Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1892-02-13

meant to stay a week or so, nut he had
found America and the Americans sode-
hghtful he had half decided not to return
this trip, but TO wait a month or so long
er.
There was q gentle, tender fiattery in
the word and tone, for we all like TO
know that, as a nation, we have made q
favorable impression on foreigners; this,
together with the wholly kind, and half
p~aternal. manner he had assumed toward
the lie little girl beside him, made Phebe
feel at ease once more; and before she
knew it she was telling him of her school
and her boys and her warm interest In
both.
They seemed quite apart from the 9TH
ers. for their talk had been in low tones,
and two in a crowd are often as isolated
as though they were in "a desert. The
rest of the party, however, did ut APP
pear TO mind or miss the couple who sat
there drinking their simple lemonade.
for the gentleman had ordered the SAM
as the lady" when the waiter came II
him.
The talk and tones of the party rose
high az the evening wore on; the ladies
laughed loud and constantly, and with
bright ewes and flushed cheeks grew
communicative. and related. as well as
listened to. little personal anecdotes and
experiences which, in cooler moments,
they would have hesitated to reveal.
Catching. between the pauses of their
own conversation, some natcheS of the
talk of these merry rdeOHteurs. Phebe
felt her cheeks burn with shame. She
hoped this Englishman would not judge
all American matrons by these exception.
al few-and how she wished she dared
say so TO him!
She gave a troubled glance toward her
cousins now and then. Annette was
sparkling and ~vivacious, while Charles
although he had refused To take anything
but some ''Bitters," appeared unusually
loquacious. Phebe felt her heart sicken
as the thought flashed through her mind
suddenly, What if her cousin should b.
carried away in this dangerous vortex OF
fashionable dissipation. led by the wife
he loved.' She had always had great
faith in his moral courage and gooc
common sense; surely he would never b.
S o weak now. How she wished she still
had the old-time right to speak to hin
on the subject. Now, Annette was his
monitor, and She!
You are tired from your journey
Miss Flower; we are inhospitable To keel
YOU up so late your first evening at Ii
Mer, said the gentleman beside her, no
ticing her sudden lapse into silence, and
seeing the panied expression of disap
proval on her face, when Mrs. Burton
rose from her chair to give a little ire,
joiie imitation of a famous opera bout
actress. ''Shall we rise and make an NJ
tempt TO retire." he asked.
THANK you. | think, if you please
Cousin Charles, l will say goodnight
said Phebe, addressing her cousin, VIII
came toward her now
''Oh, you dear, darling child, forgiv,
us all for our thoughtlessness," cried An
nette, rising quickly and coming over be
side Phebe. Il dare say you are tired Il
death. Come, we had best all make GU
adieux for the night, as it is really 10
morrow morning. Goodnight, every
body, and remember it is mig turn next
and l am going to give you some of tina
new 'Veuve Clicquot Herman imports.
A chorus of delighted acclamations FOL
lowed this announcement, the echoes q
which followed Phebe's ears al the wa.
up to her room.