McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1883-11-22
SARAH DAYRE.

SARAH DAYRE.
1t was a golden day in early Septem
her, and the doors and windows of tn
Widow Dayre's old fashioned hous'
stood open to admit the soft, balmy air
fragrant with the old fashioned fiower
In the quaint beds of the front yard.
Great lilacs shook their round, glossy
leaves in the afternoon sunshine, anC
the tall rows of ounce bushes WERE
laden with the ripening fruit.
In large, cool dining room Mrs
Dayre and her youngest daughter
Sadie, were busy shining the COLDER
pippins, ready for drying.
A young man came up the shady
pleasant path, and standing in the door.
way bowed low to Sadie, craving the
privilege of resting for while within
their pleasant room: Said:
81 am Mr.. Derby. of the great house
of Derby & Brothers, of New York
city. You have doubtless heard OF
;themP"
"Yes," Sadie said, 81 have heard
Who hadnotP
Then sitting down, he discoursed very
pleasantly and piquantly of the many
interesting adventures he had met In
his travels. Said he:
'sMy feet are blistered from walking
this afternoon. never walked scarce
ly any before in my life. have always
been at school or college. Last spring
my brothers, who have always petted
me so much, fancied was not looking
so well, and advised tour to Europe.
But desired travelling in our frontier
settlement.
$50 started forth with my own car
riage and driver, and I have dearly en-
joyed myself, until to-day, when our
carriage was broken in crossing a new
piece of road back here. The driver
wishing to get the carriage to shop
for repairs, vainlystried to return to
our hotel; but I do assure you I am
completely exhausted
And he looked up at Sadie so earn
estly for sympathy that that tender
hearted damsel really from her heart
pitied him.
Turning to the table within the room
he saw one of the circulars of the Cos
mopohtan association lying there, and
taking it up he said:
$50 you have one of our circulars?"
eyes," replied Sadie. "Our mer-
chant gave it to me.''
"Would you not like to become a
member of our society,""
Sadie thought she would.
ssSee, here is our Art journal. 1
will send it to you for a year. Let me
make you a member of the society.
Perhaps you would draw some beauti-
full piece of statuary. Even the Greek
Slave, for instance"
Sadie blushed. How pleasant it was
to converse with this handsome, dark
eyed stranger.
Chow nice it would be to have a par
ing bee! have read of suoh things in
books and papers. Do you think your
mamma would allow you to have one,
so that could attendp''
Again his dark eyes were bent upon
her, and she could not refuse.
"What lovely apples! We never see
such as these in New York. Oh, Mrs.
Dayre, would you be so kind as to sell
me a carload of them to send on to my
brothersp"
Mrs. Dayre was well pleased to sell
n6r apples, dHO Suo tolu uiu SAo "ouio
only be too glad to.
Then Mr. Derby was looking at the
pretty home made carpet that covered
the dining room floor, and he said:
elbow often have read of all these
things, and dreamed of the quietness
and bliss of rural life! There, Sc
cluded from the great world, and far
away from all its sting, with the lovely
being whom should delight to own as
wife. how happy and blessed should
bel"
Again he turned his dark eyes Ian
guishingly upon Sadie, whose heart
was fiuttering, the color coming and 60
ing in her cheeks, as she thought:
tsPerhaps he cares for me-"
She had read of snch things-how
rich young men had gone out away
from the city to WOO and win country
maidens.
Would she ever be Mrs. Derby, and
ride in her own carriage, live on Fifth
avenue in 8 brown stone front, and
wear diamonds and satinP
Mrs. Dayre, who was elated at the
prospect of selling her apples at high
prices, now commenced bustling about
at getting supper, and Mr.. Derby said:
81 guess will go out where the men
are blowing for wheat. l like to see
nature in all her varied aspects"
And, bowling low to the pretty Sadie,
he went out.
Sadie watched him as he went through
the great orchard-saw him as he stood
talking with the men. There was the
hired m an-faithful, patient Rob. How