Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-11-21
IN TIME.

Some three miles back from our cast
ern coast, just within sight and scent of
the salt water, lies q Suffolk village,
Wynford by name, of whose scattering
population tour-tifths find their living
and center their material interests upon
that broad area they call 1.-THE land"
A sleepy parish? An Unconditional
congregation Of cl%odhoppers then? BY
so means, indeed! WYnford has decid-
ed opinions, brisk little quarrels, many
social grades of its own, and has more
over, its full quantum OF human joys
and SORROWS: perhaps, hidden among
its sober generations, some tragedies,
and to q certainty now and then q bit
OF romance.
On Wynford Green, near the flint
lowered. thatch-naved st. Nlcholas's,
cluster all the dwellings OF The rural
uppe.-ten, from the smart white villa of
u late shop-keeper's buxom widow close
by the rectory to the red brick residence
of - Vlce-Admiral's relict-Mrs. Orde-
from whose easements n can look
across the narrowing road into some
twenty acres of the park, where stands
the chief house OF the parish, cine
Beeches.n
Here lived the lady Of the manor.
Not a stately, eXacting dame, ruling
iealouslv over a tribe Of bobbing, hat
tou hing r%ustics, but a young and beau
tilul woman, who inherited through her
mother q position none ever needed to
gludge her sweet and noble nature.
Miss Temple, my daughter that is
to be, seems part OF Wynford's very
self, Mr.. Murray" explained Mrs.
Ordc to the newly come rector, on his
call, one Autumn day. He was an Ok
ford Fellow, who, in sudden impotence
ut the ]barrenness Of book-life, had de-
serted it for the opposite extremes
moderate living in the depths Of the
country. 1.-The people think so much
OF her and she OF them, that fear it
will be a lamentable day when my son
comes to take her away from u.s."
'.Your-son?" repeated MIR. Muir
ray, politely,-almost more than po-
litely attentive.
..Ies, from India. He returns soon,
to rob your parish of its mistress. You
had not heard this? Oh, well. | think
our clergvmen ought to understand
what goes on among us. 1t makes
him more at ease, does it not?" And,
with the friendly view of turtherlng
this pleasant footing, Mrs. Orde
chatted complacently into accounts OF
the neighboring family, and told how a
Mir. Temple, well connected, but OF no
fortune, had married the helress OF
Wyntord Manor. who, sadly enou9h
had died, when their Il child, Agatha
VAS born. ~,
But there are two Miss Temples
mtcrpolated Nh. Murray, puzzled ny
eemembrances OF two attractive faces
Gear his pulpit, of which one had earn
estly marked COR SO he fancleu) every
syllable OF his first nervous Sermon
while the other had wandered from
pointed attention, through smothereo
yawns, into a comfortable little nap.
surely 1 see two ladies often TO-
gcther. both young; l thought thoin
sisters" :,
80 they are-at least, half-slsters'
explained Mrs. Orde; ''lor MI. lemPle
foolishlv married again a french
lady, little Agatha's g%overnessi aau
Miss Leonie is her child-younger ,han
Miss Temple by five years. lool
thing! Her father died long ago leas.
ing not the least provision tor her: 10,
Of course, he had only a li1e lh1elcaa
in the Rcechos. So his wldo" anu
little girl were simply depenaen o.
the elder daughter. But the trustees
were liberal, Mss Temple most unset