The Bad Lands cow boy. [volume] (Little Missouri, Dakota [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-1886, 1884-10-02

ssiisee:: one snatched up Gracle's hat,
and turned toward the door, dragging
the child after her. q IL
" You shall not stir. lam delighted
70 see you here You shall not leave. &
:too..p &
She caught Oracle up and made a d
5m n oyement to dart past him, but he step:
ped before her with one arm outstreched,
barring the way Oracle alarmed at
this gesture, uttered q piercing shrek.
There was o sound Of quick steps ap-
jproaching and Mrs. Fargo appeared;
upon the threshold. DR.. Trim drop
ped his arm, and Amelia with ( flushed.
face and indignant mein, approached
Mrs. Fargo. z: 3ss
hat IN hesworld is the matter?s
exclaimed this lady g lbert, i thought;
you were o robber. How have you
been frigh tening Mrs. Pullyn ppsfss
Shall z exp plain y, asked the ID octor.5
looking toward Amelia, who vanished
through the door without replying. Dad
~ hy, here are; you going ~ cried
a5yoice III the hall It was Mrs. Trim
who arrested her guest on the way I'd
the front door. 555E
R Mrs. Fargo and Alberrt now rushed
out, and the storm center was trans
ferred to the hall. 81 s3s Ms
"A ou must! not go Amelia. entreat
you do not sgo;s cried Albert wildly.
sOf course you will not co. said
Mrs. Fargo, with decisio ion. q II never
heard Of any thing SO absurd come back
directly ! ineist upon knowing the
meaning Of all his. VI .Sho took Amelia
by the arm and almost forcibly led her
back into the parlor. SIT is clear y ,t,i,t
two haYe met before, : she continued,
assuming the Office Of inq uisitor; sswhen
and where was it ~ 81
5:.|aa Shall I tell ~ asked Albert.
Amelia maintained o haughty silence.
You do not object, and, really, I see
no reason why you should. Mother,
you have often wond ered that I did not
marry. This is the reason. He point
ed to Amelia, who still stood drape5
in, her long widows veil, clasping the
white obeds child in her arms.l }t5.
80 was not to blame, she said calmly.
.3s You were Is blame !; you should no,
have let your father Influence you" NE
You should not have disputed with
my father. He was older than you,
and of course knew better. q,
That is an exploded assumption
But am not going to renew that dis.
Bcussion with you: = Then with sud.
denly-awakened tenderness lie advanced
and took from her tired arms the little
girl, who was nodding heavily against
her shoulder. 81 ss3 81. s,S;.g Gl
There, sit, down, he said gently.
After all these years We may certainly
let the old quarrel rest. was SO taken
by surprise that I did not do Justice to
the tender feeling my heart has always
retained for yon. !" b. ! 3
Tender feeling -quarre1l What in
the name Of heaven are you talking
about ?n cried Mrs. Fargo, ;iimrpatiently.
81 am going to tell you.a returned
Albert, laying the head Of. the sleeping
child against his. breast, and beginning
to walk the floor. 6 How like you she
is, Amelia, . he said, looking fondly
at her. * s See, mother this should
have been your grand ohild. Yes, We
were ngaged. z on remember, Anne.
liza. tie night s: pro posed 2. Ii
was \, After the bali; at: the col.
lege, and we were walking home togeth.
er through the moonlit yillege street.
You wore rose-pink silk, with tulle over
it, and the tul1e was all in ;tatters, but
you looked as lovely as an: angel ;sand
YOU said Yes without hesitation like
the frank, sweet girl you were. Ali
we were very happy. = VI d
But You would always dispute with
papa about the proper treatment IN fe-
vers, and the giving Of caIomel, and Ill
that, said Amelia, sadly y. ssPa pa, who
had Spracticed medicine forty years, and
who Of course knew5s SO much better5 4
+; : All don't speak Of that, = pleaded
Albert humbly melting more and more;
wrought upon not by memory alone,
but by that mex licable tenderness thai
will flow out about q little head nestled
against the breast II own that I was
wrong. g Isl 5:57e5 Z
s You admit &c, az lastp exclaimed
Amelia, with an air Of triumph. Il Il
5$sla Wrong in disputing Igmean; not IN
The principle rs s:.,a 515 4
!. 9ou cling r. your heresy { Papa said
9 What have medical theories to do
with my loving you r. &. he asked !, pausing
before her and looking earnestly at her.
d You married, to- please you father, an
,old-school physician, twenty. years old
er than yourself Did hismedical ortho.
sdoxy make you happy ?'p ifsi55
;8 She dill not reply. ii
Tell me, g he insisted, sssswere Won
happy with him n 5 8
A3 You shan't question me SO y she "a.
piled. making . last struggle, {. Give
men me my baby. 4 don Y love to have any
one! hold her but myself. Az
See how :sweetly she is sleeping in
my arms, Amelia. I have never Sc en-
30 happy since the night We walked.
home from the dance together. Doesn't
Your heart tell you you owe me some
reparation for all the happiness You
you have kept back from me ~ I:
Amelia AutteredS her fan and looked
OF the floor u was q stained floor she
noticed. .,
Let me keep the BABY, he urged
4 let me teach her to call me papa. I, Z.
a sfaint smile curved Amelia's lips,
but she did not look up. He bent on
one knee before her. Il!
zss = Say yes' again, dear; : hs whispered. i
Ell be 80 good to you both. = .sss
81 The smile grew more decided, and
she bent forward as If to kiss the chiId,s
fair temple, but Ebert; perhaps misin-
terpreting her design bent forward al
80, and the kiss fell upon his mustached
LIP. 5ss5
Mrs. Trim and Mrs. Fargo, who had
tlptoed from the room d few. moments
before were embracing each other ii