, 1889-09-05
CAME OF A RIDE.

'NA"''fi h'iHtlhtN Jblil '~ihiNf iVtiN
ing with admiration and genuine peas
ure at the glowing face of the girl before
him.
And truly she did make pretty pic
ture, MS she stood there in the morning
sunlight, drawing a bunch of old fash
ioned clover pinks through the front of
her riding habit.
"Thcre that was Just the bit of color
you wanted, the red looks pretty against
that dark green"
at suits you to be complimentary this
morning" laughed Dorothy, placing
one small guantloted hand In his, while
she sprang lightly to the saddle and took
the reins. "But all is variety sir; my
flowers viii soon wither, and my color
go when | go back to the city. You
know | expect u letter from Mama
telling me to come, and that is why /
am anxious to get the mail to-day" A
look of surprise and pain passed over the
manis sun-browncd face as he asked in
lower tone, "You will be glad to goP 1
did not know 1t was so soon.n
"Glad! A thousand times mol This
has been the lovelest summer I ever
knew, but If mama wants me / must CO.
and summer really is over. But it is
going to be u lovely day for ride;
wish You were going"
"I wish ] could, but you know
thrashing is like time and tide it
waits for no man." answered Clark with
n tinge of bitterness in his tone, as he
lifted his hand from the bride, He
stood watching the slender, dark clad
figure so lightly sitting ON her horse,
the graceful form bending like willow
wand to each motion as the well trained
beast broke into an easy sallop.
"Going back, perhaps tomorrow
And that will be the end of 1t all. Well,
| it is best so. She has had happy sum
mer, and II have had taste OF
heaven. ! will not spoil her remem-
brance of the time by telling her she
leaves one behind to whom the summer
can never seem bright again without the
! light of her sweet face. What good
would IL doP Only make her unhappy.
But what if she were not indifferent to
Inc? What use to think of that. What
| could she, SO bright and lovely, care for
in me, u stupid clodw And nc lifted his
| sun-burnod work-hardencd hands, look
/ ing at them in disgust. The hands were
| those of Il laborer, but the rough straw
/ hat shaded refined face and deep blue
| eyes which could glow with tenderness
/ CorrEend ,ybero ia by,u,n III. ta,, i,
small moist riup. for tbe N nrni,o S COO n,
,Yarr, shov,ed 7noro t,n, nr,,,,,,,g W.
teIlia,eure 40
Z ~ l,ut Ward h;e ,,,o,,i, sa,tlod i,,,,
hard curve ',thc won ra 9v,itir,, ~ - an, /,
Ia t,,rwnd to,,arI ,,,i,,o IL - u
drone oC tho Observation-Disclosures nina n,as ha'
e,inninp to sound on tbe stiiI r'nrnin m", "a
ss;r ~" 'N S''" 'i''' i''''
Srddo,,y ho hoord =, c,;,,. ,.rto,lo,,,,, -,
and Iooting arross 'Iri,,s ''a.ro,,, a'.,' .,
u,ator ,vLerS H." I,,i,o ,,y 49, ~ -, .a o
iand he saw ,,,ooa,, -" ,rt, ~ ~ v,'a
white horse 0ntlincd osss,i,,,t : rT ho,ii ~ 81 4
vouup willows that vc1c airca,Iy' t,'r,,'
~ m66l nn ,,,n n',t,' aiiu"Gy 'I.iii III.
cr66ssi,,o ihe fieII bad nLnl;l,oJ SarS nr ,.,
Ia wavs a Iast farewell lie s,ynns, IL,
broad straw hat--ihore vvaS a H,,t7cr ~
white from tho hand or tba riInr anr
sLe Jiannnoarcd n,,n, ,ho /. M viii III,
CLARK weit ON Win ia,hto" ~ boat =,
where his thrashing crrsS ,.,as ,yo;tiro 9, q
Dorothy Alien vass the oriv Is7 cIiId mIi'i nr
wealthy widow nrettv 49,. o.i naii,od 0d'' ohjiJ Gt
who ~ shn rnnrbrd ,3rlf on1 r,on,an
Lnnd beoome oni,, n,nra r.o,t,, "o' ard r'at
ted And If w's mn tvopder bat 'aI'N' otfo, t.s
two winters of jigsination div;daG bv
,',,,nnr ~ h,,,,' ,,'.'vii' w., - - ~
ionnbic wnterinS nlnces The rert IN,
mer found her with pnlinp roses nm,
waning strength, for which the doetoi
prescrIbed oTiet and conntrv air Il
was then that Mrs, Alien ren,eu, hero,
hor old friend and scboolmatc Celi,
Clark, who was also "A widow. livinr on
large and beautiful ranch i'm the West
/ A letter Nns dispatched to her and III,
answer came, o6f cnnrse, dear we @ shaI
, be more than nanny 10 have tbe chill,
come, and if she does not find roses mere
she could nowhere. 1 only wi,h vo,
, could come also However Jobn aid
will do all we can to keen Dorothv from
getting homesick. .
So ii was chat sunny .June had foun,
Dorothy Allen ensconsed i'm tine co,uno
diou, farm house.
June had passed into July. that int
August. and now Sentemher was Si,nos
gone. and Dorothy insreod Of helm
, lonely, had writtcn back. "I nave fnIin,
my roses but pIense don't send tnr me
{ for | am having n heautiinl ti,nc y ~,
, as She calloped Dlong This ,nnrniro, yb
was thinking: "Oh deori wish 7 d,,
NOT have 20 20 hack to town 10 MOI.
, nice rides with loI,n INIT v,ith som
, horrible little dandy who do,,it Iknny
how TO sit n horse 1nd where vo, cnni
go oil walk without Shocking som
ONE
"No more rows ON tho Iake in tb
moonlight and hnying Iohn sing rnIleg
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