The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-01-08

won't you, Uncle Harvey" said Ida,
as they crossed the several interven-
ing tracks to the waitingroom. GIVE
a good while to wait for my train,
you know, You won't need to wait
with me.''
"WeIl, | don't know" said Uncle
Harvey, irresolutely. ono hurry"
He was a dreamy little q with a
scholarly face and big, near sighted
eyes. He was vague and impractical
to the last degree. To be sure, a per-
son OF his ample means could afford
tc be impractical.
I'll just see when your train leaves"
said Uncle Harvey, presently, putting
Ida into a seat and disappearing
toward the ticket window.
He came back hastily.
cit leaves in ten minutes" he an
nounced. I'll put you onit now"
"Ten minutes? Ida repeated, fol-
lowing him wonderingly.
According to the time table, which
she had studied before starting, she
should have waited an hour and q
half for her train.
She mentioned the fact to her uncle.
ooh, it's all right" he assured her,
easily. cts the train for Chiffon, /
inquired"
He found a seat for her, chatted I'M
til the warning Cali aboard sounded,
and babe her good-by.
Ida leaned back and watched the
slowly receding depot rather YEARLY.
She was not especially fond of travel
uncertainty not of travelling alone.
She wished the day were done with,
and she were at home.
She was not sure that she did not
wish she had never come. OF course,
she had had O. charming time. But
that had made the coming away all
the harder.
She had so dtol leave it ALL She
did not ask herself what, or whom it
was that she most regretted leaving.
The conductors demand for her
ticket broke uF these lugubrious rev.
cries. He gave it q glance and then
said, with a solemnity beftting the oc-
casion:
you're on the wrong road, miss.
This ticket is for the B. l.. &C. Road"
Ida returned his half amused look
with a gaze of dismayed bewilder-
ment.
"What shall / DOR she said, faint
ly.
The conductor was young, andb no
means proof against q perfect face
and pleading gray eyes. He leaned
toward her sympathetically.
"Your train" he said, won't leave
/ NrAehrv All IN on ~1o1Nal~ w..
get off at the next station and take
the 10 o'clock express back there in
time to get it,"
He passed on, with reassuringnod.
Ida resigned herself, with q sigh.
How exactly like Uncle Harvey the
blunder had been! If she had been
alone, she would never have made the
mistake. She would have held fast
to the time table, and there would
have been no such dreadful balk. She
felt something of evaporation.
The conductor assisted her from the
fcar at the next station.
you've only half an hour to wait"
he said, encouragingly.
Half an hour--yes; but half an hour
in a dreadful little station, with dusty
benches, a splintery floor and grimy
windows, was not SO amusing.
Ida was the sole occupant OF the
small room. She could hardly have
told afterward, how she passed the
time.
She sat down in one of the uncom-
Portable seats and counted the boards
in the floor; she scratched her name on
the window with the small diamond III
her ring-a proceeding which, under
any circumstances, she would have
condemned as highly ill-bred; and she
went out and paced up and downthe
littleplatform.
A house just visible down the road
reminded her family of Uncle Har-
vey's, and her thoughts roved back
over the past summer, and naturally
to Arthur Clifford.
After all, she unused, he was rather
an odd person. Almost anybody else
would have made another attempt,
in spite of a first refusal. She could
think of a dozen girls who had married
the very persons they had at first re-
jected.
Not that she should have accepted
Mr.. Clifford in any case; BUTT was GER
tainly queer-his never having tried
again. Perhaps he had not wanted
to. Yes, that was it; he had not
cared to. Probably he had been glad,
on second thoughts, that she had re-
fused him. Undoubtedly.
The passengers on the train which
stopped presently noted a soft PEN
siveness in the pretty young lady who
entered.
A young husband whispered to his
| wife that she must have suffered the
recent loss OF a near and dear relative;
but she responded that abrown dress,
q hat in varying tints of yellow ard