The Sully County watchman. (Clifton, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1894, 1891-11-28
CHAPTER ".
YOU. GOING TO SPOIL MY LIFE"

you, GOING TO SPOIL MY LIFE"
Two daad passed since Miss Hastings
arrival. beautiful morning, when the
sun was Ing and the birds were singing
| in the trohe sat in the study with an ex-
| preston deepest anxiety, of deepest
thought or face. Pauline, with a smile
on her Iilut opposite to her. and there
| was prott silence. Mas Darrell was the
| first 10 brit.
"Well,'e asked, laughingly, what is
your verdMiss HastingsT'
The cllady looked up with long,
deep-iraWgh.
Il haverr been so completely puzzled
in all my 2 she replied. MY dear Pau.
line, YOU ;he strangest mixture of igno-
rance and,wledge that have ever met.
You know.reat deal, but ii is all OF the
wrong kilfou ought To unlearn all that
you have ned"
'l on adj then that know something"
Yes; bt would be almost better, per-
hanS. If ydd not | will tell YOU how /
feei, PAUL. know nothing OF building,
but feel aough had been placed before
heap OF Iole, porphyry, and granite, of
wood, glasnd iron, and then told from
those mates To shape a magnificent palace.
l am at layhat to do
Miss Dar laughed with the glce of a
child. Heoverness, represSing her sur
prise. contiM:
~ on kntm in some respects than
most educa women; in other and equally
essential MRS you know less than child.
You speak snch fluently, perfectly; you
have read arge number of books i'm the
French lan!ge-good, bad, and indifferent
II appears tie: yet you have no more idea
OF French glnar ar of the idiom or con-
structlon off language than Il child"
That isad, have not; consider
grammar Utmost stupid of all human in
ventionS"
Miss iiasrs offered no comment
Again continued, you speak good
English, buour spelling Is bad, and your
writing wor You are better acquainted
with Englisiterature than | am-that is,
you have remore- You have read indis-
criminately wen the titles of some OF the
books YOU he read are not admissible"
The dark - flashed, and the pale, grand
face was slid a. though by some sudden
emotion.
There wa large library in the house
where W. ill.," she explained, hurriedly,
"and read 'ery book in it. read from
early mornruntil la:c at night. and some
times from INT until morning: there was
no one Ia tcnr what was right aud what
was wrong, tsS Hastings"
Then" atnued the goyefneSS, you
have writtcH spirited poem OH Anne Boz
leyn, but yoknow nothing OF English his
tory-neithahe dates nor the Incidents of
a single reiL Iou have written the half
Df story thsccnc of which - land in the
tropics, YET geography yon have not the
faintcSt notil or matters such rs every
-irl has >"m,iea of OF biography, of bota-
ny, of aStr"Iny--you have not even glim-
ner. The tlnce~ are that il You engaged
n conversat1 with any sensible person,
'ou would e'aliy asloniSh, first by the cles-
n things yolyould utter, and then by the
utter ignoras You would display"
Il cannot battered Miss Hastings"
Pauline put Il because YOU humiliate me;
ior can be INFLATED. because you tiatter
ne"
But Miss ll,tings pursued her criticisms
teadily.
'Iou have 81 the slightest knowledge of
arithmetic. for knowledge of higher
lass, you HAY none. You are areadfully
deficient. Ydsay that You have read All
.uSte Comte. ID you do not know the an
wer to the iir, question in your church cat
chisn. fouedurution requires beginning
ii over again You have never had any set
led plan of stdy, shonld imagine
No. ! ieaicd drawing from Jules la
roiN. Talk d,aloni, Miss Hastings. You
huuId have kpwn him hr Was the hand
pmest artist lever SAW. There was some
hing So pirtulsaur about him"
Doubtless, was the dry response; but
link 'picturelile' is not the word TO use in
ich case. Nusic, presume, you taught
uufsell?'
The girls tee brightened-he manner
hanged.
"Yes, taugt myself; poor papa could
ut afford to I,y for my lessons. Shall l
lay 10 you, Nj 4 llastingsT'
There was iano In the study, II beauti-
u and valuah3 instrument which Sir Os-
aid had ordeisi for his niece.
Il shall be- Ip,ch pleased to hear YOU"
i'd Miss Hastngs
Pauline Darlsll rose and went to the piano.
er face then vas a the face of one inspir-
!. She sat down and played few chords,
III, beautiful and harmonious
Il will sing u YOU" she said. I'VE often
ent TO the opera-papa, Jules, Louis, and
yself. used to sing every thing l heard.
his is from II Puritani.'"
And she sang one of the most beautiful
los in the opera.
Her voice was magnificent, full, ringing,
brating with passion-a voice that. like her
re, could hardly be forgotten; but she play