Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1886-06-17

Ill al right sir" said the surprised
Did you ever hear the name Crab.
PEI Being a hackman perhaps Won
les, SIR, do remember the mama
ago" NV q year
grave?'' ~ mug nus
Il can show you his monument tha
iii. re- ! ever saw, and just put up"
us his wife buried near bimp.
lips. ' 'ao'y 3
- don t think she isl
MANLY dreaded lest his love for the
dead woman should become known
so briefly commanding, go abeadi''
ne sprang into the vehicle.
ihecemetery was soon reached. and
the man pointed out the cleaning
monument. ~
Manly sought it, anxiousIy scanning
all the names of the dead as he mass
ed p''''
lie came up to the monument.
but what was this2
A slender, black-robed figure sat on
poslte, regarding him.
with one stride he was by the wom-
an.
Who are you2'
She rails d her eyes.
am Naleria crabbe,"
Saleriag oh, it cannot be possiblel
have incurred you as dead SO many
years.
"Manlyl''
ies, it is l. Come to me now, my
losei Nothing stands between us,''
She rose. But was this his Valeria9
This hollow eyed, hollow checked. wan
woman With the gray waves of hair?
Manly, look at me. lam no longer
young. At thirty.eight am as AGED
as II were fifty eight. Can it be that
you mean that you love me2''
II do, do" he cried, ..and see,p he
lifted his hat.
Ills HAIR Was snow white.
Il, too. bear the signs OF ace and
suffering. At forty two i look like an
old man. but in my heart there has
never dwelt but one woman-you on
ly.H
Shesished YEARLY as his strong arms
closed about her-his lips sought hers.
''0h, is it true? Am | to be your
wife? Am ! to live with you till /
die2"
God wiling
.ltmust be dream, Ihavedreamed
so often Of being thus-in your arms,
hearing yonr voice, seeing the love light
IN your eyesr
"Rut this is no dream Come, let
ms 90 away from here. Where do you
lise?P
Il have boarded at a hotel ever
since he,died. My son is at school in
Nashville. He is almost man now
eighteen. | have kept him in school
at Nashville for FIVE years / have
not wished that he should know-just
how-his father lived--and died" She
seemed to have great difficulty in ut
terlng the words.
'.Naleria, tomorrow sees you my
wife -
$50 soonl" she murmured.
els it too soon, love? Remember
the past ten years"
Il viii do just as you say" she an
swered, dutifully.
They reached her hotel.
Il have a private sitting room, she
informed him.
Very well, will go there.
I She ordered dinner for two sent to
them.
While dining, he said:
"Iou must go today and select a
suitable dress. You shall not come
to me in mourning.
Sha ell rac swami
to knew that he wouli soon be her
legal lord and master, as he had long
been i'll spirit.
He accompanied her purchase the
suit At first she demurred.
People may TALK
"Ealeria, what are people ous? We
are all the world"
So she submitted.
Two suits. n grey and warm brown
were laid out for her inspection.
She preferred the grey.
No. objected he, sit is too old
Take the brown with thegarnet collar
and cuffs"
She laughed outright.
.But am too old. I"
He looked at her.
II will take the brown suit--bon-
net and all" she told the clerk meek
ly.
Then she paid the bill, left her num-
Der, and they went out into the glorl-
fled sunlight once more.
Now, let us settle about our home
| shall not return to South America.
have sufficient fortune for you and
me, and | suffered too deeply there
ever to care to return. Where would
you 60? Will you wish to stay here
in Waco, or return to Crossleyg
She clung more tightly to his arm
Neither Let US make new home
you and |"
.'Where?"
al have always loved Louisville. "
.I.ouisvilie it shall be, then, and
he looked at her SO feryently. she be
tan TO be afraid that he would kiss
her there in the street.
Her landlord regretted to lose so
quiet and such a promptly paying
boarder as Mrs. Crabbe, but he cheer
fully furnished all the information and
help the south American" desired,
and prepared an elegant wedding
breakfast for the pair, who were mar
RED IN MIS- IfdDDt Own pii'oeo DIV
ting-room at 10 a. m. the next morn
ing.
As the train rolled away from the
depot, Valeria leaned closer to her
husband.
Dear, have known such sorrow,
such despair sucn suffering-tell me II
it is all passed--tell me that you will
never regret making me your wife.
''Loye, is there any need for words
between us?"
A year later.
Who is this pretty, pink-cheeked,
bright-eyed, plump woman, with the
rray waves OF hair, who trips so light
II up Market street in Louisville?
Presently two gentlemen meet her.
One is white haired, but genial look
ing. the other is a blue-eyed youth OF
nineteen.
"Mother, You are in good time.
.Valeria. you are prompt"
Yes, Valeria Gresswell has found the
fountain of youth in this good mans
lovel
A Too-Too Kiss.
st. Louis Post dispatch. D
Love to Professionalism is evil
a..t,, ,1rolonoed period of mental