The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1888-08-10

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turbing you" he added, still standing
yet unwilling to 60.
please be seated a few minutes
said the young lady, politely. 1T can
not rain like this very long. If you
are Mr.. Rodney Marston, l feel almosJ
acquainted with YOU" she continued.
II have often heard my brother Will
speak of you"
"WiI Barton? My chum at college:
l never dreamed hat he had relatives
here. Then you must be his pet sister
he used to talk about so much SAID
Rodney, delighted.
Eyes, l am Grace" she replied, with
charming ditidence. Rodney began
to think that an April joke might have
its advantages, even to its victim.
1T is fortunate that your uncle
didn't get that note" said Grace, pres
emily, with a laugh, Though | am
wicked enough to wish that he had"
please let me enjoy the joke, too
pleaded the young Il
as it possible that you don't know?
You must know why your uncle is Il
bachelor? No? Then perhaps l ought
not to tell you," she added, with a
pretty hesitation.
"Oh. but YOU must, now"
'Well, you will surely hear of it in
some other way, if l don't Your
uncle Roger would have married my
Aunt Cornelia years ago, if it hadn't
been for a little Misunderstanding
please tell me all about it," said
Rodney, now deeply interested.
"Oh, l don't knOw-it was al mixed
up, anyway; the village gossips were
to blame for medling and circulating
false reports. But, after everything
was cleared up, they were both obsti-
nate that neither would give in"
Il know my uncle is very stubborn"
laughed the young man. He will
never yield a point if he knows he
is wrong"
"And auntie is one of the sweete st
women in the world, but she will have
her own way in spite of everybody. l
have seen women storm like a fury,
and shed floods of tears, only to end
by s~urrendering everything. Auntie is
smiling and serene, never losing her
temper, but when l see her mouth close
in a certain way / know that one
might as we'll try to move a noun
Well" said young Marston, II
think | will tell my uncle, when he re-
from the city, that Miss Barton
wishes to see him."
Then he has gone to the city, too.
WhenP" inquired Grace, eagerly.
This morning by the first train.
He received an urgent business des-
patch"
"And Auntie had a telegram, too,"
said the girl, her bright face glowing
with delight. Now they will meet
on the train.
But they must have met, hundreds
of times, living in the same village.
Yes, but mamma SAYS they have
scarcely exchanged a dozen words, to
any ones knowledge, since the quar-
They pass each other with the
ceremonious bows. No one ever
dares mention either Of them to the
Hour after hour glided by unnoticed
BY the pair. Meanwhile, another
mortal in the service Of the
presiding demon OF April /, had de-
a meeting between the long
separated lovers.
When Mr.. Marston entered the car
that morning, few people would have
suspected that he had ever experienced
our French neighbors call San
Of the heart.n Handsome,
stalwart, his dark hair only slightly
with gray. he bore the weight
Of his As years slightly, A scarcely
perceptible change came over bis inn
features as he observed the
one lady in the car. A slight com
preston Of the lips, that was all; the
expression was familiar to the court
room Two or three business men. in
conversation, but they found tho
unusually crusty.
Guess he's got a tough case on his
this time said one
The LADY, a graceful. weii-bred wom-
an, turned hastily and. looked through
tho window after bis. first glance.
Marston seemed 10 be buried il his
newspaper. Suddenly he arose. burned
the seat, and sat down again, thus fac
ing the others in the car. Their he de-
liberately stared at the lady opposite.
until the attraction Of his steady gaze
obliged her to return IL. She slightly
inclined her head In acknowledgement
Of bis bow. while q flush stole over her
pale face.
Il made her look at me, any wy
he metferod with grim satisfaction, as