The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1888-08-17
SaIlies Girl.
DY ELIzABEfH nAKrn ronlr.

Why, Indy. it's sunny here. an, thar
Amt nothin' here but,
Not another step Whoa, Betsy and Mol
- WOW ! shaD have to run back q dozen
ases At least Nothing herel Why, it's the
p~restisst glimpse Of really domestic life I've
1aa since came to Colorado
what Is there, Lindygn asked Aunt cyn-
MA VIZ a strong emphasis on the word
sWhatP asked Linda ''why you preclous
DON'T you see that little tumble down cabIn
under the shade Of those two old cotton
woodsl DON'T you see the old man ip ~,
sed shirt near the door, the spring At the en- 4
Ok the cabin, the three cows and the calf
Above all don't you see the distance. the bIns
hazy distance, the low, ragged-edged horizon
WIN the one lone peak on the Iefti WHY ts
Just exactly what l wanted-so lonely. vet
shoWingsthat the heart of the Rockies Il peo.
pied. shall call 1t "A home in the heart OF
the Rocky Mountains
why, Lindy, ye don't mean ter saw ye are
goin' ter make a pictur' Of theti'' exclaimed
Aunt Cynthia.
ITO be sure / Em. John Ruskin saws its
not the subject so much, though that is-p
fLai wen 1 neyeTi Come, 'Minadab, wen
poke round 'mong the ROCKS an gIt some err
those little green weeds she wanted ter press,
while she's a-drawin' them old ceows,m said
Aunt Cynthia reckoning her husband.
Ihey commenced their search at some dist.
ance from Linda, who was deeply occupied at
her portable easel.
II tell you what, 'Minadab, girls amt no
count nowadays. 1t Almost makes me cry
ter see poor ssllie's only girl a-grown' up IN
seech q careless way said she, with a soIumn
look and a sigh. tits a week sence she
come West, an she halnt done a blessed
thing but press weeds an draw an write let.
ters. When ] wus her age pd piece six quilts
an Knitted one, an he'd bought me two feath.
er beds an, half a dozen cups and saucers.
Now when ! asked her, the other day, heow
many quilts she he'd made, she only smiled,
an said she didn't like sewiu' very we'll"
"'faiDt every gals as lIkely's you was,
Cynthy," answered Anlinadab with pardon
able pride.
Cynthia SIN lied and vent on in a softened
way. She's pretty, ~though-jest as pretty's
can beam cat help takin' to her II she
does shirk. Mebbe the good Lord sent her
here SOS we could open her eyes a little.
Mebbe that's the way He's took to set her
right. What do you think, 3Minadabp'
Ike as not Cynthy," assented her
husband.
They searched around silently for q time
and gathered the beautiful ferns Linda liked
80 well; but at last the old lady seated herself
upon a rock and directed Aminadab toIseat
himself beside her.
u want Ter tell We something, 'Minadab,
an l want ye ter TO help me. faint nothin'
wrong, Cynthy Strong amt up to no trickery;
but Providence kinder seems ter put this IN
my mind. There's tibet LindY, as pretty as 4
pictur' an poor-she says they hain't ynore'n
enough ter live oman there's thet Clarence
Wright rich an with no wimmen-folks at
AIN
She stopped, and the old man seemed mys-
titled at first, but in a moment a broad smile
broke over his honest face which she seemed
rather TO resent.
'"Taint nothin' to laugh at, 'Minadab,n
abe said.
"What do you want me to do, Cynthylp
Jest ask him up ter the heouse to talk
about taking a share in that new mine. It's
goin' ter be a good thing anyway, an be
don't put on no airs 70 know, ef be is q rich
man"
'sWell, well, / dunno but / VIM
THE trouble is Lindy's so shiftless,n con-
tinued Aunt Cynthia, I'D git her the cloth
an cut It up fer her, II / could only get her to
sew 1t together again. ORD git her the yarn
ef she'd only try to knit but / knew she
wouldn't. Pm ,fraid he'll notice her lazl-
ness and git discouraged. he's such worker
hisself.u
'sMebbe she's spoke for already, = suggest
ed Aminadab wisely.
sMebbe she is; I'll Hnd out as we 60 back. .
Half an hour elapsed aud then they heard
Linda's voice calling them. Her sketch was
finished.
.Irs rough, auntie, but strong. I've
caught the keynote Of the scene, which IS
tranquility" exclaimed she enthusiastically.
"Its very nice, Indy, If twas only some-
shing 70 could sell an help yer ma with"
said Cynthia with q deep sigh.
II expect that when ii is properly deYet
oped / cxn sell It, auntie. hope to sell
this aud many more. Ny sketch seemed to
grow 81 itself; my heart was Ia It; IFS just
the kind Of scene ! most love. II ] can only
catch aI the suggestions Of that hazT Ais
.tance-golden, bronze, crimson, blue-why ]
feel that Il Kill be q success.i'
sTbere's not much IN itp SAID Aunt
Cynthia, placing her head on one side, critt
cally
s.No, not many objects, but the sentiment
anAtie. the soul Yog know what Rusklp
says about the sentiment Of q picture; he
says
ssHa, mol heow should I know what Mt,
Ruskin says about anythlngs ! never saw
the young man 10 my lifel Nov, Indy.
dear, ! want you to tell me plainly y yer en-
gagged to that young mfn. Ye seem ter think
a lot OF bis opinions on things and ye some
times call him John, I notice. FL ye are I'll
help ye ri yer outhk Indy. rSe got q
couple Of onlltsAn
The merrIest peal Of langhset that ever
went echoIng up those rocky Rsrges mere
interrupted the old Iady's remarks. Then a
reaction set ID, aud as il IN wonderful pity
for the dense ignorance and love for the good
kind heart, her lips tremblod, the tears came,
and she threw her arms around her aunrs
neck.
mo, auntie, dear, good, kind auntie' I'M
not Engaged to john Ruskin I-shat Isl
4Wea, I'm glad, Indy He isn't the
hind Of man for you. He seems Ter inlpk q
nothini but ~palntin' an DRAWN an ~ need
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