Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1884-08-07

moody man who sat near, his fine face
flushed from drinking. "They must
ind their own careers as men do. And
shey can do it,"
"But you have three daughters, Ma
ria"
Il have. But Catharine, the young
est, isl will be candid about it-she
is a Ounce. She does not inherit even
her fathers intellect. He had acertain
ability once. He is altered since you
went 10 California"
eyes, greatly. He was mobile fellow
when l knew him."
while you were amassing a fortune,
he was going downtown. He be-
gan 10y hating his home, and then came
drink"
II am afraid he hears you," warn
ingly.
Serve him right if he did There, lis
ten That's my Marial"
Miss Maria Waring, one hundred be-
ing the highest mark attainable, has re-
ceiyed n~inety-nine."
A round OF applause followed.
What does she study" whispered
Cousin George.
Greek, Latin and tine higher mathe-
MATES" said the proud mother. "Jane
has these studies also. But her speciality
is science"
Miss Jane Waring. One hundred.
Miss Waring is also gold medallist for
the year"
Another outbreak of applause.
The list of our pupils followed, the
rank going lower and lower, Cousin
George Justus listening, with twinkling
eyes, for the nan Of the poor Ounce OF
the family. Fifty, forty, twenty, ten,
five. At last, 1.-TWO Miss Catherine War
ing"
Her mothers thin lips shut like a
steel trap; her father nodded stupidity,
for he was bored with the whole affair.
When the exercises was over, Mrs. War.
ing found her disgraced daughter end
dragged her mp before Mr.. Justus.
She was q plump little girl Of
seventeen, with a ~turned-rp nose and
a round, ugly face, swollen with much
crying.
1T is a mere waste of money 20 keep
her here, said Mrs. Waring, severely.
The Faculty inform me that she is not
indolent, that she exerted herself n
scientiouly. The bald fact is that she
is good for nothing. She is az"
Nothing of the kindlp interrupted
Cousin George, compassionately.
Nothing of the kind! Twill wager youa
diamond ring that my little cousin will
yet prove herself good for some
thing"
you a return home with your ia
Their this afternoon, Catherine said
Mrs, Waring. II will wait during the
week for the concluding exercises.
Jane and Maria, turning TO MIR. Justus,
will remain here during the vacation,
In order to take the private course in
geology"
Catherine cried all the way home,
and most of the night after she reached
home. She had been for four a nj
school, making an honest vain effort 10
conquer quadratics and other like mys-
teries. Beside there was little at home
to soothe the ache of disappointment in
her heart.
In these years OF absence, while her
mother had been growing into a com.
planning invalid, and her father into a
drunkard, the house had become bare,
almost shabby and miserable. Carpets
We're becoming worn, almost ragged,
windows clouded with dust, blotches OF
hair filling we're bursting from some
of the chairs aud sofas. The day after
her arrival Catherine made a tour of in
spectlon. Her eyes though still swollen,
were keen.
Then the seyant was startled from
her long dream Of indifference aad idle
ness to find herself actually at work.
Two helpers were brought in and paid
from GATHERINGS little store of pin.
money, that came from a small property
OF her own. Catherine herself was be.
hind them. They could no more lag mr.
dawdle then could q train of cars with
an engine at their back. Dust few ous
OF the house, windows shone. Carpets
were mended, curtains washed and
prettlly draped; pictures came out OF
their long ~obscurity Of cobwebs and
smiled down from the wall; vigorous
blooming plcnts filed the windows.
When MIR. Waring anne home. M
the end OF the second day, he found a
sparkling fire in the CRATE. the tahIa
drawn close to the hearth, a dainty
meal ready. and a saucy little Girl
with curly hair, laughing eyes and a
tip-tllted nose, waiting for him al the
door with a kiss.
"Why-why, Cathy. nv dearIn be
muttered. at is Cathy? Really. tb;s
IS PLEASANT" looking about him
Something as it was when we were
frst married I'll go up and change
my coat, my dear 1t was long since
ne a changed his coat for dinner.
Cathy watched him moving slowly
up the stairs with a great gulp IN her
throat. But she was smiling bravelv
when he came down, and offered her
ms arm to lead her to the table. Some.
thing OF the old instincts and HABITS 20
the days when he was a pentIarar
among gentleman awoke in him as he
facing his daughter.
he had not lost his power Of appre-
cation, and be saw that she was br;gbt
sincere and gentle. He grew more
watchtln and more courteous and tan-
DER. III was a gay meal, however. John
Waring had been a famona .onn
..olails. and q wit; and Cathy, il she