Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-08-01
stitute. one day last March. The

~ es. yes! but WhAtl is b hkep"
Like mydreams and I'll chop your
head off if you or n again"
''All this is very interest ng, but what
has it to do with Stirling and with
me2"
well, you see, l hung around there
until l barely escaped arrest on sus-
p'cion of vagrancy, and discovered
that she came on Wednesdays. l saw
her go in and come out three more
times and then, in April, she stopped
coming. pve made all sorts of in
quiries, and I'm confident they live in
Stirling, because -"
Joe started.
"They?"
Eyes, there were two; sisters, 1 fan
cy."
II know them; which did you adj
mire?:"
The stylish blonde, of course. Such
q spirited air, and yet the sweetest
home face. The other l scarcely"
Joe interrupted b%rusquely:
"'lhe other We'll not discuss. Your
friend is Miss Alice Denver-a royal
girl"
"And you'll help me?"
"Well-yes-I believe in you, Jack,
brother-in-iaw!"
''Erother in-law?'
100 continued, dryly: "Yes-that
other girl whom you scarcely no.
Jack interrupted, in hasty trepida-
ly eyes!."
Joe ignored him.
els Miss Ruth Denver, whom | in
tend to marry"
$50 you are engaged, old fellow!"
"Not exactly. She refused me last
yea1, and may refuse me this year, out
l shall marry her."
"Umph!"
"Unless you are prepared for a slow
siege, don't begin, Jack-they are not
on the threshold, with q smile and a
giggle, for the first fellow that
along. They are happy and absorbed
in their work, with a bright. c%ontented
home life. They don't need us, Jack.
They won't j0N in love from mere iner-
tia and lack of occupation, like some
girls. We must steal into their lives,
make our elves necessary to them, and
take them by surprise they may sur
render"
"She SHALL" muttered Jack.
"Amenn' said Joe. 'sNow, there's
to be a tableau party in Stirling next
week. l am going and can take you
so get your siege guns sighted"
Are they sure to be there?"
"Sure; they lead i'll all the fun"
Never did mar walk to more certain
destruction than did Jack King upon
the night of that tableau party. That
evening after the door had closed upon
the sweet girlish faces the young men
fingered outside, 10th to depart.
Jack leaned on the gate-post with a
tragic air.
"Routed, foot and horse!" he
gasped; orally me, Joe, and lead me
home"
The next morning, as Ruth was
touching up the faces Of a family por-
ira t OF DAISIES, she said:
"Alice, / fear mother needs investi-
eating; 1 hear suspicious sounds"
81 will go out and queli her"
"Send for me if you need the riot act
read"
II was just in time" reported Alice,
upon her return. "She had close
reeIed her skirts and was %swabbinS of
the deck"
"Wherc's the cabin-boy? It's his
day, ism it?"
''Bob is here, but he has a tooth-ache,
| so mother wraps him in flannel by the
fire and does his work"
"Hringing up a mother is beset with
difficult es," sighed Ruth.
"Don't grind 50 at your work, Ruth.
1t is a beguiling day. Let's go down
to the beach,"
81 do feel rather limp after last
nights dissipation" confessed Ruth.
"Then why not make a day of it,
with q campfire and a p]otato-roast:?"
.t;ood! Ard then mother can 90
over to Aunt Sues for a holiday"
In an hour the house was deserted,
save for Fob, convalescent in red fan
mel, chopping kindlers in the wood
shed.
"rhis wind sweeps the cob-webs
away, doesn't it," sad Ruth, as they
came around q promontory, and took
the cool, vitalizing breeze from the
water full in their faces.
"As 1 am steward OF the meas to-day,
I suggest that VIC start our fire now, so
as to have q good bed Of Goals when we
want to roast our potatoes" said
Alice.
Dry st cks were on every hand, and
q creditable campfire was soon laid.
"Now give me q match and Ill start
it," said Ruth.
10: gotten!' cried Alice, in dismay.
go unfaithful steward" mourned
Ruth.
ave have plenty Of sandwiches
suggested the meek culprit.
ut isn't sandwiches, it's defiant in.
dependence we want, young woman
&; ymboli ed by bonfire"
"Of course We are ruined, Alice
Gone is the glory Of the independents
feminine-potato roast. Fallen is ou1
pride. Already we coveS a man with
his pocket full Of matches"
''Alas! aud has it come to this?'
sighed Alice, in the same theatrica
tone.
How lovely it is here. I wonder we
do not come oftener to SKETCH" sale
Ruth. 81 am Going to try the effect o
those shadows in the WATER" and SHE