Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1885-06-26

!aeler, ana he's all I've GOT" Her beau.
tl!ui eyes filled with tears, aud Miss Sylvy
w snhSedd very hard. But she dropped that
SUBJECT, only remarking to herself on her
way home:
~ guess they'll all be as pleased as ever
was when l tell 'em about them clothes.O
mere was only Celia Kings case to en-.
yer INTO now, and Miss Sylvy raped at
me aoor OF the little red house whore the
giiri,s widowed mother lived, knowing that
ABOUT this time Celia would come home for
aer tea, which she took before Miss Case
had hers, not to leave the shop unoccupied.
Celia opened the door, her swollen eyes
n tesr-stai1ed checks showing that she
was In trouble.
SIS your ma to home, dear?" asked Miss
North. 1853
mo, IN; she's gone to Aunt Barclay's,n
SAID the very tremulous voice.
well, l guess I'll step in a minnit, for !
come to see you specially, Celye."
"Oh, you've heard it !" sobbed the girl,
As Miss North passed her and sat down III
te first chair.
ll"Wsll, I've heard some things, Celye,
ut that amt to say I b'lieve 'em. for I
don't. But l have heard 'em, and 1 come
to have We tell me tbs rights ont, for L
knew you wouldn'tdo wrong nc more than
nothing"
It wasn't grammatical, but it was kind,
and poor Celia could only burst into a
flood Of tears. Miss Sylvy did not wait to
let her cease crying, but with the tact of a
tender heart went on and told her sue
cinctly what she had heard at the sewing
circle, and as she told her tale Celia re-
covered her poise her eyes grew cold and
quiet, her lips ceased to quivsr.
Miss Sylvia stopped. you see, Miss Syl-
W, week before last Mrs. White, up to
Feeding Hills, sent down for a widows
bonnet. The squire did, you ~recollect,
it to wear to the funeral, and Miss Case
agreed to have. it done; but we were con-
siderably hindered by not gettin' the veil
in time, and it got to be late in the
afternoon the day before the funeral
before twas done. Mrs. White agreed
ready, so Miss Case said she'd send it up.
I'd got to go with it to see if twas a ft,
and show her 10Y the vail went; so knew
John Harris, who lives On the farm next
to Deacon Coles, took butter up to Feed
ing Hil!s every Saturday night, and I said
to save Miss Case hiring a team. Well, I
did; but just as I got to his gate I seq his
white horses going owe the top of Huckle-
berry Hill, and I aoas beat. didn't know
anything what to do. And just then up
drove Mr.. Sam Coke in his open buggy.
He comes to our store after his mothers
bonnets and caps quite frequent. And he
asked me where l was going, and 1 told
him l wasn't going, and why; so he said
he was going of an errand right past Mrs.
Whites house, and he'd take me along
there, and stop for me when he came back.
Well, l thought NO harm, and the bonnet
had got to go, so I went, and twas con
ingsback Lurany saw me. Then, that
night in Love Lane, mother and I had
been over to neighborhood prayer.meet-
Ing Cd I d,s suppose ss. Mrs ,s. p Din Ks d huss
to the door. And Mrs. Pine asked
mother to ride home with them, 50 l said
l wasn't q mite afraid to walk half a mile
in the moonlight; but I hadn't got ihalf-
way whom MI. Sam came along. He'd
been down to Hep Meadow shooting, and
we walked along side BY side till he got to
alone. As for his whispering to me. that's
just as silly as q be. He wanted a cap
made for his mother for her birthday tea
party. She was in the back shop when he
came in to see about it; he wanted to sur
prise her, and was afraid least she should
whisper, whom Mrs. Pratt bounced in with
such a noise we both jumped. That's an.
And yet, Miss Sylvy, rve been talked
about to Miss Case, and shifted at by folks
that came IL. and looked at as if I was q
rat OF q snake, till l can't bear it. And if
it comes to mothers ears twill half kill
her, aud I haven't done a thing!"
Here poor Cslia's tears burst out afreSh.
Her pale checks were ovsrdowed, her
lovely dark eyes drowned, her sweet red
| lips distorted with distress. Miss Sylvy
did not Know what to do, but a bright idea
cry, dear Celye," she said, tenderly-'now
don'tye. Things I'll come out all right; 1
know they will. Try to hev pat ence." So
she kissed the pretty, sorrowful girl, and
inspired by her thought, marched off to
Mr.. Coks's big house, rang the bell sharp
ly, and asked for Mr.. Sam; Mr.. Sam, q
bright, handsome young fellow, came out
to her.
"Come in, come in, Miss North" he said,
cordially.
z want to see you a spell, Mr.. Sam, kind
of private"
| disturb u.s."
And in the library Miss sylvy laid be-
| King, her grief, and the probable conse-
uuence to her character if this talk went
on.
"Now you see how tits, Mr.. Sam. Celye's
"a good girl, as good as ever was, and as
you to keep as fur away from her as you
can for the future: You'll promise me
that, now, won't ye?"
"Eo, l WON'T" stoutly replied Sam, his
face flushing aud his eyes sparkling.
"You won't?" Why, Mr.. Samwell Coke,
/ ! GQOuSuG D0tseI u 70 tudA uuooi iudNeA
cd the grieved old lady.
"But I'll toll you why I Won't, Miss
Sylvy," said Sam, smiling. because
love Celia with all my heart, and j
mean to marry her il l can; and how an
1 going to do that If I keep away fron
her!"
"You don't meanit?"
II certainly do"
"Rut what III your pa and ma say"
"Mother don't deny her boy anything
he wants, ma'am; and father-why,
father married a poor girl out of a mil
liners shop himself, and a better wife nc
man ever had, as he says every day. HI
can't object"
"Sorter runs in the family, don't it3'
said Sylvia, dryly..
~ only hope it will" laughed Sam. And
Miss Sylvia went out Of the door as happy
as a good woman will be- in the happiness
of another.
But at the next weeks sewing circle
there was an unpleasant perturbation
when, after asking the attention of the la.
dies for a few minutes, Miss Sylvy went
on to explain their mistakes, only remark-
ing when she arrived at Caia's story: ~
guess she'll make manifest how twas with
her pretty soon. Howsoever, l must say
she hadn't lone a out-of-the-way thing
not one. I tell We all this because l knowed
you'd feel real pleased to think them hard
stories wasn't none Of 'em So"