The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-10-17

"Neuces county, indeed?" ana the
lady looked interested.
Ever been out that way?'
mo, never"
well, you'd oughter co." and en-
couraged by her attentive look, he
launched into a glowing description,
which quite obscured the cold and
meagre supper and endured to its end
Upon their return to the parlor the
lady signifed to an attendant her WISH
to be shown to No. AZ, and the colonel
also decided to investigate the quarters
assigned to himself. They assembled
together as far as the second story, u
there the waiter darted down an obscure
passage and throwing open a door de
posted the lady's satchel within, n
then led his remaining charge to high
or regions. .,
1t was very cold in the narrow little
| closet to which she found herself as
signed, and by the time she had taken
off her hat and rearranged her hair, and
superintendent the placing of her trunk
in the nicely calculated space left va
can't for the purpose, she was shiverlng
to such an extent that she determined
to seek the parlor once more. Half way
down a heavy tread behind her made
her look over her shoulder. 1t was the
colonel also descending.
"Colder'n Lapland, amt it? he said.
Going to the parlor to get warm; l
reckon I'll go with you"
He seemed to have no dawning OF
doubt as to the acceptability of his COM
pany, and indeed she made no objec-
ton.
The two ladies who occupied easy
chairs before the fire, politely made
room for them then, finding it difficult
to carry on their interrupted gossip in
the presence of strangers, rose and after
sauntering about the room a few mo-
ments, went out.
well, Tn glad they concluded to
leave" said the Colonel. "They didn't
look soclable like. / hate these stuck
up lookin' females that eye you likes eft
they'd never seen the like afore. We've
got the place to ourselves now, an here's
a pianner. Couldn't give us a tune,
could YEP"
ooh, yes" she said willingly, and
taking her place before the open in
strument she dashed at once into one of
those compositions usually labelled
Moroccan de Concert" Her auditor
listened but not with interest.
"That's pretty good, he said indiffer-
emily. 81 s'pose you couldn't play
Listen to the Mocking Bird could ye?
/ know a lady down my way ct KIN jis'
knock that tune off like smoke"
She laughed good-naturedly, and at
once began the variations upon "Auld
Lang Syne," which so inexplicably in
PRODUCES the other QUO popular mel
ody.
She played with a fluent ease and
brillancy that showed industrious prac-
tice, bringing out her melody well
through all the labyrinth of runs, arpeg-
gios and tremolos devised for it by the
ingenious author.
The colonel sat entranced, the aper-
ture between moustache and whisker
widened to a degree that gave his coun-
~tenance quite a cavernous aspect.
Bully 70 he cried when she had fin
ished. THAT jis' bangs the Widder
Bates all to thunder. You amt mar
ried2"
Eyes / am,n she said, nodding her
head and glancing at him mischievously.
"Nol by thunder, that's too bad!
You fill the bill almos' to a har, you do.
/ did say she shu'd have this yer fine
yeller hair cts goin' about now, but that
amt no great matter much eff she's got
style an kin play the pianner, an that
you kin jis' everlastinly do. I sorter
tuck a likin' to you the mint / see you.
] swear it's too confounded bad"
Didn't you see from my card hat
was Mrs. Hemming?" she asked, as he
paused ruefully.
why, yes; but / sorter took it for
granted you was a wilder, you bein'
alone so. Mrs. Bates was a wilder.
Her an. me had it all made up to be
married mex spring. Her husband was
shot bout a year ago an her range bein'
mex to mine it seemed to come in
material like eff we shud jinc lan's an
hans. She's a middlin' fine WON
an, too, an kin play the pianner.
AAesagh n0siTin like you KIN. She puts
On q heap Of style though an calls her.
self the cattle queen of Neuces. Sc
when she throwed me, ] sw3re I'd bring
q cattle queen to the country nd make
her take a back seat. I did think O.
gettin' one of them white-faced yallel
hard girls, SIGH as I've seed at the thea
tire but when ] seed you / says to my
sci, she do mighty we'll es far es look
an style goes and when ! heard yol
play I was jns' carried clean off my feet
An now you're married.
Yes she said and her fate dark
ened, 1Im married. It's funny though
I'm going to Neuces county. / am 60
ing by the next steamer.
"Are your what for He amt run
away from ye, is he?"
3Yes, he's run away from me-" sh