The Sully County watchman. (Clifton, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1894, 1888-10-20
MONH'S CHOICE,
BY MRS. ALEXANDER.

'Who is its" persisted Lisle, who was
raging with modification and disappoint-
ment "Can it be that the hero of the re-
jected addresses has found favor in your
eyes after ALA great overgrown school
boy, who is weak enough to let himself be
robbed and plundcred by professed game
sters ard designing promoters, and then
skulks off to hide himself in the wilds OF
California, like other defeated desperadoes.
Your first instinct was right, when you re-
jected man who WAS unfit to be your pro-
fector."
"Stopl' cried Mona, moved by a sudden
generous impulse to do justice to the man
she loved. Your Judgment was right.
My instinct, If 1t was instinct, was wrong.
Mr. Waring deserved my love, and he has
It'll You are again right, you see. He has
shaken of the early feeling which made
him so eager to throw himself between me
and the ruggedness of poverty, and ! have
learned to know him when it is too latel
Your confession deserves confidence on my
part ] feel can trust my secret to the
loyalty of n gentleman; and though | am
not the woman TO throw myself ut the feet
of one who is indifferent to me, ms Leslie
Waring is now, | am not ashamed to own
that he has my gratitude, my respect. my
heart, and in it there is no room for an
other"
The tone in which she uttered these
words, the indescribable dignity and ten
derness of her air. of the slight gesture of
the hand with which she emphasized her
speech--touched and silenced Lisle.
''You are IN extraordinary girl" he said
mt length; land IL Waring does not love
you Il suppose you must know), it seems
incredible. Well, IL he does not, do not
despair. You are worth winning. / will
not trespass on you any longer; but / will
not say gooi-bye-I shall seek you again
when the sea rolls between you and the
most unlucky dog have ever known or
heard Of To be loved by you, and not TO
know it. What irony OF fatel For the
present-sweetest and most provoking of
women-farewell."
CHAPTER yyyIr-"TnE LAST STATE OF THAT
MAN"
sI dinna ken what's come to ye," said
Uncle Sandy, in very discontented tones,
rs he pushed away his plate and held out
the tea-cup he had just emptied, to be re-
plenished. "There Gamma be better or
purer air than Mt Craigdarroch. It's aye
headache, wantin' her breakfast in her
room, an Mr.. Leslie lookin'-nae, but ye
look better than We did yesterday" glanc-
ing Mt him, "only We dinna eat. WHAT'S q
bit haddie an mouthfu' o. toast to stay a
mons stomach i the mornin'?"
"Ohl am all the better for my ramble
with Kenneth yesterday"
.You are well-nigh yourself again; but /
ba when
heard We hadna come back ut tea-time."
az left Kenneth because he was going
further on. came back by Monkscleugh
and the oak-wood. l hope Miss Craig's
headache is not very severe"
"She's more tired like than in pain. She
wants quiet. Aweel, she went to bed air
ly enough" quoth Uncle Sandy, ito get it.
81 dare say she will come down soon
Jessie says there is new brood of chick
ems out, Mr.. Craig" said Mary. ''Twelv'
wee brides, all strong and lively"
"Ay, that's varra good. Now, there
nnither fast early train to Glasgow, wei
dispose o. good part o. the poultry varr
profitably. I'd go down and look at tn
chuckies. IL Mona were here"
"And wouldn't you take my arm, MI
Craig, for want of q better| said Mary
biushing very sweetly.
.sYes, I will, my bairnie," said the oil
man. looking at her indulgently. Sand
Craig had great liking for pretty fac'
"we'n go and have crack WI the her
wife"
Later, Mona, thinking from the profoun
stiffness that she had the house to hersel
came from the secluson of her own ROOF
to the drawing-room. She had been grea
ly agitated by her interview with Lisl
and greatly distressed, on reflection,
think she had trusted the secret of her 10,
for warinr to n man whom she could M
help considering an enemy. Yet she di
not quite wish her words unsaid. 81
wished to honor the man she preferred,
the eyes of the rival who despised him. b'
she hoped and prayed that the knowledt
of this admission might never reach wa
ing. perhaps-indeed probably-he ht
formed some fresh attachment, which he
his heart against her. "After all" 81
thought, as she stopped to look ut herse
in long glass at the end Of the room, an
saw that the long straight folds and clos
fitting bodice of her dark-blue serge, wit
the broad band and buckle that Shove
the easy roundness of her waist, the seal
OF old lace round her throat, the soft wav
masses of her reddish gold hair, becan
her well-"after all, l am not worse lool
ing than / used to be: but that does NJ
matter"
With sigh she opened the piano, ar
began to play dreamily. How fast IL
days were slipping awayl To-morro
would be his last at Craigdarroch, IN
then goodbye forever.
sis the headache quite goner said Wa
ing, coming up behind her.
Mona started and changed color.
Eyes, nearly gone. You startled mel
thought you were out"
She met his eyes as she spoke, and som
thing of indescribable tenderness In the
made her heart stand still. She rose OF
went to the window.
lit Is cold and raw to-day" she sal
with slight shiver.
Returning to the fire, she leaned again
the mantel-piece. Waring put his arr
on the top OF high-backed chair opposi
her, and said, with quick sigh
1.-THE days cannot be too dark and drea