The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-05-01
r E FARLEY'S o V

Nov mind, Fred.-yOu'u be on
hand directly after the Fourth. If
ANYTHING should happen to call me
away from home, Isabel, my wife
Bella we call her-wili entertain
you until | return. I want you to see
Bella; and she wants to see you.
You'll say | ought to be a happy
And, remember, you are to spend a
month, at least, o, We'll have rare
sport"
II shall be there if I'm alive, Harry
depend upon that; and if you suffer
yourself to be called away before |
come, and are not there to receive me,
l shall proceed at once to claim the
attention of your Isabel"
"All right, old fellow. You will be
warmly received, | can assure you.
Bella is anxious 10 see the old chum
of whom | have told her so much"
Harry Lvnde ana Fred. Farley had
been friends from early youth-had
been chums at cOlIege-and were now
as warmly attached to each other as
friends and brothers could be. They
were yo~ung--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 on 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 a partnership in a
heavy commercial house-he had
planned to enjoy a summers vacation
in the country; and his first trip out
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-ene
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.
'tNo, 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
homer"
Eyes, sir;-and Think she will pro-
vide for you very WE'LL"
Fred. had p~layfully declared to his
friend that he hoped he should find
him gone upon his arrival, that he
might claim the undivided attention Ss
Bella; but now that the prospect was
SC near to ~veritication, he felt a little
bashtul and uncomfortable. But the
coach was at the door, and he resolved
to put on a bold face, and meet the
lady without blushing or finching;
for he had no doubt that Harry had
repeated TO her all his n~onsensical re-
marks.
Mrs Lynde. this is Mr.. Fred. Far
ley, said the smart and affable
coachman, as he led the way to the
piazza. "Mr. Farley-Mrs. Isabel
Lynde.n
Fred. looked upon the woman who
stood upon the p~iazzato welcome him.
Peris, and hours, and sylphs, and
fairies, all lost cast In his estimation
from that moment. A more beautiful
being he had never beheld. And yet
she was not n of the airy, gossamer,
made-up beauties, such as he had seen
in drawing-rooms, and in bathrooms,
but a 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.
81 am sorry Harry is not at home,
DIR. Farley; but we will try and make
you comfortable until he re turns. He
would not have gone if he could pos
sibly have;evoided it."
HE had business, / SUPPOSE re-
marked Fred. as they entered the
drawing-room.
Eyes. He was called to Albany, and
may have TO 20 to Buffalo. It Is
some important railroad business"
For a little time Fred. felt very
bashful. If Mrs. Lynde had been
common, or plain, he would have fell
differently. butt seemed like profana.
ton to claim the friendly attention o.
one so lovely and accomplished. Blu
why should he suffer such impeachment.
TO comfort to stand In his wayg His
friend had babe him make himself a.
home, and he meant to try. As hi
came out from his reserve the lad,
grew brilliant. She had evidently re.
ceived Instructions from her husband
TO do all in her power for the proper
entertainment of their guest, and sh'
was trying To obey.
When evening came, there was
hitch IN the conversation, Fred. pro