Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-08-01
THE CAPTAINS

E, long 1t is since luSC July.
,hie St. G. Laurence. in Century Magazine.
rIE CAPTAINS DAUGHTERS.
nth her chin upon her palm, Alice
Ever looked thoughtfully out of the
dow.
mon a broad, old-fashioned hearth,
Kid. i~nconsequent lame ramb.ed fit
il among the embers of q morning
while through an open door came
most fragrance of a sunny April
n the lap of the young girl lay a
[se-open-with no plcihoric yawn,
E;dlv, as if it's Office were a s%inecure.
he dropped her hand, and turned q
rant head to contemplate, with half
Nc scorn, a well-worn but shapcly
i despise being veneered into re-
kctability by the blacking BOTTLE"
) her comment.
Ihe glanced at her sister, who sat be-
c an easel absorbed and ~unheeding.
|Wuth! Wake up! l want somebody
,rowl to! My last summers hat is
mere limp wreck, and look at these
Et<!'
with an inarticulate mur1nur the
unr artist came to Life, pushing back
chair with lingering eye still upon
! canvas.
A. &c continued:
NJ am trying to be fine on three
liars. Sympathize with me-"
btuth SIN led:
zone more than l have, sisterkin."
'But your picture is almost DONE"
h, yes-I have painted, but
timIyy who will buy:?"
"'raydon'tstar another conundrum
YOU have answered mine"
"iours?:"
"Yes. Which is worse, a shabby
Fd or a shabby foot-one seems in
table,"
Perhaps not" said Ruth, cheerily.
aus cudgel our brains" ...
ice smiled mischievously.
ENou might send your story to an
IL magazine"
kwh shook her head.
|5eturn posta. e is too expensive"
but it is sogood, it must be accepted
b. time," persisted Alice.
This. from you!!" cried Ruth. "Who
lit that dubbed my previous story,
read Upon the Waters?'"
But YOU know, Ruth, it always did
Turn after many days. was the
mure reply.
y wonder if it is worth while to risk
of postage and fresh chagrin by
ing again, said Ruth.
ook at us!" exclaimed Alice, with
dden vchcmence. "On Turkish
IS, stared out of countenance by
nb-nosed Eastern teapots and grin
Eg dragons, that know we cannot
len pay our postage!"
'Don't be savage, Alice, you arc
|oud of them, too
proud! OF course I'm proud.
Fere's the rub"
"A meager wardrobe is better. than q
fagre home" said Ruth, with a low.
g glance around the room.
1t was a room with a history, evident.
Its career had opened in the rigid
Pcorum OF hair-cloth and mahogany
d generations of slippery gloom hao
-prerared it for the invasion Of the
Rndal horde which one day took pos.
esbon. The bleak sofa mutt.ed II
NITROUS Eastern stuf1s, barely pre-
rived its self-rcspect by the solemn
Precipitation of its own claw-feet
lie the prim, high-backed chairs
Fth their feet tucked under them anc
cir heads in the air, ignored the eff
inmate cushions thrust upon them
ht nobody cared; for bamboo chairs
Ptroubled by backbone and prejudice
Oriental divans fulfilled al
capabilities; while the ancestra
f@dirons, weary of a cold hearth ant
elcSsness, re DICED in the change, anc
irmly Rugged the blazing logs of thu
w regime.
t"Choose boots" said Ruth. 81
|lncess like you should be daintil.!
(od.n
"'But that flabby, faded hat" sighe@
Where is it?"
"!t ought to be in the ash-barrel, bu
course it's here, tender.y band
pycd.n
every well; we'll try variety. ant
ssI your head instead of your feet
"What?"
await" And Ruth, hat and black
T bottl. simultaneously disappeared
Fcsently she returned, holding a crisp
black hat
"As good as new! You crafty darl
e. cried Alice.
nth produced long feather. "NoN
'!st this around, and be irresistible
usual"
Your best feather? No, no. sait
lice.
YES, yes,' answered Ruth, with al
operative elder-sister kiss"
hen Captain Denver retired from
sea, twenty-three years before, ant
Pshercd the accumulated treasures o
$ Eastern voyages into the old sea
pore homestead, near New York, al
girls in stirling envied the sh.
loo from Boston who came to tax
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