The Sully County watchman. (Clifton, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1894, 1888-09-01

namely here after yon grand hoose, and a.
the fine doings."
"I am very glad to come home. I assure
You"
That's right: it's kindly
"Miss Morton is in the drawing-room,
uncle-may ask her to tea?"
"Ay, to be sure. Is Lady Finistoun no
with your She is bonny hirdr'
Mona explained, and ended by ringing
and ordering tea to be prepared forthwith.
"Fm glad to see you, men," said Uncle
Sandy, shuffiing into the drawinG-room
with the help of his stick, and holding out
his hand To Miss Morton, who rose up tall,
thin, and somewhat masculine looking, TO
greet him. You'll stay and TAX bite
and cup o. tea" Here he tumbled into
a chair. ."rhere has been touch of east
In the wind yesterday and to-day. and my
back and limbs have been Just aching fear
fu'. You'll feel Ii far keener over In
Strathairlie-we ars weel sheltered here"
"Oh, 1t Ii a wretched climate every
where" returned Miss Morton, with de-
cision. "ln another month / suppose all
civilized people must quit these latitudes."
"Cesvilizedr' repeated Uncle Sandy, in a
sharp key. why. Scotland Is the must
ceersltzed country upon sarthp'
"Oh, indeedi Incvsr heard that before"
said Miss Morton. removing her hat and
re-settling the feather.
''Then 1t u time you didl Whaur will
- nnd people 70 well edicated, and SO
intelligent Whaur will ye and % much
thrift, SO little crime. such 4 God-fesrin',
self-respectin' population"
$50 extensive a consumption OF whisky,
and 20 large an tilegftimdts brth-rate"
interrupted Miss Morton, with strong em-
phasis.
Uncle Sandy gxspsd. That q woman
q young woman, or . woman who posed as
| young-a spinstsr. a fns lady, should have
unhesitatingly uttered such o word-abso-
lutely stunned him.
"Aweel. aweel, that's easy said. Gle q
dog bad name A. that is Nc proven"
he returned. feebly; for he knew little Of
statistics, nor was he much given TO believe
what he did not like.
81 don't know IL you ever read the graver
magazines" said Miss Morton, with an in
tolerzble air of superiority. $50 perhaps
you have not seen Professor Macgrubber's
paper on the comparative morality OF the
Celtic races. He brings out some curious
! facts"
"Factsr angrily. care ye sure they are
facrs' ! woul IA DO so keen to believe
what a mon says against his ain country
q suppose by his name he's Scotchi)-ft's
an Ill bird that fouls its ain nest"
"Ol he is a perfectly reliable scientific
man, and he says the illegitimate-"
"It's no becoming to argue such q like
subject wi a young leddy," interrupted
! Uncle Sandy. hastily and severely. "At
ony rate. we arc ccevilized enough to ken
that"
"Oh, dear mel" exclaimed Miss Morton,
with some contempt. ''It Is evident you
are more moral ir talk than in action"
Before Mr.. Craig could gather his forces
to reply, Mona came TO the rescue.
81 am sure tea must be ready. Shall we
go into the dining-roo am quite long
ing for a sup"
$50 am |. 1t is past my usual tea-time," /"
cried Miss Morton. "What lovely view
you have here; l have rarely seen any
thing more beautiful, and have knocked
about a good deal"
"I am surprised We find any good in the
country at a." remarked Uncle Sandy,
with witherin. sarcasm, as he took his
seat.
"The country, the rocks ana mountains,
and ourns and sea, are well enough. In
snort, III save lue spirit Vi Hihil, anu tfc
climate are divine" remarked Miss Nor
ton, with cheerful disregard Of what any.
one else thought.
This was so very evident, that Uncle
Sandy instinctively felt that he had better
leave her alone.
mona and me-we have wandered bit
oursels," he resumed, to change the sub
iecL 'It's varra divertin' to see the diff.
nd a
alt used to be-" corrected Miss Morton;
"but they are all growing horribly alike.
When was last at jerusalem" she con-
tinued, helping herself to a cream scone,
while Uncle Sandy's eyes looked big with
amazement, as seen over huge cup of tea
he had Just lifted to his lips-"when waa
last at Jerusalem. very cnterprising Ger.
man was just going to start threepenny
bus, from the Temple to Tophet-convcn.
tent but vulgar"
1t Is much TO the credit of Uncle Sandy'a
national caution and self-control that he
swallowed his tea In silence. and even
helped himself to spoonful of marmalade
before he replied dryly in the interrogative
form
"And how many times might you have
been in the Holy CityF
| l.
Lady Huntover's party, and was awfully
bored. That determi ned me to travel on
my own hook ever after; and then the yeal
before last, when went down the Dan
ube and by the Black Sea to Constantinople
and SO on by Smyrna and Damascus to
Jerusalem. | only took my maid, and q
dragoman from Smyrna. / enjoyed tina,
tour. / met some very good-looking Amer
lean naval officers; they were shrewd and
amusing. Apropos, where is your nephew,
mir. Craigt"
"He il awa' to the Loeb wi Mary Black
to fish. He never does much, though. wi
the rod. Hielanders have no patience
they want TO be aye bang banging at birds
doubt but Kenneth will have taken thu
meta. They will be here soon. The girlis
Gamma want her tea"
81 like to hear You talk, Mr.. Craig" said
Miss Morton, sending in her cup for re
plenishing. 81 fancy your Scotch Is pure
and unadulteratad
(To be continued.)
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