St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1889-04-06

He walked home in an agreeable ab.
sorption. repeating TO himself tho
things she had said. recalling her
pretty way Of saying them.
He did not pause to consider that it
was old John Sanborn's daughter OF
whom he was thinking; he was only
conscious that she was bright young
girl. whom it was charming to look at
ar1 listen to.
His pleasant mood was rudely inter-
rupted by little Larkin. who dropped
in that evening.
Lyme Doty couldn't have the
school," he observed, with q chuckle.
''but it looks rs though he was going
to have the new teacher!"
'.YOu don't mean to tell me-" said
Steve. warmly. ''that she'd have any
thing to do with him."
Mr.. Larkin stared. What could
Steve care with whom John Sanborn's
daughter had to do?
"Well. Lyme's q good steady fell
low"
"Humph!" was the scornful rcjoin-
der.
The young man muscd long and Sc
riOusly when his visitor was gone. and
went to bed with lighter heart: hav-
ing come to firm conclusion.
When tho new teacher closed school
the next Friday night she was feeling
,..tbav. N, or,, <,,% ~, che x,.. mt 20 faaE
at the end Of the week; nor did the
prospect of the fOur-mile walk home
serve tc cheer her.
She locked the door and started down
the path with SIGH.
A neat little buggy was coming
briskly up the road. Molly gave =
start as the driver pulled UP the horse
and sprung to the ground.
1t was the young director. and he
was coming toward her.
Il won't make any excuse. Miss San
born" he said, with a humorous So
lemnity. Il won't say I'm going over
the river on business. and happened to
think you might like to ride. The
truth is that it is carcfully-laid plot.
Will you be IN alder and abettor?"
The little teacher laughed apprecia-
lively as he helped her into the buggy.
Il must stop ut Mr.. Larkin's and
leave my dinner pail" she said. de-
murely.
Mr.. Larkin was standing at the front
gate. He stood staring at the young
director as the latter assisted sb.
young teacher to the ground and sat
down on the horseback waiting for
her.
Lyme Doty was here after Molly
just now" he said, gaspingly. Il sent
him down to the schoOl-hOuse."
Two met him." said Steve. You
see," he added. making a bold attempt
at carelessness. but speaking. never
thcless, in . shame-faced way. and
avoiding the little mans eyes; "you
see. l feel rs though it's my bounder
duty to keep Lyme Doty away from
her. Pure impudence his hanging
around her that way"
The little teacher came tripping back
and the young directors buggy whirled
away in a cloud OF dust
''Steve Tenney's taking Molly home
in his buggy" said Mr.. Larkiu. join
ing his wife in the kitchen. and sink
ing dazedly into chair. 81 guess the
worlds coming to IN endw
Steve Tenney amt a fool. his wife
responded. practically. II knew he'd
get over that ridiculous notion of his
and especially after he'd seen Molly"
Says he's doing it from sense oi
duty" said Larkin, chuckling slowly.
As the humOr of the situation dawned
upon him. ..WOnder how far his sense
of duty will take him."
81 should not be surprised at any
thing" said Mrs. Larkin, mysteriously.
The Larkins. and perhaps Lyme
Doty. were the only people who were
surprised when the new teacher gave
up the school at the end Of the tern
and was quietly married to the young
director. Old Homestead.