Salt Lake evening Democrat. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1885-1887, 1885-10-09
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON.
rhc Romance of Lysandcr Billings
and Edith Slnymnker.
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All day he wrought under the burning
harvest sun. Any other man would have
worked, but Lysander Epsilon wrought.
He wrought with rake fifteen feet long,
behind reaper that could make twenty
knots nm hour on an upgrade. Lysan-
der's back was full of wheat-beards, but
his heart was full OF love. The real kind
OF OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES that
makes an old married man sick. 1t also
makes him swear. Lysander did not
know this, so he just went on in the usual
disgusting way common to young people
who have it for the first time.
Lysander Billings was gone ON the
farmers daughter. The farmer had n
homely old wife and two sons, but only
the daughter could fill Lysanders heart,
although the old man filed his plate.
| Lysander did not let the old man into the
secret of his love for Edith Merrill and
the half of the farm, which was hers-to
get He limited at something of the kind,
but the tiller of the soil didn't appear to
catch on with much cordially. He
seemed to Lysander to be cold and dis
tant, but not quite SO distant that he
could not fetch Lysander whack over
the broad OF his back with a
rake handle, nor SO cold that
he couldn't swear in tones that
soured the milk in the spring-house
that if he ever heard another word OF
that nonsense he would salt down his
winters pork with the briny tears of his
willful child, mourning for presump-
tuous lover, who could not be buried UNI
| ill ,Nf1 II la,
Higgins was looking around for father
in-iaw that understood his business, but
somehow Farmer Thistlepod suited him
too we'll. "I'll bide my time" he said
simply. "You can have it for $3.50 O
day." replied the farmer eagerly, who
knew where he could get another hand
for 81. Lysander held his peace Under
his indenture it was all he could hold.
Farmer Blackbean watched the young
people with eyes of suspicion and pait
blind old Mike 81 to watch them witt
isinglass. All their movements being
watched all the time, theirs was hard
case, and Lysander was half ducked by
Edith's two brothers, George and Henry
Hayseed. But though he was ready tc
dial little for her, he didn't propose to
make an air-spring for such nooseances
as those two young men, who were to-
young to fool, not old enough to buy.
edith" says Lysander, eve will fly
GLOW far?" asked the angel.
$50 far" and led her to one in the
corner. There they laid the old plan ant
played the old man, who slept uncon
scious Of coming events which cast thei
shadows behind. ely to the dessert,
with me-" said Lysander. 81 WILL" she
said; "what have you for dessert p
Crock candy, my ownest own. Ar
ready to fy?"
Edith slaymaker was just too fly 10
anything, and away they fled on tn
wings of the house, when Edith packed
up a few things to wear, for by dawn the,
would be where they would have to be
ware OF everybody. The clock tolled
but nobody heard it u door closed yer,
softly, and very soft adored closely
two sets of noiseless footballs sounde
harshly on the unbroken silence of tn
sleeping night, and they were gone
GAVIN, gone. Not lost, but gone befor
o. IN.
A lapse OF period has passed away
borne on the feeting wings OF time. Their
is bank wherein the wild thyme grows
where sleeps the fairy queen, and there
: u faro bank whereon you grow wild tim
and time again, betting on the queer
Lysander and Edith return to her bow
wow-er, who is out in the yard, III
> chained and looking for tramps. The
seek her fathers presents, but he ha
/. none. He is too old faker for such
give-away rs that He is not stern, n
though it his stern now. He only says
"Bless you, my children. You al
S thrice welcome home. Be assured OF
fathers forgiveness and affection. L,
sander Mullens, you will find your Of
familiar scythe in its accustomed place
the barn. HE thee to the mowin' lot.
Then turning to his good wife o.
Farmer Throckmorton said:
- "That's the sixth daughter we've ma
ried off to good, Woodworking your
men, and the six weddings, all toll
clothes, parsons fees, license and al
never cost us solitary cent. / wish Il
two boys were each others sisters"