Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1884-07-09
II hope, mother" he said, "she has

II hope, mother" he said, "she has
not esid anything To-"
at is not natural that she should
need my presence, said the old lady
gently. II might have known it; now
am certain of it. Home is the best
place for me. But remember one
thing. dear Rufus. Do not outspend
your income. Rosamond is young and
thoughtlcss. You yourself are inexpe-
ricnced----"
"Oh, it's all right, mother" said the
young man carelcssiy. '.But l did hope
that you could be happy herer'
Mrs. Mildlnay shook her head.
II shall see you sometimes" said
she. If ever YOU are in trouble,
Rufus--yo1 or Rosamond, either--you
will know where 10 come"
So the Old lady went away from the
pretty biiou of u house in Para bole-
place, with its bay windows, its Turco-
man portieres. and the boxes OF flowers
in all the easements.
'.Rosamond," said the young hus-
band, rs he studied over the list OF
vUvhiy .sii., - ,i.o.. u,n.v- -e~.yva~~..-s,
Il believe my mother was right. We
are outrunning our income.
I
sewing frill of point-lace on to the
neck Of n rose-colored satin reception
dress. "What has put that ridicule
idea into your head, Rufus?"
Facts and figures, answered Rufus.
"Just look here. Rosie
But l don't want to look!' said
Rosamond, impaticntly turning her
head away, 'and l won't-so there!
or course one can't live without mon
ey. especially if one goes into society,""
Rufus whistle,l under his breath.
"But Rosamond," said he. "if man
spends double his income, how are the
accounts to balance at the years s cndP"
II don't know anything about bal
nnccs and accounts" said Rosa mond
with sweet sportive laugh. ..How do
you like this dress RufusP" holding up
the cleaning folds Of the pink satin.
II shall wear it on Thursday evening""
DO you think. Rose said the young
man gently, "that it is wise for us to
go SO much into society OH our slender
income?"
THAT arrow came from your moth
er's Quiver, Ruius!' said Rosamond
with another laugh. ''She was always
preaching about your income
"And. after all" said Rufus, .'what
do we care for the fashionable people
to whose houses we go, and whom we
invite to our par,iesP They wouldn't
one of them regret il we were to 60 to
the Rocky Mountains tomorrow"
IL would as soon die 1T once as live
without soce,y!' said Rosamond. do
leave off lccturing me, Rufus! Society
is all that makes life worth having for
me-"
And, with a deep sigh. Rufus held
his peace.
That was long lonely winter fol
Mrs. Mildmsy. senior, at Tho Hem.
locks.
Snow set in early; tho r'ver frose
over, as If it were shectcd with iron,
except in the one dismal place down In
tho ravino, where restless p vol Of ink
black water boiled and bubi led at the
foot Of . perpendicular mars of grey
rock. under the shadow ct gloomy
cvergrecns; tho sunshine glitiered with
frozen brightness over tho hills, anG
the old lady was often secretly sad q
heart as she sat all alone in tho Grim
son parlor by the big fireplace, whez
the logs blazed in the twilight.
And as the New Year passed, and tn
bitter cold of January took possession
of the frozen world, vague apprehen
sion crept into her heart
Something is going to happen. sh
said. II am not superstitious, bu
there are times when the shadow G
coming events stretches darkly acroa
the heart. Something is going to haE
penr'
And one afternoon, as the ambe
sunset blazed behind the leafless trees
turning the snowy fields to masses {
molten pearl, she put on her fur-line
hood and cloak.
II will go and take q walk" sai
she. II shall certainly become BY
pochondriac If sit all the time by th
lire and nurse my morbid fancies Lib
this"
She took . long brisk walk down b
the ruins of the old mill. through IL
cedar woods, across the frozen swami
, | and then she paused.
/ II will come back by the Blac
Pool" she thought .It Is wild an
, picturesque spot in winter. with icicl,
; hanging 10 the tree-boughs, and weir
ice effects over the face Of the old gre
, rock"
! 1t was . dark and gloomy plac
I funerally shaded by the hemlock
which grew there TO . giant size; %
when Mrs. Aildmay got beneath the
s boughy, she started back.
Was it the illusive glimmcr Of 4
darkening twilight. or was il really
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