Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1885-11-20

trv ami oot.a = q very ample style; pas.
tabi ano eake We're not always on our
oa.,'i ! Kept at q few things until T
Ihn 10 them we'll. Jack WAS patient
,-;+ lei agopd cook book, was blessed
~ az; =; common sense, and kept brayelv
r.a;ea Iaaps you are quite tired of this
seeital, but Jack and I lived it all. with
nearly faith in God and each other
we had but little, but from that little
we extracted every ounce Of hann;n n.ssse
AND ua. = small library from my father.
th ne wnen the curtains were dropped.
luz Im1 stand drawn out, and the lamp
,Mg neea,our student" the one luxury
we INDUCED in-the little kitchen was
E1s q place to be despised by people
nAe US we read aloud in turn, a die
tionary on the table for reference. md
an encyclopaedia in one volume. which
we priced very highly. We found tha
reading aloud a good exercise. and wa
acquired valuable information. We
went through Macaulay in this wayS
ms essays and history, some Of the
6rltlsh dramatists contemporary with
onakspeare, particular delightino in
christopher Marlowe's CDR. fausti,s. y
homer's '.Iliad,' in Bryant's. trans1a.
ton. Mommsen's .History of Rom"
Oh, we were very literary, Jack and r
Iaat nrst winter! We had some hot
discussions relative to the merits of the
OLD English authors. and then, with ali.
we TOOK German. We could do tho
grammar about u work, there were
many Germans in che mill, and we did
get on quite a little in that throat dis
torting language.
You think it was all sunshine: if II
had been, | should not be telling this
story to you. You hope Jack never
broke his crown, ''but he did, all the
same-me," as q little sprite at nv ell
Tow says about her playthings. Love.
thank God. can last not only until
death, but beyond, but the rainy DAYS
are quite necessary in the Journey to
make us thankful for the sunshine. If
Tor nothing more. We were to have
share of dark days, but no one
could take away from us the happy re-
membranes of that year of work and
pleasure.
One night Jack came home in hieh
spirits. thu mill would stop a day for Re-
pairs. "Jlll. we can have a holiday,
anu we will have a lark" Our first
day together since we came out of the
little parsonage, how pleased we were,
like two children let loose from school!
We arose the next morning with the
sun. we did the work together, and. ar
raved in II best clothes, left our dear
little home, with the sunshine FLOODING
the tiny kitchen and ..Dick" in his CAGE
singing as if he would split his throat
in ecstacy. How happy we were! The
people we met all seemed friends, and
we danced along like two kittens on a
frolic. Jack had proposed that we go to
a city twenty miles away and spend
the day. We reached the station in
good time, and the express in half an
hour left us at our destination, and
steamed away, Kissing like some wild
creature mad with fury. The people
must have thought lis half demented.
for we raced about, into the book
stores, looking at pictures. pricing fab
RIGS at the great dry goods houses, and
altogether behaving s%hockingly for old,
staid married people. But YOU must
remember that Jack had only reached
| his majority and Jill was but Just seven.
teen. All, well, what a red-letter day
it was with its autumn glories, the mar
kets full of blushing fruit, a glamour on
everything! It seemed to Jack and
l an enchanted land, everything,
was free to US, we could see
and enjoy it all. We got our
lunch at a little Dutch parlor, with u
motherly attendant, who evidently re-
garded us as two babies who had es-
capped our parents for a day. She ac-
copied a ridiculously low sum tor it
all, and her broad, g~ood-natured face
smiled all W when we went out.
Every moment was Just packed full
of solid fun; Jack and / were speaking
of it yesterday, after returning from
Mrs. Lords fashionable reception, how
perfectly happy we were, and how
It ended. But i must not anticipate.
In the early dusk, lust as the lights
began to twinkle along the streets and
people were trudging home from their
toll, as the West was hung with fame,
we were flying out toward the city
where we lived; and how glad we
were to return, just as eager as we
were to leave in the morning; Thought
how the kitchen would look, and what
l would prepare for tea in honor of our
outing.
Well, we were coming into the city,
a little tired, but satisfied with our day.
We were on the evening express, and it
was always a scene Of confusion when
the train got in; two tracks on either
side had their trains, bells were ring
ing. escaping steam with that hiss and
| swish-sh that is so deafening. 1t was
quite dark, save as the headlights of
the engines glared on us like huge
evil eyes; the crowd was great, and
n was almost bewildered in the glare
and noise. We had found our way out,
Jack and I-poor Jack! but had care
lessly left my bag on our seat: 1t was
Jacks present, and he rushed back
after it. The rest is a blank, but |
learned afterward that u train was
late: Jack was coming toward me, a
smile on his handsome face, when there
was a rush, a roar, glancing lights,
and when I looked again Jack was
| down, almost at my feet, white, limp
and senseless, but, thank God, not dead.
By some mistake the Western
D had passed without warning, he
was past the rails, but the baggage car
had Struck him and hurled him. fortu-
nately, away from the train. The bag
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