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

caret brought hull car load OF truck
home with her besides two fellers to
do tn tixin' fur her. TIL very walls
is like picturs, an as fur tn cheers, |
swan they'd make a loafer Of g. man
in no time, An carpets, maH,~ an
rugs, an curtains. Well | be busted
if she amt the greatest on curtains
ever see. Blow me, man, ef they amt
up at tn doors as well us the windows.
Then tn books. Thet's what you'd
like, now. Why, the room the girls
KEEP for kumpany bedr pom is jist
papered with 'um. We set there most
ly now, an mighty pleasant it is"
But these chronicles had only the eff.
feet of keeping David at his naughty
distance.
"She makes sunshine for all but
me-" he complained bitterly to him.
self He saw Nora and Hattie in un.
accustomed splendor, and noticed
that their place in the kitchen had
been taken by buxom German girl
I'll stay here till I've made money
enough to invest in something that
will give me q comfortable living, and
then get as far away from here as pos
sible," he vowed. That night, as he
was about to hurry home in the early
dreary dusk, Seth met him with a
very anxious face.
Margaret is down with fever, 4"
he announced. "Pm goin' fur the doc
tor"
LET me 60" cried David. You &C
and stay with the girls" In two
hours the doctor was in Margaret's
room. David paced the parlor below
waiting for his verdict. ....
"She's bound to have a run OF ty
phoid," said the doctor. But she's
got q good constitution, and | trust
she'll pull through. Then came days
OF suspense which made him ashamed
that he had called the sentimental
moodiness OF the last few weeks mis-
cry. At length one day Nora rushed
across the cold fields, hatless and beg
ged him to come to Margaret.
"She's been calling for you, Dave
for the last two days, but Hattie and
me thought she would be best pleased
when she got we'll if we didn't call you
But can't stand it; really can't
Come, quick" Trembling in every
limb, he reached the room. CHASTITY
as the moon when it breaks through
storm-clouds, the girl lay tossing il
the shadowy gloom. What did he
hear?
David! David! Dear love! You
are tired. Rest, dear one. Do they
think you never tire? You are grow
ing pale. / am watching you, deaI
one, though you do not guest it. All
you must carry me by storm, my
knight. will not coax your favor
A staunch heart or none will have
Yet do not look SO grieved, love. o.
Nora, what fool am! I've lost my
common sense. See if you can find il
tor me-" Suddenly she became wild
and raised herself IN the bed, tossing
her arms about and screaming fol
David.
''You will die, David, and never
know / loved you. Come, David,
David" He could restrain himself nc
longer, but folded her in his arms,
and with every soothing device love
could conjure laid her back upon the
pillow and lulled her into peaceful
sleep. "God bless you, David" said
Hattie, with tears in her eyes. 81 be
lieve you have saved her.
The days that followed were filled
with all blessedness for Margaret,
She delighted in her weakness since il
brought such loving solicitude, such
watchfulness. And when the deepen.
ing blue of the sky told that the time
had come for the trailing arbutus
to crown the dropping head OF winter,
Margaret made the home of David
Scott all that he imagined she would
ELLA w. PEATTIE.