Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-12-05

that his former playmate and partner
in the mud-pie business had grown to
be a very charming and self-possessed
little woman. He was q great, curly
haired, black-eyed rollicking giant, and
the first thing he did was to fall in love
with dainty Dorothy Dill, and she re-
turned the compliment warmly. In a
very short time, therefore, they were
talking of love in a cottage, and devils
ing financial plans of surprising acute
ness for the economical administration
and occupation of said cottage.
Miss Dorothy was now walking in
her fathers garden awaiting the ap-
proach of Mr.. Wadham. The garden
was a good spot for a lovers trysting-
place. 1t was inclosed on three sides
by a high stone wall and on the fourth
by the house. Shade trees were dotted
around, and sweet smelling flowers
filled the space between the trees. So
completely was the sky obscured by
the foliage that the place seemed to be
9 floral cavern rather than a garden.
This little garden was Uncle Malachi's
peculiar care and pride. Here he was
accustomed to spend a considerable
part of his time, sometimes spading
and hoeing, watering a plant here, pull
ing up a weed there, encouraging
some timid bud, or sitting under
n of the trees attended by his
guide, philosopher, and friend, the re-
doubtable Mike, alternately caressing
that noble animal and taking mighty
draughts of Young Hyson.
Pretty soon Miss Dorothy heard q
familiar step on the walk outside, and
Immediately began to manifest deep
interest in a rose she held in her hand
pulling the petals aside, looking care
fully between them one by one, turning
the flowers upside down and gazing
anxiously at the lower side, and alto
gether giving the beholder the idea
that she had lost a large sum of money
and strongly suspected that it had
found Judgment in the depth of the
rose. In consequence of this absorb
ing occupation she was greatly sur
prised when two hands covered her
eyes and two lips kissed hers with a
sounding smack.
20! o! Who is ftp" exclaimed this
poor bewildered maiden.
cts only me-" said Ned, removing
his hands from her eyes, underline fond
Impression that he was giving her a
great surprise.
20, then, I don't mind" said she,
with such a radiant blush that he found
it necessary to repeat a certain part of
his former proceedings-which part I
won't say.
Then his arm and her head assumed
the conventional attitude, and they
walked around the garden, chatting
volubly.
"You don't know how lonely I've
been since you went away yesterday"
said she.
"Too bad, too bad" said he sooth-
ingly.
eyes, andT've got the loveliest idea,"
said she, with sudden animation. I
to the store to-day, and they have
got the prettiest wall paper. It's made
to represent platters and plates and
knives and forks. Now wouldn't it be
perfectly splendid to put that in the
dining room; so appropriate you
know"
eyes, and I've got one, too," and
he, struck with a brilliant idea. "Let's
get a lot of pictures of fruit, and game,
and everything of that kind, and hang
them around on the walls. What do
you think of that?"
"Splendid," she said. "But-O!Oi
Let. have the floor covered with Tur-
kish rugs ornamented with figs, and
chickens, and venison, and cherries,
and everything. That would be
awful nice. The rugs would only cost
about twenty dollars a piece, and ten
OF them would easily cover the diving
room.'
"Well but my DEAR" said Ned, du-
biously, 'We can't stand the expense.
just think of 1.-TWO hundred dollars
for room"
80, well, never mind the expense on
the dining-room," said she. "Don't
you know, some great person, Oscar
Wilde, or somebody, says-well. some
thing or another, [ don't exactly re-
member what-anyway, it meant that
you ought to make the dining-room
pleasant, ever if you don't fix the rest
of the house so we'll"
oscar Wilde may be all right, but
we can't put two hundred dollars into
the dining room, that's certain. A
carpet will do just as well, and wouldn't
cost an eighth of the money"
WELL, but l don't want a carpet
want rugs. 1 think | might have my
W way once in a while"
"I'm willing you should have your
own way to a reasonable extent, but
this is too much. Well have a carpet,
that's fiat"
"And 1 say We'll have rugs" said
the demure maiden, with sudden anger.
"And | say a carpet" said he equal
ly angry"
"Rugs !"
Carpets J!
every well, sir, you can have what
ever you DESIRE" said she, with sudden
and blood-curdling calmness. II don't
wapt to marry a man with such an
awful temper. Here is your ring"
"Thank you, madam, and here is
yours. Good-day."
He turned on his heel and left her,
while she, after gazing at his receding
form with great indignation, ran hastily
up to her own room.
Mike had observed this scene from
his lofty eyrie in one of the trees with