The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-02-06

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the whole country" Ruth said, al
most Laughing and crying in the sam.
breath. How could she ever be homo
sick again."
And that night. instead Of crying her
self to sleep, as she had thought that
afternoon to do, she lay awake from
very Joy, thinking of the pretty things
she could buy and make Tor the cab.
in, and imagining how picturesque il
would look covered With Lady Banks
roses. and how sweet the violet beds
would be in the spring time.
And so tho very next day she set
tho hired man to work laying of q
garden, and all that week and the
next she spent her spare time in dig.
ging and hoeing- and spading. The
following week John took her to the
nearest town, and she selected the
various articles she desired for the
house. She managed to furnish 1t
quite comfortably, and under her
def fingers oil things began to bear a
homelike look. The place lost its bar
rem and shiftless look, and even the
dog Harold seemed to feel the change.
He no longer wandered aimlessly
about as though seeking a comfort
able spot, but went to sleep picture
OF contentment on one of the soft rugs
in the sitting room, keeping one zeal
Gus eye always half open upon his
playmate, Ruthie.
The months sped by in spite of all
the harhships she had to endure-for
g life is hard for woman in q new
country-on light wings for Ruth.
She made the best of all her trials,
and was MS sweet and contented rs il
she had been in the fair home they
had owned and lost. Though often
her limbs ached and her head was
weary with the weight of work which
fell to her share, she never complain
ed. Not once did she grow fretful or
reproach her husband for taking her
SO far from all that she loved.
"He is doing the best he cam" she
always said to herself, "and what
would palace be without his love?
Besides, how much have to be crate
full for" And somehow the remem-
brance OF their first evening in the log
cabin would always bring tears to her
eyes. It was such a real proof of his
love and thouRhtfulness for her.
When tho next spring heightened
into the summer, and her sweet face
began to wear tired look that he
did not like to see, lie came to her
one evening, saying gravely:
Ruth pack your trunk tonight; to-
morrow | want to take you with me
to San Diego. Important business
calls me there, and you and Ruthie
both need change"
"But how can you leave the ranch?"
Ruth asked, lust now when you are
most needed"
ooh, Redly will take charge OF the
place, and the men will work for HIM
as well as for me-"
II Ruth had noticed him Just then
very carefully she might have seen a
twinkle in his eye that would have
made her suspicious as to this" business
trip" to San Diego; but like dutiful
wife she packed up and asked no fool
ish questions.
When they reached San Diego, much
to her surprise her husband did not 90
to a hotel. He gave the coachman
some directions, and they were driven
to an elegant looking house in the
suburbs.
"Why, I didn't know you had
friends herel" exclaimed Ruth, in sur
prise. u
ooh, yes" said John, 81 have a
number OF them. This is the home OF
the best friend have in the world"
"Why" John neatly took her
breath away. She thought OF her
shabby travelling dress and Ruthie's
shabbier cloak with dismay, but she
made up her mind to make the best
of it for Johns sake, anyway. A lady
could always be lady, no matter
how she was dressed.
A neat servant opened the door
and ushered them into a handsome
The house was beau
tiful inside, and everything was new
and oil the latest fashion. Ruth sank
into finely upholstered easy chair
with feeling OF momentary content.
For a moment she almost wished she
might be the possessor of such a
home, and then she put aside the en-
vious wish.
make yourself at home, DEAR"
John said, "while / see the master of
the house. He is probably in his
study. will return when / have
spoken to him privately. know he
will be delighted to know you are here
and will welcome YOU"
"How strange John never told me of
bis friend OF his" Ruth said to her
self, looking at the handsome ingrav-
ngs on the table near her.
Presently he returned, bnt not, rs
she expected with the master of the
house, whom she was feeling little in
awe OF.
where is he2p she asked.
"Here."
Here? Why John, have you lost
your mind? There is no one with you.
You and are alone" She began to
ook frightened. What il John had |
'eally lost his senses? He had GER
,ainly acted queer about this San
Diego trip.
To her further amazement he burst
nto loud laugh, and taking q stand
II the middle OF the room, said with a
,olite bow:
'Dear Mrs. Delano, allow me to IN
reduce to you the master OF this
,ouse. John Delano. ESQ. yOur hum. 1