Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1884-04-24

tia $780, 80 nhu hihEing her down
ri s%oankmsnti but by a great EFFORT
Z am TOO polite 10 insis, rnoA
lhe your reason. = he said. sdy.,n m;sh.
say ! have not the right Ia daman5 !.
don't know but that wonid - az
am previously disappointed
Is such a novel, and such a.
sre'cned experience for me that T
uohs NOV where 10 look for radrass
=. TOT Nomiort, rather. You wish r,o
.e understand that q chasm yawns ha'
tween us "ns De-
winch can never be brideed.p com.
pie.ed she, her tone firm, though sba
light. See IN the star
.nv eitea his hand 10 his e-s-s
' Q relieve q choking sensation there
4 can do nothing but snhm;,
slowly, ruefully said.
ne strobe mgrily down the bath. but
stopped, tarned and called out:
nHood night, JANET
The Resigned, pitiful tone made ba,
heart ache as it had never ached besora
+, GOOD night, Mr. Cardonne, "she Snng
oack, startled at the sound Of her voice
II was 50 unlike her own
ohe stood alone for a few minutes in
her agony, her fingers twisted into 4
mot, an ashen pallor in her face.
A week later Janet Thorne met Gale
Sardonne at the gate or Northbrook
one a stopped to deliver a dispatch.
lie took IT, but eyed her askance. his
lace rigid. He noticed that she looked
worried and that her hand shook.
Thank vou,' he crisply said, turning
to 60;
Mr.. GARDENER
hef tone was quick, decisive, tineed
with desperation.
lie wheeled around. She stood still
Tor a moment, white and speeches.
self.
You despise me- she said huskily,
Why no, childp He spoke the
epithet In tenderness, not because she
looked so chiidlike nor because he was
a dozen years her senior.
am very miserable over il, but can.
not blame YOU, he said, unless il NAV
be because you have no business 10 ia
50 charming. anda queer smile came
10 his lips.
She lifted her hand in self deprecat-
ing way.
There is somethingI must all you. :
she slowly said, looking past MIN into
vacancy. In justice TO myself, sir.
and ! hope Won won't think me bold, /
rejected you. and yet love you sir.
How deeply, God knowsf"
The sweet gray ewes were looking di.
rectly at him then, a warm glow in
them. His heart gave a bound.
Janet you have reconsidered?n
She shook her head.
Then you have simply increased The
pain-the consciousness of the great
boon ! have lost. DO you delight in.
/ that %
His tone rose ia volume and a fiery
sparkle came into his handsome brown
eyes.
She recoiled, one hand pressed against
her heart.
II want you to know, sir, that I, too.
am suffering" she said, in hushed,
measured tone. ut has given me more
pain to make the confession than il did
you 70 hear it,
She walked rapidly away and he
started after her, slightly stupefed.
ct is her caudor that is her perfect
charm" was his mental comment.
Gale Cardonne had but one congeni-
al friend, a certain Or. Weatherby, a
man a little crotehety, but a iovial,
good hearted fellow withal, a most ex-
cellent physician and we'll read, not on
" in the classics, but in the polite liter
AZURE OF the day. Every idle evening
either found Gale Cardonne in the cosy
Office Of the doctor or the latter in the
library at Northbrcck.
"Cardonne you ought to- etmarried,"
the doctor said one evening.
They were seated in tbs library, little
more than the top ofthe doctors bald
head visible in the smoke with which he
had enyeloped himself.
"Why so, Weatherby?"
They had a familiar way of calling
each other by their last names.
"You might look elsewhere and fare
worse, y remarked the doctor.
'sYou have some one TO recommend"
Gale Cardonne said, mterrogAtiyely.
'.Aye, / have replied the doctor.
Zone who il worthy, in every respect,
of an honest mans love. / mean Janet
Thorne.
Just then something happened which
rather disturbed the doctors compla-
cency. A paIr OF brawny arms seized
| him. lifted him from bis chair, then re-
lplaced him in ii with considerable yio-
lence
The doctor was q small man, bit
tongh az q teunis ball. with very little
I temper, or else hut a sluggish ne. He
| shook himself, adjusted his shirt collar,
| picked up his pipe. recrossed his legs.
ACardonne, / didn't know that you
indulged in profanity, he said, his pipe
once more in his mouth"
add l swear? You are to blame
Yon provoked me.
ooh, I did ehl" asked the doctor.
"very innocentiy 50, assure you.
Dueling il under ban in this common
wealth aud generation. Still, | would
be excused for asking for an expiana-
ton Of such a sudden outburst
sShe Tilted me-" growled Gale Car
donne, his passion spent.
who Tilted youg"
~aIanet Thorne."
aNo, she didn't, the doctor said, with
emphasis.
with equal emphasis. Ought MOI 70
know g1-I--underwentiti Ihatslu st
why I am so sensitive
aSiv did not iilt your" persisted the
CaI. cardonne was on his feet again.
aWhat do you meant he fierceiy de-
handed. aOh, you want me TO be pre-
rise We'll, she rejected me-. ~,
eThat,s the better word, reloined Tue
do.tar AT isn't so derogatory. what
soss;ble reason could site have hadf
aYou might ask her srowled
ar ~ Northbrook. II won't.
perhaps she doesn't love You.
a'rhat * not very complimentary 70
Waatherby. She confessed that
she did love me. ,.,s;rs
snhts calculated the doctor, ispsins
INN silence for a time.
sCardonne il she loves you shell mar
80 Won. > he slowly said. There y some
mysfeyy about the matter. q y ser{
Wy'~~S --a&ao annepalment6. Il