Turner County herald. (Hurley, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1884-03-27
- Ida, .,ha..a dear. viii you not encourage

me llow?n ~ ouooulage
am not talking of the present and
you must thoroughly understand fhs
phst. You never would listen Ia reason
psiore; perhaps yeu will hear it now.
Mllngly, only too willingly. viii
near all; tell me anythiue that can M recti.
~ ths past, or take me as am 20, and sISsr. snr
get all the rest!' : '>1-N ~.
! never breathed a word Of this to
anyone, butt can, l will tell you all /
listen! Yon started on your Western
m.p, ano whie you were gone became
acqdalnted with Ned Heed, Was there
any harm in that 2" 49,
None, Ida, none."
linen why were you 80 angry when
you found OF him visiting me on your re-
Because" answered Jerome hum.
piy, II was jealous-selfishly iealons ot
you, Ida; and had not right to bes''
right" ''S snauo~ Oh
n,.;nsa But eve, everything is satisfactorily ex-
t,n,.sas, No, ), Jerome. not yet; / have not
Finish, then, dear, and return a ia.
voIaple answer to my suit"
MY answer will be, when I have
elaed, Just what it was three years ago.
when you rushed off so rashly to Brazil
because your imagination led you to be-
lleve was encouraging the attentions
OF Mr.. Heed. And now can you ask me
again it those three years were long
ones tome? just think of it. All that
time l was forced-positivelv forced
TO sing those horrid love songs giving
the music book she held ap angry little
slap to that fellow whom I could hardly
toierate, but whom my mother thought
good match for me Now you know
al.positively all. Judge for yourself
whether Il"
But Just at this juncture the sound Of
Yo:ces broke upon them, and Ida led the
way 70 the piano. In q few seconds
their friends joined them, and they all
united IN the chorus of an old, familiar
song, Ida and jerome singing the solo
part. '
Soon after the visitors took their de-
parture, and although Grace said:
'How quiet the house seems without
them," Ida was happy, evidently en-
loylng some deep secret of her own.
That same night, long after the bouse
Was quiet, as Ida was still sitting on the
ilttie red sofa in the parlor, thinking and
building air castles, her attention was
suddenly attracted by something glisten.
ing IN the card basket on the center ia
BILE. = w. '- 'A
What could it be?
She arose and went to the table.
There in the card basket Law tiny dia.
mond ring! How familiar it looked, and
1t Just fitted her third finger. She mi
nutely examined it. Yes, it was the
same ring Jerome had given her before
his trip to the West-the same ring that
mad SO mysteriously disappeared when
he departed for Brszil. Ida removed il
from her finger and restored it to he
card basket. But what was that. also
IL the basket? A little note! She read
it. Its contents told how, when Jerome
bade her farewell the Jewel had accii.
dentally slipped into his hand. and thai
now, as all was we'll again between them.
he had restored her engagement ring to
her. :
And SO it Unopened that in few days
1t become known to all the young peo.
pie IN the vicinity that Ida Stanton and
Jerome Wilton, and Edward Saker and
MISS Wilton we're engaged; also that in
month or two there would be double
wedding in the little parlor with the red
sofs.
In due time the bells rang out merriIy
in the village of Milford, carriages
rolled up to Mr.. Vanderpool's door. and
the cosy parlor was decorated for the
nuptials.
The servants had just put on the
finishing touches and the double bridal
party was ready.
ida, in her white satin and orange
blossoms, and jerome led the way and
close behind them came Belle and Ed.
word; then followed Grace and Walter
Hastings with the other bridesmaids
and groomsmen.
Who ever saw two such charming
brides before or two such attractive
grooms?
But Grace! She was radiant with the
hope that within a few months there
would be an occasion for another we'd
ding, at which time the merry chimes
would ring again and Milford's young
people would be out in force to see the
charming belle of the season, Miss Grace
Vanderpool, and Mr.. Walter Hastings
happily married in the cozy parlor with
the little red sofa. - philadelphia Call.
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