Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1885-04-30
FRED. FARLEY'S LOVE,

manu- directly after the Fourth. II
anything should happen to call me
away from home, Isabel, nv wife
Bella, we call her-wiIl entertain
you until return. want Won to sec
Bella and she wants to see Won
lou IL say | ought to be happy man,
And, remember, you are to spend a
month: at least. o, Wen have rare
SPORT" .
II shall be there If I'm alive, Harry
depend upon that; and il you suffer
yourself to be called away before I
come, aud are not there TO receive me
L shall proceed at once to claim the
attention Of your Isabel"
"All right, old fellow. You will he
warmly received, l can assure YOU.
Bella IS anxious 10 see the old chum
OF whom | have told her so much.''
Harry Lynde and Fred. harley had
oeen friends from early youth-had
been chums at college-and were now
as warmly attached to each other as
friends and brothers could be. They
were young-the first being four-and
twenty, and the other a year Younger.
Harry had been married six months.
and had settled down in a pleasant
villa or the Hudson, provided and
furnished by his wife's father Fred.
had just come into possession of an
ample fortune; and before going into
business-which was all ready for him
in the shape of partnership in a
heavy commercial house-he had
planned to enjoy summers vacation
IN the country; and his first trip ont
from the metropolis was to be, as we
have seen, to his chum's, on the Hud-
son,
The Fourth of July came, and pass-
ed, and on the following Monday Fred.
Farley made his way up the river. He
found the dwelling of his friend one
of the most romantic and delightfully."-
situated villas he had ever seem
and as he entered the park he asked
the coachman if Mr.. Harry Lynde was
at home.
"No, sir. He went away last Fri
day, on business. But he expected
you, and told me that the horses were
at your service"
And Mrs, Isabel Lynde,-is she at
home?"
Yes, sir;-and think she will pro-
vide for you very we'll"
Fred. had playfully declared to his
friend that he hoped he should find
him gone upon his arrival, that he
might claim the undivided attention of
Bella; but now that the prospect was
so near to veriiicatiOn, he felt little
bashtul and uncomfortable. But the
coach was at the door, and he resolved
to put on bold face, and meet the
lady without blushing or Hinching;
for he had no doubt that Harry had
repeated to her all his nossensical re-
marks.
Mrs. Lynde, this is Mr.. Fred. Far
ley" said the smart and affable
coachman, as he led the way to the
piazza. MIR. Farley--Mrs. Isabel
Lynde."
Fred. looked upon the woman who
stood upon the piazza to welcome him.
Peris, and houriS, and sylphs, and
from that moment. A more beautiful
being he had never beheld. And yet
she was not one of the airy, gossamer,
made-up beauties, such as he had seen
in drawing-ro0ms, and in bathrooms,
but substantial, whole-souled, frank
faced, lovable woman, with whole
volumes of truth and poetry in the
sweet simmer of her smile, and in
the soft, liquid light of her large brown
eyes.
al am sorry Harry is not at home,
Mr.. Farley; but we will try and make
you comfortable until he re turns. He
would not have gone if he could pos
sibly have avoided it,"
"He had business, l suppose" re-
marked Fred. as they entered the
drawing room.
Yes. He was called to Albany, and
may have 10 go to Buffalo. 1t is
some important railroad business. "
For little time Fred. felt very
bashful. If Mrs. Lynde had been
common, or plain, he would have felt
differently, but it seemed like profana-
ton to claim the friendly attention of
one so lovely and accomplished. But
why should he suffer such impediments
to comfort to stand in his wayP His
friend had babe him make himself at
home, and he meant to try. As he
came out from his reserve the lady
grew brilliant. She had evidently re-
celved instructions from her husband
to do all in her power for the proper
entertainment of their guest, and she
was trying to obey.
When evening came, there was
hitch in the conversation, Fred. pro-
posed music. Isabel asked him If he
sang. He said he had done so. He
would try If she wished it. That is
he would accompany her. In truth,
Fred. Farley possessed one OF the rich
est, most melodious. and finely attun-
ed voices ever heard; and | may as
well add here, that the female portion
of his acquaintance had pronounced
him one OF the handsomest men they
had ever seen. He sang with Isabel
Lynde. He was charmed by her
sweet voice; and she appeared no less
charmed by his SURPRISING melody.
After this they talked of Harry. Fred:
praised him to the skies; while Isabel
meekly and modestly claimed for him
that he was true and noble.
The first night in his friends home
and vet Fred. Farley found himself
wishing that his friend had never been
that such man as Harry Lynde had
never existed:-nr. at least had never
appeared IN that section Of country.
aOh, if could have found this
sweet prize before Harry had ever
known her All. Fred. Farley +! what
are YOU doing? Coveting your neigh
boris wife, and that neighbor your
dearest friend and chumP I'm
ashamed of you! Beware?'
And so the smitten guest talked with
himself until sleep closed his senses.
Then dreams came, and Isabel Lynde
haunted his uneasy slumbers In all
sorts of strange ways.
In the morning he arose and resolved
that he would not expose himself 10
the danger which he could already
foresee in a too free interchange OF
noetry and romance with his friends
wife. But, alas for human resolu'
lions when the erotic god has strung
his bow. and set his dart. After
land Isabel presided at the
board with charming gracel, the
eoaehman came to see If Mr.. Farley
would ride. The morning was delight
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