly
earpeted floors, the curtains of snowy
muslin looped with ribbon, the books,
the flowers, the atmosphere of re-
pose.
Naomi's young life seemed to expand
within it, like dahodil in the sunshine.
And Demas Dodd, himself scarcely forty,
was SO gentle, SO refined, and SO com.
panionable. -
Papa" cried Naomi, who was an
impetuous little creature, and always
spoke out her thoughts and feelings,
''you are 80 NIGEL don't think ]
ever loved any one as much as love
you"
And yet there was certain shad-
ow of awe in the girls manner toward
him.
''What is it9" Naomi asked herself.
81 am not afraid of him. Do all girls
feel SO toward their father? But then
haven't known papa all my life. OF
course that accounts for it. It's SIM
pie enough when one comes to think of
it," - ~ I
1 Demas Dodd's daughter had scarcely
dwelt ~ her new home month when a
greasy, in-spelt note arrived from Mr..
Grigg, the superintendent of the Poor
House.
He wants me to come down there"
said Mr.. Dodd. "I wonder what
for?"
Papa, can't 1 go too 2" said Mao
mi.
''Not this time," Mr.. Dodd responded,
gently. 'But perhaps will bring Ruth
back with me to spend the day-if Mrs.
Griggs can spare her. -
The superintendent was sitting up in
state before his lcdgers and account
books, when Mr.. Dodd was shown into
the reception room.
''Mrs. Bibb has come home," said the
superintendent. "Nlrs. Bibb is our
matron"
~Has she?" said Mr.. Dodd. "But
am at loss to know how that fact can
possibly affect us?"
''She hns opened our eyes," said Mr..
Griggs, with flourish OF his left hand.
ooh, said Mr.. Dodd.
''Prepare yourself, said the sHperin-
tendent. "We've been mistook. Ma
omi's the wrong one. Ruth was your
darter all along. Mrs. Bib knows.
She brung 'em both up, by hand.
Naomi belongs to the old brickmak er,
who fell intothe kiln and broke his neck,
/ siy ie, tp,,t nj
I amt the man willingly to deceive my
fellow creeters, not if it was law to-.
| Naomi's the wrong one, and Ruth is
your daughter, Mr.. Dodd."
| Mrs. Bibb, an elderly female, with q
bottle nose, and a succession OF double
chins, was called to give testimony, and
it was incontrovertible,
81 am sorry for this, said Mr.. Dodd,
grayely; 81 have grown very fond OF
Naomi"
"Ruth's q deal handler about the
house." interposed Mrs. Griggs. "Na.
oml always was feather-headed cree
tur, She's got a pretty face, and that's
ALL"
Little Ruth came in, trembling and
pale Was the fairy story about to be
revived :? Was she the disguised prin-
cess, after all? And Naomi only an in
ebriatea -bricsmaker's daughter? She
would rather have drudged on at the
poor house all her days, than to have
Mrs. Bibb divlllge her identity thus.
But, as Mrs. Griggs declared, "truth
was truth" Naomi returned to the
poor house, and Ruth took possession
OF the pretty, old red brick house,
where the China roses smelled so sweet
iy, and the canaries sang in the bay
window.
I" My dear" sad Nlr. Dodd, stroklng
the pretty head, 'I hope you will be
very happy here. ;"
" Papa, said Ruth, pluclzing up
courage, 81 can't be happy without Ma
omi.
Mr.. Dodd smiled. A tender softness
came into his eyes.
"That's what was thinking myself,
Ruth, T" said he. "Shall Igo after hor ?''
:" Oh. papa!" cried the girl, ecs static-
ally, ''if you only would p
Toward evening Demas Dodd came
back to the old rcd brick house with
Naomi sitting beside him in the pony
| phaeton.
Ruth ran to meet her, and in half a
minute the girls were clasped in each
| others arms.
"Oh, Naomi-my Naomir' cried Ruth.
81 have beenibuilding such castle in
the air.
Have you?" said Naomi, "What is
it?"
" You are to stay here forever" said
Ruth. Because you know, dear, we
can't be separated from each other.
Papa will fall in love with you. He can't
help it. And he will ask you to be his
wife, and"
ooh, Ruth! Ruth!" cried Naomi,
clasping her hand on the others mouth.
''You are q veritable fortune teller. We
were married this morning."
| Ruth uttered little outcry OF Joy,
and showered kisses on Naomi's fore.
head, lips and throat.
ooh, Lam so g!ad!" she exclaimed
81 am so glad!'
And it is not probable that n step.
| mother ever received a warmer welcome
than Ruth Dodd accorded to her that
| day.
The troublous question was settled
satisfactorily at last. Ruth and Naomi
were happy, and so was Mr.. Demas
Dodd.
And the whole thing went to prove
that romances may be evolved even
from the stone walls OF the town poo,
house.
Family Dramas.
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