Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1888-08-02
THE FARM HAND.
How Rosamond Became the Wife
OF a Rioh Man After All.

or a Rioh Man After All
81 always thought there weren't n,
good come o. that visit to New York,
said Luke Calthorpe. shaking his griz
zled head. as he sat in the March twi
light with the red glimmer Of the blaz
ing logs Illuminating his upright form
and strongly marked features.
Close beside him on little stool sal
slender, fair-faced girl with brown
hair and limpid hazel eyes, and a pink.
touched cheek, where solitary dimple
went and came atevery word she spoke.
This was Rosamond Calthorpo, the
farmers only child.
II enjoyed IL very much, papa, " said
Rosamond. softly.
''Yes, but it's the consequences I OBJ.
1ect to- insisted Luke. .sHere's nv
little gal hasn't been home three weeks,
before there comes letter from some
young highnyer or other, and I'm told
she's engaged TO him. i tell you, child,
mover wanted my ROsamond to marry
a rich mans son. st
But papa, dear. he's none the
worse for being rich" coaxed Rosa
mond, laying her little velvet hand
softly on the old mans freckled wrist.
"How do l know he's none the
worseP" demanded Luke Calthorpe, al
most fercoly. ~ think he is; he must
be. Why. Just look at the common
sense of the thing. child. Rich and
idle and ehfffl.au :, f..lls.... a. -.
cigars all the morning, drives fast
horses on Bloomingdale road all the
afternoon, and gambles all night.
There's your rich mans son for you.r
"Oh, papa, Godfrey Everleigh isn't
bit like that! wish you would con-
sent 30 see him.
But l won't consent ! never will
consent Child, / won't give you up
TO such man as that. haven't loved
you and cherished you like little eve
lamb all these years 10 see you thrown
away at last. You've been dreamin', |
Kosamond, it's high time you walked up. |
You'll be deal happier married 10
some one ofyour own station in life, who |
does fair days work in the sweat of his
brow, as the Lord meant him to do. |
and amt afraid of honest labor. Don't |
speak TO me on this subject again,
child-we won't never agree on it; and
believe me, Rosamond, the old father
knows what is best for you"
Rosamond Calthorpe said never a |
word in reply, but when the fitful fire.
light again touched her check. the 1
roses were gone, and the lashes
drooped sadly over the downcast,
dewy eyes.
And the letter she wrote that night |
Godfrey Everleigh was stained with
The traces OF many tears;
Papa says must give you up, and ! fear
MS resolve Is unaiterablc. | shall be Just as |
True TO you always. Godfrey, as n we we're
married, but can not disobey NV father n |
you had only been farmers son upon these
pleak uplands aud mountain sides We might
nave been happy, but papa has u strong al Ike
70 my marrying what he terms "a rich mans
son, % riease don answer my letter-it would
ouiy make rs both miserable; but remember
--oh. for sweet Heavens sake, remember that
only. RosAsso.n -
And then, ere sho sealed It up. she
kissed the paper over and over again.
remembering that his hands would
hold 49, his eyes rest upon its pages.
The days and weeks glided quietly
by and the white blossoms OF the May
tide sprinkled all the wales with per-
iume and color, while Rosamond Cal
thorpes heart was sad and unrespon-
ave to the great rejoicing OF nature. She
had strictly enjoined II upon Godfrey
Eyerleigh not 10 answer her letter. vet
when day after day went by and no
missiye OF love or remembrance reached
her, she was almost tempted 10 re-
proach him In her inmost soul for obey
Ing her o-ders too literally.
Perhaps IL Is better that he should
forget me, y she mused. but, oh, did
not think should pass away from his
memory so soon.
" "hosamond. said her father, one
June evening, that's a capital hand
Squire Martins got for the spring
work. a. sterling a young fellow as /
ever saw"
Rosamond sewed on, her head droon- !
Ing over her work. In truth she was
but little Interested in the matter under
"Good-loolSing, too added the
farmer, medltatively. ~ s'pose one !
Of the Squire's daughters n be maxim q
eyes al him. BY the way. they want
You 10 come over there tonight. a
There's 10 be a dance or something"
q 4 don't care TO go, papa"
y" But | wish you would. Rosamond. 4
ia kind o. like you 10 get acquainted
Fsth this George Ellis. He's the very s
nan ! should like best for son-in-law. a
we hoep kind o. watching him an o
dong, ior had a sort o. notion when a
10 illrt como to Squire's that he was 4
iniiksup ana wouldn't bo o. no ac-
ount But / was never 80 mistaken Il
y all my lie. I'tell you he's the
lpest fellow hereabonts, Got the a
pnnk 81 a RED Indian. and a win like
ron. =
dare say ha d very nice. papa"
''''e kQsamond, llstlossly, but shall h