Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1890-11-29

he married her himself, and educated
her, nobody would know in a few years
time that she was not a lady born. But
then this handsome young man OF hers
an engineer-had a dark, determined
face, with a thick, closely-cut Roman
beard, and was made Of nothing but
layers of muscle.
II know the cook is out" Mr.. Parker
said, "ani Martha must be, for / have
rang several times within the last two
hours and the bell has not been answer
eG: but il you like to sit in my room and
wait, you ara very welcome. l have
nothing to offer you but some lime
juice, or citrate Of magnesia, or saline,
unless you would prefer barley water.
You are very welcome, Mr.. Phillips"
Thank you. sir; you are very kind,
but / won't intrude. If / wait about l
may see her and save her the trouble of
coming in. Much obliged 70 you, sir,
all the same"
He lighted his pjre and be gan walk
ing up and down, throwing his coat
open wide as he grew morose and reck-
less with waiting, and driving his hands
deeper into his trousers pockets as de-
~jectedness set in.
Il should like 10 know what she isup
to- he said to himself. Having a lark
with me, perhaps. She is fond Of that
sometimes. She may try it or nee too
often. l have a good mind to furnish a
couple Of rooms next week, and stick
the banns up: that would about fetch
her and put an end 10 her tricks"
He had been counting the paving
stones more than an hour before he ar
rived at this state of mind. He felt
gloomy and savage. and would have
been glad if somebody about his own size
had run up against him. He looked at
the house from basement to garnet, and
. saw nothing except a head that might
have belonged to a shaggy old lion, in
blue spectacles at the drawlng-room
window. Attracted by that singular
head, he looked again, then looked
higher. then saw Martha. He could see
that she was making signs to him, but
could not understand them, so he beck
oned her down. The signs were repeat
ed. and he shook his head. The girl
looked at the cot irresolutely; baby still
slept like a little angel. There could
not be any harm Il she went down. just
for a minute. So she put on her bonnet
carelessly, with the strings loose, and
went.
Mr.. Philips-glad as he was TO see the
face he loved so well, how well only
those who understand the great heart
of the intellectual working man can tell
WAS still inclined TO be Il little sulky;
he heard her explanation moOdily, and
put his pipe in his pocket instead of
fiinging il into the middle Of the road,
and he did not speak until they
were in the shadow away fromthe lamp
light, and then sulkiness and anger
vanished as he crushed her TO him with
an arm like a vice, as strong as his love
for her.
Look here, my grill" he said, II
shall not stand any more Of this; | furn-
ish a couple of rooms and stick up the
banns next week. so now we take a turn
round the square, and have aquiet glass
somewhere
But the baby. Fred?"
"Let it sleep a little longer; anyhow,
1t won't fall out of the window, or set
itself on fire.
Mr.. Frederick Philips, the engineer,
was not 10 be denied when he fixed his
mind upon an object, he settled himself
down, and worked with a will until that
object was accomplished, quality Of
ten possessed by men in his station OF
life, who must live by their strength of
mind and muscle. Martha quite forgot
to teach young men that they could not
have all their own way, and that she
never encouraged such nonsense. They
walked round the square more than
once-more than a dozen times, talking
about two rooms and the banns and the
hundred-and-one things that can be
spoken OF and dwelt upon by young
persons who have intentions of enter
ing the holy bonds of matrimony.
Meanwhile, baby had awakened, cNn'
tentedly enough at first; stretched him
self, rubbed his eyes with dimpled
knuckles, looked athis own chubby feet
as if he had never seen them before,
and then set up a wistful cry for NAM
ma. Finding it disregarded-a thing
he was not used to-the cry grew plain
tive, then fearful, and finally broke into
| a wall that pierced through the house
This would not SO much have mattered
} but in trying to Chamber from the cot K
, the bed he overbalanced the swivel and
fell heavily to the floor.
! Mr.. Barker had heard the cries, anC
naturally thought the child would bt
: attended To-; but after the fall, the cries
still continued, and he went TO the dool
| and listened; then it occurred to hin
> that the child was alone. He had seer
the cook go out, and he had seen Mar
tina go out-yery little took place thai
J Old gentleman did not see-still, II
make sure, he rang the bell firmly. NJ
: reply came, so he roared loudly down
stairs:
"Here. you, cook! Susan! Sarah! Hanl
it all is there anybody at homer"
Nobody, but me and you, sir" sait
a timid voice from the hall; but Il
ANYTHING is the matter, l will come up
I am partly a doctor, you know"
"And all the rest an idiot" growlet
that impolite old gentleman. go in
. and shut yourself out of sight. Partl,
a-boo!o
: Mr.. Parker went in, and the eccentri,
lodger went up stairs-so softly ant
swiftly that his govt must have beer
entirely disregarded. He had removed
4 his spectacles, and baby, stopping hi
wailing as the door opened, say
healthy, hale, benevolent old gentle
man; with u world Of tenderness in hi
,. rugged c~ountenance. The boy stretch
/ ed out his little arms and cooed loving
" at him.
"Artie so fitened,n he sobbed; swan
mamma"
e docs be then, poor little manY' sal,
I the old gentleman, as naturally as il h
4 had soothed and talked to a dozen child
rem Of his own. Mammals comm
presently; but what on earth am l to d
q with you In the meantimeY l hay
nothing up stairs but some preserve
ginger and q pot of tamarinds. Yo
y shall have them to play with. l onl
hops to goodness they will not disagree
D with you.r
vi He carried the child into his owl
room, and sat with him on his knee
The little fellow made himself quite Z
home. He patted the powerful kim
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