Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1886-11-04

| Tor all of us.n s '1o's
Discussed in all its bear;n,s +ha
b.oposai was finally admitted to
I've les advantages. The old family
r ptJ siciah was gwen by the writer for
neierence, and there was the snara
No nom iairiy yawning with emptiness, y
go John Harris was eraciously ner.
united to take up his summer resi-.
oenee In the little cottage. He was a
wnite- haired old gentleman. who
stopped badly, and had large. soft
! eyes, as blue as Fanny's own. From
.ne Gay OF his arrival his devotion to
aunt sue was so marked as to excite
the mischievous raillery OF the Girls
IN spite OF the little old maids blnshes
and protestations.
Was Aunt Sue in the summer bo,sa
stitching upon her caps, John Harris
was sure to be found, reading aloud
.ne interesting portions of the
aauy newspaper. Was she in the
kitchen stirring cake or rolling pie.
crust, John Harris was certainly lean
ing against the window-sill, making
sage remarks upon the beans or toma
toes IN the wee vegetable garden. Did
aunt sue remark her love for a
hover, behold the next day a wagon
nom eown with whole garden ready
to be transferred to the soil OF Har.
lem. under John Harris directions.
he was very kind to the girls. but
Their youthful charms evidently fad.
ed before Aunt Sues mature ones.
IL was a pleasant summer, in spite
OF Fans heart-sickness and the many
| priVations that were now a duty.
Poverty had not bitten deeply INTO
the nest-eeg at the bank, thanks to
the supply OF work and the board of
John Harris. Upon the plea of moor
appetite this invalid was constantly
sending orders to the city for supplies
OF dainties for the table that aided
materially IN lessenlng the culinary
expenses, and he set the girls to EN-
proldering such pile of handker-
chiefs with initial letters that Nell de-
eiared he would never want another if
he spent the remainder OF his exist.
enee blowing his nose.
He liked carriage exercise and hated
to be alone, so he kept an open ba-
rouche at the livery stable, and the
whole four rode every pleasant day
along the country roads. He insisted
that a servant was needed for his mul.
titudlnous wants, and Jane was rein.
stated, to her own profound satisfac-
| ton.
But the browning act of kindness
came when the October winds were
sweeping around the little cottage and
a fire in the sitting-room crate was
cheerful and homelike. The Dorri-
mers were expecting every day to hear
Mr.. Harris announce his inten
ton OF returning to the city; but he
fingered day after day, as if 10th to
leave thecottage. One clustering day,
when he had been in the city since
early morning, he came home after
dusk. Nell thought there were two
pairs OF ieet on the stairway, but con-
cluded she must have been mistaken
when Mr.. Harris entered the sitting.
room alone. Fannie was sitting near
the window, and the old man took
seat very near as he said:
81 heard some news in town today"
Everybody looked interested.
Herbert Norris died in England
two months ago. DR.. Garner was
telling me about it. He has a son, a
noble fellow, who left the city after he
did to try to find him and pursuade
him to restore the money he had TAX
en-. But when he did find him he as
certained that he had taken-noth-
| ingl The money, his own, trust
funds, everything, was invested in I'M
| fortunate speculations, ard it was to
avoid ruin and disgrace the man fed.
His son stayed by him, working for
him, striving to make him return and
face the consequences of his impru-
dence, but his heart was broken, and
he died. Died in poverty and grief.
But his son came home to face the
misery and disgrace from which his
father fled. He brought his clear
brain and legal knowledge to bear up
on the complications, and he has sue
ceeded in getting affairs into training.
1t may be months before there is any
result. but Fred Norris faces the world
| to-day as an honest man free fro m
any completely in his fathers disgrace.
But he is very sad, very lonely. |
| think il he had few loving
| words to cheer him on, the
| thought that he had not altogether
| forfeited love he stIove hard to win,
| the hope that success in the future
might mean q wife's love, happy
home, he-why, FAM"
For Fan had risen from her seat,
her cheeks glowing, her eyes radiant.
"Where is he?" she said softly.
"In my room. l will call him
| down"
When they were all seated again
John Harris said suddenly:
Miss Dorrimer, had you ever a
brother John, who went to California
many years ago-a scapegrace boy,
who deserted home and friends in a
spell of gold fever, and never came
home again.?
81 had brother, John" Susan an
swered softly, "who was very dear
to me. He went to California, but
he wrote now and then"
You know nothing of him now?"
Il wrote to him last spring, but j
think he never got the letter"
"Why?"
"Because-I-(the girls did not
know)-I told him of our trouble lit
| was so hard for the girls to lose ev-
erything you seel, and ] am sure he
would have answered it if he had re-
ceived the letter"
.'Is he rich?"
81 don't know"
"But do, and I will tell you. For
years and years ill-luck crossed him
everywhere. He made money by dig
cling and was robbed. He grew rich in
business aad was burned out. When
ever prosperity came misfortune fol-
lowed close at its heels. So ne
| was ashamed to write home and
record. his failures, hoping at some
time to have a different tale TO tell.
He was right. The tide turned and
he made a fortune, good round sum,
safely invested. Then he heard OF
trouble at home and thought how
pleasant it would be to have home.
Bachelor as ne was. he craved home
love and life He thought tenderly
of the blue-eyed sister he had left
slim of a girl, of the nieces he had
never seen. So he arranged his busi-
ness and came to New York. Hetook
one man into his confidence-hls
brothers old physician-he came out
to the humble cottage
Here the speaker was interrupted.
Sue was in his arms, sobblng:
ITO think never knew you!
Nell was executing a species OF war
dance around the arm chair IN which
John Dorrimer sat, and Fan was bend
ing over the white head, her hand soft
ly caressing the snowy locks.
Before the winter came they were
N :; A. ala bome again the cottage