The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1886-05-27

self to look in at odd hours. "to see
Miss Blunt and that posy-little face
of hern needed doing for"
"Mayte fresh butter milk will
help that sunsurn," pursued Mrs.
Blunt, still misinrerpreting the
cause of Miss Daisy's heightened
color. I'D try it. Yo'll hate to go
to the Falls as red as hollyhock.'
Despite her chagrin, Miss Daisy
smiled at the misuse of pronouns,
knowing perfectly well that if she
were to look like fright her aunt
would regret it more than she. For
a sensible woman. without undue
personal vanity, it must be admitted
Mrs. Blunt had most complacent
enjoyment of the beauty of her styl>
ish niece from the city.
Il hate to leave you alone so late
in the evening, auntie," said Daisy,
throwing handful of empty pods at
the chickens by the door>stone. "I'm
afraid you'll be nervous about the
tramp that called this morning.
Nonsense, my dear; I'm not one
of the nervous sort. always stay
by myself nights when your uncle
go2s to his .odge meetings. If I get
tired and sleepy, lock the doors and
60 to bed. When 1 lie on my good
ear can't heard sound, you know
and your uncle can come in without
waking me.
"But how does he get in2"
"Oh, he takes a key we have two
for the front door. There's the extra
one over the clock. >Yos'd better
have it tonight then, if 1 don't
feel like getting up for you, won't.
You won't be likely to get home be-
fore twelve
BY twilight Miss Daisy's turbu.
lent crimson had softened into a
sea-shell pink. Aunt Abby flattered
herself that she had never seen the
child handsoiner than when, in flimy
raperies, she fleated down the piazza
steps to Tom Raymond's waiting
phaeton.
"The infatuated boy looks as if he
was beholding an angel from
heaven unused the pleased lady,
who dearly loved Tom. But she
said, prosaically: did you take the
key?"
Yes, auntie it's in my pocket
''Pocket?-can they put pockets IN
seafome?" laughed Tom, tucking
the linen lap>robe about the young
lady's billowy flounces. 81 feel my>
self quite inadequate to the care of
this fluffy elegance, Mrs. Blunt, 1
do assure you"
But it's his he has only to ask
and it's all his" thought Miss Daisy,
scornfully, as she babe her aunt
gay good-by."
In the whole region round about
there was not a lovelier drive than
this five miles between Oakland
and Oakland Falls. Taking it by
moonlight, on perfect June even
ing, with facinating young lady by
his side, and a spirited horse obedient
to his will, Tom Raymond mentally
acknowledged that the conditions
were favorable for enjoyment. He
had been planning this tete-a-tete for
days, indeed he had gone so far as
to formulate certaia momentous
speeches to be delivered on this &C.
casion bat with tae-strongest- desire
to lead the &C nversation into senti-
mental channels, he was continually
baffled by an intangible something
in Miss Daisy's manner. He spoke
of lovely bird he was mounting
especially for herself, and she dis
coursed of the swallows in aunt Alb
by's chimney !; he limited at mans
craving for affection, and she de-
plored Abrams cravings for drink
he quoted, "Aurora Leigh and she
cited Mother Goose She sang
nasally like deacon Shed, mimicked
squire Eddy's Fourth-of-J uly Grafton
and, in a word, was as captivating,
frivolous, and reckless as a heavy>
hearted girl well could be. AS she
passed Grace Raymond in the hall,
that young lady whispered to Jack
McKeon that Daisy Campbell was
the bell of the audience.
with one acception, Of course
amended gallant Jack.
Proud, sensitive Daisy! She pre-
tended to listen to the music; but
from Lord Admiral to Little butter
cup the entire company seemed to
be chanting. i've only to ask, to
ask. to ask-I've only to ask for the
little LADY,
Her fan kept time to this refrain.
She was thankful when the opera
ended. For all that, on the home
ward drive she wished herself back
in the ball. 1t was so hard to meet
Toms love>like gaze with indiffer-
ence, to school her warm, maynard
heart against his tenderness. so
precious but yesterday! At first
she strove bravely to maintain heI
former vivacity, but her lireliesi
smiles fell unheeded. The sIogaa
was in tire air. Daisy knew Tom
had something particular to say.
All, well, for that matter, so had
she. CIasping her cold little hands
together resalutely, she waited in
silence.
"Daisy, I've been thinking"
Dangerous symptom, my young
friend; let the doctor prescribe y
"I'm going back to the medica
school next week, DAISY
$50 seon9''--in tone of coel regret
j "And I want to ask you, Daisy