Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1883-05-19
MAHALA'S MISTAKE.

"Alice can not keep her eyes on her
work"
"Poh!!"
Certain true!" and Helen sang mis-
clievously: ".Last night a Draw wooer
cam up the lang glen, an sair wi his
wooin' did he deere me, did he deere
me- But you need not look toward
the lang glen to-day, Allie. He won't
o m in the garish daylight"
What nonsense is this?" asked Man,
ma Aston"
ASK Alice, mamma" answered
Helen. ellis name and hers; where
they met; what he said; what she said;
and the result, like the game of consc-
gunces:?"
alice, what is Helen talking about?"
about a Mr.. Harvey Harrington, I
suppose. You remember, mamma, my
I@Qipg to the Sabbath-school Conven-
ton, m perham, with papa? I sat in
the singers gallery, and l was listen
ing with all my ears, when a gentleman
at my side said: Pardon, Madame; but
can you tell me the name of the speaker
who has just finished his remarks?"
REV. Mr.. Alston," 1 replied.
"Of what place, may I ask?"
Greenwood, sir"
He thanked me very politely, en-
tered the name and address in his note
book, and then went on to praise papa
to the skies. He said he had never
heard so much said in a few words.
That papa united the wit, wisdom, and
eloquence o.. Oh! dear, I forget
the names; but they were distinguished
men, no doubt. After that, we chatted
;1ogether quite awhile, for he was evil
IDENTIFY Il perfect gentleman. And then
and then" Alice faltered and a
bright color dyed her cheeks. II
thought we might never meet again, till
asst evening. He was at Mary's party
md very polite again, and quite amazed
10 ind l was Alice Aston, papa's
daughter.n
Very polite" added Helen. "Oh!
yes, extremely polite. Couldn't see any
one III the room but our Alice"
Just here she was interrupted by the
entrance of Aunt Becky Sharp, the vii
lage gossip.
Land sa3kes, Miss Aston! Hev ye
neerd the news?" she gasped, finging
NlIe her bonnet-strings and plying a
palm-leaf fan vigorously. g
Il don't know, Aunt Becky, what
dtal?n
'biers? No; collins neither. 'Taint
ds1h It's marvin that's goin' on. They
ueM say tibet Mahaly's got a beau"
"Mahala Graves?"
les so, Mis- Aston" .....
who is he?n
Why, a swell kind of Teller, loafin'
round here from Philadelfy. Say his
t halne is Haitington-Harvey Hating
~; ;vn' Esq. Saounds real genteel, don't
~ but, land sakes! like as not his true
s H'llle Is John Smith. I don't like his
s.H!e' He's got acquainted with several
S NUS mighty suddin'. Naow there's
.'ely squires. She'sridin' in the cars, an
VERY genteel Teller come an sot by her.
M hHen she give the conductor her ticket,
u vnl teller said: Il see, Madam, I see
~" are from Cramwood. 1 hev often
, II OF goin' there, like a pilgrim to
s1 l"ilhe, to lay the otferin' of my hearty
ti n9 at the altar Lor', I'm get
IN mixed tryin' to remember his swell
words; but he talked abaout John
,o l'lfes es if he was George Washing
c Col, Martin Luther, an Christopher
dvma"Hmbus all in one, an was quite
|Is mInolounded when Nelly said he was
an, brother. So he begged leave to call;
s ~l ne has kept on calm till he faound
yru' Johns invention didn't realize any
fho"' money, for all twas so smart, and
e Iln ne quit. He met Nellie Waters
bcII 10 her fathers factory, an said
rrsN u come to Cramwood to pay his
H. pects to the greatest manufacturer
thu world he'd ever produced. Not in
tf. eN'ent of his work, but its quail
if ,"' he went IN gassin' for ten OF
ti;n ngn =, minutes, till Nellie begun to
nn,i,i she was the Princess Royal an
D,1iin' shorter.
fpa n'n@@ around her a spell; but her
SAarp and shook him off. Naow
''erd of Mahala's legacy, and