Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-07-11

him in spite of tho uupleasantness Of
their meeting.
When they reached the house Aunt
Frances gave the stranger the welcome
she accorded every one from her warm,
motherly heart. She acknowledged
that she liked him; more than that she
would not say. She was a wise woman,
was Aurt Frances.
''But I'd like ter tell yer" said Tom,
going with Him TO the gate, that Minis
got another fcller a-comin' ter see her,
and marin mightn't like anyone else ter
come. d. yer understand
And the newcomer smiled to himself,
and acknowledged that he understood
perfectly.
Minnie" Aunt Frances was saying,
while you e out ! had a letter
from Fred, which says that he cannot
be with us today, and it depends much
upon circumstances whether he ZONES
at all this summer. am sorry, dear,
but l feel quite sure he would not defer
the visit purposely. You do not mind,
I know, otherwise | would regret it
much more than l do"
Minnie laughed gayly. well, you
needn't mind it at all, auntie. l rather
think we all can live through the sum.
mer without his lordship."
81 know how you feel, dear" Aunt
Frances said, with a tender glance at
her niece. perhaps il ! were a girl !
would resent much that my life has
shown me is best as it is"
sand you see how impossible it is for
me to love this man whom have never
seen, don't you, Auntie"
"An' O. course Min don't mind" said
Tom, thrusting his head in at the door
at this inopportme moment. ''She
made out M first that she didn't like
that chap, but know beans when | sees
EN-"
So Mr.. Frederick Rogers spent much
of his time at the quiet farmhouse and
impressed himself favorably with Aunt
Frances; and the summer passed and
no one else came to disturb the pleas.
ant days.
One day in late September Minnie
again stood with Mr.. Rogers beside the
cool, dark pool at the edge Of the wood
where she took her first lesson in fish
erman's luck" but Tom was invisible.
Minnie was locking particularly charm
ing that day. Her face was flushed,
her eyes bright as the sparkles on the
surface of the water below them.
Mr.. Rogers had been painting the
scene. and in n few swift strokes he had
her there, too; her warm, sweet face,
her merry lips and all. Her arms were
full of late flowers, and one spray of
golden rod swept her face rs though to
caress her.
'How did you manage TO get n in
so wellI queried Minnie, with a swift,
laughing glance up at him. And this
spray of golden rod is quite perfect"
81 got you in because il was you,"
said Mr.. Rogers, with a forced laugh.
Il have something to say to you, Min.
ME. Will you listen!"
How can | help it," queried Minnie,
but there was a deepened color in her
face that spoke well for his success.
After q while Mime looked up, q
shadow of sadness on her face. 81
ought to confess a little, Mr.. Rogers.
Somehow things have come of them.
selves and given Inc no chance to right.
I'm not a country girl: I'm not Miss
Grey; I'm altogether a fraud. I'm not
worthy OF your love-of your par.
DON
II can best Judge of that, Minnie"
sand then the way ! treated you that
first day-my dreadful rudeness-my
hatefulncss'-
1T was against me, you know"
Yes"
"And if am willing to forgive you
But you couldn't forgive me-" she
cried; lit was too much for anyone to
forgive
Not for love-" he said. and there
wa silence for a moment. :
Then, from behind the hedge, came
a shrill boyish voice ~quivering with
laughter: Hi, hi, Min, you've got him
sect you keep him"-and the voice
broke off into a peal of smothered
laughter, dying away into the distance
with the mufiied sound of footsteps on
the rustling leaves.
While Aunt Frances well, Aunt
Frances was a wise woman and said lit
tie, only wishing her niece all happiness
which Minnie understood when, at
her wedding, she learned that she had
married Frederick Rogers Colby!-J.
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