Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1893-06-24

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her. She does not heed him, but turning TO
her sister, who is just on the point OF show
ing her sketch to the Professor, says authOri-
tatively: 'Giye me that, Helen"
"Ahi Carew, you're TO have first peep
lucky dog that you are. Miss Nelly, you
should not be 80 partial"
II have no idea OF showing Mr.. Carew this
foolish picture" Eleanor says coldly, and
taking the drawing she tears it deliberately
I'm two, saying: 81 don't wish you to see any
more than you have OF this absurd, ridicu-
lous scene" Then, remembering the daisy
wreath, bushes crimson as she takes them
from her hair.
Helen breaks into loud Inconsistencies at
the loss of tie sketch, while Parker backs
her up with '0h, come now, Miss Hathwell,
that's too bad-not fair play, you know"
Dallas comes q step closer, saying in a low
voice:
"You looked n great deal prettier with the
daisies on, Miss Eleanor"
II looked absurd, dressed up like IA May
queen, " she winds up, rather at a loss for o
simile.
"Are you angry with me?' he says softly.
IL don't think you two behaved very hon
orably, coming up behind us that way" she
replies, feeling that she would like TO be
much angrier than she really Is.
Before he can answer, Helen interrupts.
1.-THE Professor Is trying to prevail on me
10 let him stay and join our picnic. Shall 1
consent NellyT'
''Oh, please do. Miss Nelly" exclaims Par
ker, turning with a most imploring gesture
10 the girl. 'Please do; we've been hunt
ing all day, and haven't had a thing since
five o'clock this morning. All, Carew, / see
you have made up your mind to stay"
ayes" says Dallas laziiy. lie has thrown
himself down on the grass, and il idly pull
Ing the unfortunate daisy wreaths TO pieces.
ayes, 1 throw myself on your mercy, ladies'"
''But if you have been hunting all the
morning where is your game" questions
Eleanor, reseatng herself, having found
there is no use being angry with Dallas.
''Game! gaine!' echoes Mr.. Carew, look
ing puzzled. "Ah, yes, now | understand.
Ran, Miss Hathwell wants to see our game.
30 please produce IT,"
"With the greatest pleasure, Miss Nelly.
I'm glad you show such interest In the chase,
and hasten to lay the spoils at your feet
and diving into the recesses of his shooting
coat he produces what on close investigation
proves to be the corpse OF a bedraggled spar.
row.
'Tbis noble fowl is the only contribution l
have to offer 10 the feast, but | hope it will
be most thankfully received" and Ran lays
thu victim down with q tetder sigh.
Poor, innocent little sparrow" says
Eleanor, lifting it gently, poor little crea
ture."
II shall cook IL and give il 10 you for din
ner; not another thing shall you have"
Helen declares vehementiy.
"Ah, now, Mrs. Rodney, you wouldn't
be so cruel. just think how long it's been
since had anything" and Parker looks pos
itiveiy tragical.
And how many cigars have you smoked,
I'd like To know; but / don't suppose you
could count them, and they take away your
appetite This Sali as severely rs il is posi-
bic for Helen Rodney To speak.
Indeed, you are mistaken" says Ran
mournfully. ii never saw the power that
could deprive me OF appetite, and what's
more | never expect to meet it,"
"llave you never been in love Professor"
asks the widow. archly. He bends his head
close 10 hers, and their voices sink very low
too low 10 be heard.
Meanwhile Eleanor and Dallas have been
quite silent, the former looking l~istlessly up
at the blue sky, the latter regarding hGg in
tently. Presently the girl breaks the silence.
Look " she says, lis IL not beautiful? II
] could paint | should like 10 have such a
tky in my picture. What a pity can not.
"Are you growing esthetic, Miss Hath
wellg'
"EsthetiN No. Why do you askg'
"You have been gazing upwards for sdch
a long time. Can not you descend TO earth
once morer'
She looks at him and smiles, She has u
peculiarly sweet smile.
'Oh, yes, ! am quite willing TO descend
as YOU call ID, and not only will | look at
earthly things but will talk OF them, too.
Are you going to the Saunders tea Thurs
day?'
Il have not been invited"
''No? why that's a shame. But after all,
they are stupid affairs. Why, Daisy, is that
your
"Well. little sweetheart, how are you"
says Dallas, holding out his hand to the
child. Wont you give me a kiss?'
NO" returns the child grayeIy. II do
not kiss gentlemen, except Gas she catches
sight of RAM, says | may Kiss the
Professor"
Dallas and Eleanor indulge in unwonted
merriment, while Helen bushes, and Parker
tNdlIs HlulSell HloSt hUstdllS VI TIC pSilhis
sion.
.Tm very hungry, mammal" remarks
Daisy, plaintively.
80 am |, Daisy. I'm more than very
hungry. I'm positively savage. 1 shall be
reduced to eating that trophy, just rs he is"
and Parker turns the sparrow over and looks
at 1t.
"Well, let us have lunch" says Helen, ris-
Ing. 'Nell, hand Inc that basket"
Talking of eating, as usual" says Flea
nor, with affected disgust. "Helen, | verify
believe you live 70 eat"
DO you neper eat Miss Hathwell".' Qnes.
tons Dallas, earnestly.
Never. l live ~upon-well-l live upon
the beautiful"
"What a very substantial diet it mnst be-"
says Carew, looking with unaffected admir-
alton mt the girls w~eil-rounded white arm.
'Bnt what do you do on dark, gloomy daysg'
why, / pose before my mirror, OF course"
she answers. looking at him lazily.
The young men laugh and Mrs. Rodney
looks rather shocked.
Now don't go away and say I'm q vain,
eonceited girl, Mr.. Carew,' says Nelly, lay
ing her hand on his arm "Shat your eyes
70 it-if you can"
Aud the Young man does not say a word,
only look at her, and well nigh loses his head
under the spell of her beautiful, witching
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