Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1891-06-26

No light said Lofty to herself
u suppose father is as ecomical Of can.
dies as ever" - e''--
old Elias Emmons sat on the door
step smoking his cob pipe. Tobacco
was cheap, for he raised it himself. and
AZ mat period of the twenty-four hours
time counted for nothing.
It's me, father" said Lofty brightly.
The old man grunted some inandible
word. N-e
oh. haven't come back to stay,"
cried She
ITS a good thing We hain't," said
Emmons putting vigorously away at his
pipe. Il would not atook We in if va
had. What say stick to-"
~ I'm suited. said Lofty. "And Deacon
Iassells folks are suited too"
"Humph!" again grunted old EN-
mons. "Then what's brung ye here!"
I've come after my melodeon, father, :"
answered Lofty. Mrs. Tassell says I
may keep it there, and Jacob, the hired
man, will come for it with the ox-cart
tomorrow"
Humph!"
Lofty passed him with the light, elias
tic step. She entered the dark, moldy-
smelling kitchen, struck a match, and
carried the tallow candle she had lighted
into the farther room. Old Elias
smoked steadily on, chuckling to him
self at the sudden silence which ensued.
"Why, father. where is it?" almost
screamed Lofty, nearly dropping the
candle in her dismay.
i've sold it."
"You've-sold my-melodeon!"
"1es, I did"
"But it was mine!" ..
well, you're mine. amt ye? You
and all that belongs t'ye. You amt Is
until October, and by law We can't own
anything. The very wages ye earn at
old Tassells could claim if I'd a mind
to. And I didn't want that there music.
box around in the way, and so I sold it
last week."
@Who did you sell it to, father?"
ut was to Adelaide Wick"
"Did DR.. Wick buy it?"
"No. Young Harper bought it. Now
you know all there is to be knowed
about it, and there's an end of the mat
ter. It's gettin' dark and I keep early
hours. Goodnight"
"Father-"
Goodnight, say"
Charlotte Emmons ran out into thu
starlight.
She did not sob or cry out. She onl,
stumbled along in the soft summer dark
one hand clasped tightly over he
heart.
1t was such a cruel wound It hat
come so suddenly! If old Emmons hat
wanted to smite her to the heart b,
could have chosen no better method
than this.
sLotty! Lofty! Why are you hur
rying 500"
It was the voice of Adelaide Vicl
standing at her own gate.
"Come in!" she cried. II want Il
speak to you. I've something to tel
YOU"
II know what it u.s." said Lofty, stop
ping short. you've got it away from
me. Well, keep it! And much goot
may it do youw
There was sob in the bitterness O
her voice; her heart beat as if it would
suffocate her.
"Who told you, Lotty?"
"Father told me. I hope you're sat
isfed now, Adelaide. Let-let me go
l can't breathe"
But we meant it to be such sur
PRISE" said Adelaide. It's all turned
up, Lofty, and it's to be sent to tn.
Harper house just as soon as the parlor'
are prepared, and-oh, here's Will now
He can tell you the rest" And AIDE
laide turned short around and ran laugh
ing into the house.
"Lotty! My darling! How has oul
secret managed to leak out? ?" said Will
clasping her around the waist with {
strong arm from which she could mo-
escape, let her struggle as she would
"But heard that Mr.. Emmons wa
threatening to sell the melodian, and
went there at once and made him al
offer which he couldn't refuse. AnG
Addy Wick has given it house room un
til the new paper was on the walls O
the south rooms at home-a pattern O
blue forget-me-nots, Lotty-just til,
color you like. And father and mothel
want you to come there this fall instead
of next, my true love, so you see you've
no time to lose in sewing your wedding
Dress"
| Charlotte looked up into his face
Happy tears sparkled in the starlight
a full tide of happiness overaowed bel
heart. Five minutes ago she had beer
so miserable! Now she would exchange
places with no princess in the land.
aWell, WE'LL" said Mrs. Tassell, 81
s'pose it is as natural for young folks tc
get married as it is for birds to pair il
the springtime. But declare I shall
miss the child when she's gone!"
| And she hummed an air to herself al
she darned the deacon's gray socks.
"What's that you're tryin' to sing
mother?" asked the deacon, half smll'
ing.
SIt's Lotty's tune, father, Jerusalem
the golden"
aHumph!" said the deacon: You
don't sing it as she does!"-Fsresadt
Companion.
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