Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1888-09-08

centre of Mr.. Wnyte's lawn, an,
made meal of the tall. white deutzi,
bush.
Miss Whyte's maid presented he
mistress compliments, and the,
couldn't stand that nuisance of rab
bit anylonger."
Old Selma came back with Mr.
Delacroix's respects, and nobody il
the house could sleep for that dog.
perpetual barking at night"
Il had intended to CALL" said John
Whyte; ''but rs this unlooked-for cool.
ness has arisen. it is perhaps better to
keep my distance"
Pm told that Mr.. Whyte is a very
cultivated person." said Mr.. Del
acroix; but this petty quarrelling is
unworthy of gentleman or SER
want"
| One day MIR. Whyte found Nicola
drowned in tears The rabbit had
lunched off her pet Brazilian tree, and
torn up all the Japanese lily-buds in
the border.
This won't do" said John.
He was sOft-hearted man, and the
sight of Nicolas tears spurred him on
to sudden vengeance.
Get me my revolver! I'll shoot the
vermnr'
He's out there by the cedar tree,"
she whispered, through her sobs.
You needn't be afraid; there's no
body in range"
A single shot aud the white object
collapsed and fell over into cluster
| OF sweet briar bushes.
Mr.. Whyte laid down the revolver.
and wiped his forehead.
I'm sorry for it already" said he.
1.-The creature was pet after all But
| we have been driven to it-literally
driyenn'
just then there was a rustic in the
hedge, and Nero sprang over, his
mouth garnished with a stray feather
or SO from Paquita!
'Therer' said Mr.. Whyss, 'the
brute has been trespassing again. He
must have broken his chain. The
shrieking of that luckless parrot in
furiates him beyond everything"
I'm very sorry" faltered Nicola.
"But what can we do?"
I'VE must do something" said the
brother, seizng Nero's disjolnted
chain. and walking grandlY off toward
the kennel
Now" he thought, Pm more
sorry than ever that shot the rabbit"
He was crossing the lawn next day,
with some choice geranium slips in
his hand, when he heard smothered
sound as of sobbing, in the little
trellised arbor on the other side of the
hedge.
His heart smote him with a sudden
remorse. He flung down the gerani-
ums. went around By the gate. and
presented himself before poor little
Corinne Delacroix, who sat. bitterly
iamenting, on the step of the summer
house.
She started guiltily at his approach,
and rose 10 her feet
My dear young lady," said he,
''what is the matterP Is it anything
in which can help you?"
Still Corinne wept on.
IL owe you an apology" added
Whyte. al regret from the bottom of
my heart that | allowed myself to be
carried away so far as to perform such
an unneighborly and ungentlemanly
action. If could replace him
But you can'lp' sobbed Corinne.
Oh, please-please forgive me! l don't
know what possessed me to put strych-
nine into piece of meat at the foot of |
the garden. But did, and he has been |
poisonedr'
"Poisonedr' gasped Mr.. Whyte. |
Your father?'
Mo- wept Corinne, with gesture
of Impotence. THE dogr
do you mean my Irish setter?''
Yes"
But he isn't poisonedp' cried Mr..
WHITE.
''He has disappeared" asserted Cor
inne.
Il have sent him away. 1 did not
choose that SO trifling thing as a dog
should rise up dissension between
ne ghbors
Corinne dropped her tear-drenched
ocket-handkerchief; her face grew
radiant beneath its bright drops.
Oh, am so gladr' said she. 81
am not quite such guilty wretch as
fanced myself. But / did put the
poisoned meat there. In intention 1
am as guilty as ever And | shall not
be quite. quite happy until you say that
you forgive me.
81 assure you. Miss Delacroix-' be-
gan MIR. Whyte, thinking how best he
could confess to the horrible fact of
being Bunny's deliberate murderer,
when there was CLEAN of white
through the leaves, and Bunny himself
jumped upon his m Mistress lap, from
nook among the foliage.
Il am going to send Bunny away"
said Corinne. 'to my cousin in Brigh-
ton, who wants white rabbit dread
fully. And Paquita has already been
shipped 10 Boulogne by express. Pa
pa says we must not keep pets at the
expense of our neighbors' peace of
mind. And. by the way, we were so
much obliged to you-papa and for
shooting that hateful old white cat that
was always chasing Bunny and want
ing to eat Paguita up! We saw you
shoot her. 1t was that that made me
feel so conscience stricken about the
poisoned meat"
"Hem-hemr' coughed Mr.. WHITE.
81 am glad-that Is, really didn' t
'And won't you come In and see
DaDap' nrettily nlandad Hortroa