The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-07-02

| or Watching girl III nef morning Suh
dening-a girl who wears a dark-hued
crimson linen dress, and whose dark
head is shaded by big ghapping willow
hat.
A lilac bush, full with summer leaf
age, may screen him, and Gerald
chooses to be so screened; it does not
enter into his masterful plans that he
should see the rector in any way but
one that day.
How the dear rector dallies among
the roses! But he goes in at last, and
Gerald then clicks the latch Of the
little gate and
Enough. By-and-by he walks into
the study, and he has that interview
with the rector which he had planned
to have.
And another evening comes when he
and his father, the squire, dine tete-a-
tete. The squire, good old man, Is
tired with his day; he and his brother
magistrates have had q full time Of it,
and he is predisposed for an after
dinner nap, and needless of the rest
less vivacity of his son and heir.
But Gerald rules the hour. Sudden
ly his easy, py-go-lpcky nature
finds persistent masterfulness with
in, and what he wills he does. He
tells the squire that he has "won his
wife"
"Oh-hey! Well that's right, my
boy. And who may she be-"
The squire mods his head roguishly,
and pours himself a further glass OF
port. Maybe l have guess"
"Miss Lascelles."
Gerald is loftily cool.
The squire smacks his knee; he has
turned, and sits sideways in his COM
Portable everyday habit.
"Good-good"" he calculates half to
himself. (Which one, though? They
say"
''They! Who are they?" and Gerald
at once feels wIathful at any "they"
daring to speak Of him or his.
"Walcott, of Bray, and Ealy, and
"Bah!" contemptuously. at is
Miss Evelyn Lascelles. l wonder you
talk of private con Germs with such
men as those!"
"Miss Evelyn? Ha-hum" rather
dolorously. my good sir"-the
squire rouses, "those are all very good
men-very good men, indeed. Wal
cott is older than we are in the county,
mind you!"
"What may they have chosen to say
ofme?"
The young man has walked from his
seat to the window, but here comes
back again, rests his two hands on
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father with a laughable defiance in his
blue eyes, but after a second seats
himself Clearly the situation calls
for no tragic demonstration.
"Why, the place pairs you and the
other young lady; the fair one-Miss
Cathie!"
''The place is wrong, then!"
Simultaneously with this Evelyn
and her aunt talk of the same sub
ject from their feminine point OF
view. Strange though it may
seem, at the very hour when the squire
is enlightening his son with the public
opinion of the county, Mrs. Symons
is giving to Evelyn her private opin-
ion, which concurs with that OF the
public.
Some women are idiots-blind, fool
ish rousers of evil passions, destroyers
of peace, and all with the "best inten-
tions."
Evelyn is dazed for a moment.
Then she gathers together her forces,
and slips away to bed. But-you have
had hint of her fiery, passionate ma
ture-she is wild. She has given her
love; she has been played wlth--she
sees it all now. No doubt Gerald has
been hunting Pucksleigh. and no
doubt he takes her because Cathie will
have none OF him!
Plainly, she bereft of her senses.
She lies awake all night, and in the
morning she will fly to Cathie, and
fling her gift of a lover back to hi
The morning wakes and she goes.
No Gerald, though, has been near
Pucksleigh
Cathie has had ''heayenly time, !"
as she says in her hearts Of hearts.
Aunt Mary is glad to have the girl
under her wing just now, for she knows
how the even tide OF the Pucksleigh
life is getting astir in its deeper neither
waters
Pucksleigh, as hamlet, drones on
as it seems to have droned since pre-
historic times, and its future has no
apparent scintillations of light dart
| ing towards the present. Pucksleigh,
| to Aunt Mary, is her own house, the
doctors house, and she knows that q
drama of life is near its climax.
Her husband, the doctor, had pu-
pill, who is no longer pupil, but works
hand-to-hand with the doctor himself.
An open browed young manis Christie
pher Landon; he has but lately come
back to Pucksleigh from winning his
M. d., and he elects for q year to work
on with his old master and friend,
while he looks quietly about him for
a practice.
He stands alone in the world: but