Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1893-06-10
CHAPTER II.
on, beauty
TIL now l never knew thee.

When they have finished their tea and
Helen has brought out her inevitable fancy
work, and Eleanor relapSed into laZiness,
Mr.. Hathwel begins with his news.
1T is oniy Tits, my dears," he says, push
ing back his spectacles and smiling genially,
"only that the son of All old friend of mine
Is coming 10 this neghborhood. 1 wanted
linn to stay here with us, but lie has prom
ised the Parkers. OF course, though, We
will see great deal Of him."
what is his name?' says Mrs. Rodney
eagerly.
Dallas Carew. If he is like his mother he
will be very handsome. She was a great
beauty when knew herr
"Was she your sweetheart, Donie?' ques.
tions Eleanor gravely.
mo, no, Nell, no sweetheart OF mine"
and the minister sighs.
Where does he liyeY says Helen, who is
deeply interested.
'ln California-San Francisco most of the
time, but he travels a great deal, and will be
here some time, believe
And so he's a friend of the Professors"
says Helen pensively. Il wonder | never
heard him speak OF him"
He'll have 10 be a friend of yours, too.
sister mine. Love me. love my dog, you
know"
"How absurd. don't expect to like b!;n
at ALL" but MIS-. Rodney blusheS. ~
Dallas Carew! it's rathei q pretty name,"
remarks Nelly reasciively. "When vii he
be here, Doniey'
Some time this week. You must be very
polite to him, and not snub him like you do
the rest"
II shan't snub him. couldn't IL woald.
And now go along and write your sermon,
and I'll come In aud give you some music
presently"
There is long silence after he has gone.
Then Helen breaks il.
I'm crazy 10 see this Mr. Carew. What
sort OF fellow do you suppose he is, Nell?
"Lefme see, says the g;r. :.!oaghtfully, Il
fancy him TO be blonde, with very blase
expression, affects the foreign, and is in fact
what almost any girl OF the nineteenth cen
tury would adore"
That means. suppose, that you will not
admire him."
II did not say So"
mo, but you implied IT,"
well, don't admire blonde men,"
II see you have made up your mind not to
like or admire this Mr.. Carew," returned her
sister, who has wonderful knack of hold
Ing on 10 a subject
my dear Helen, / don't think anything
about him. Here we are quarreling over
man we have never even seen, and for all
know he may be as black as a Moor and as
ugly as a mud fence, but at any rate here he
goes out OF my mind till see him. and she
picks up a book and begins read.
Dallas Carew does not co c the next day,
nor the next, and he begins 10 be almost for
gotten. January has slipped by and Febru-
ary Is well begun. Only this morning Daisy
has discovered a snowdrop, looking very
lonesome truly, but still giving promise OF
more.
Ii Is showing now, and Eleanor has Just
returned from what she terms real walk,
and that means scramble lover the hills
and far away" with only the dogs for CON-
pany. She looks very lovely, although her
dress Is of the plainest dayk-blue stuff, and
her NUT and furs are of no handsomer ma
terial than the grey squirrel wears, but her
cheeks are bright with color and her hair,
on which the white fakes rest lovingly, Is
shining like gold. 1t Is sebiom Miss Hath
well INDUCES In one Of these tramps, but to-
day she has been gone since three o'clock,
and indeed would not be here now save for
this mild little snow storm that has come UP
unawares. She opens the study door, eager
to show her uncle a rare specimen of lichen
she has found, but he Is not here. In his
place. seated In his chair, looking very COM
Portable and very lazy, is a ,oais ss.:.::, whc
turns his head rs the door opens and. seeing
q lady, throws away his cigar and rises TO his
feet.
Excuse me-" she says, retreating q step,
II was looking for my uncle"
HE has gone out i am left as substitute.
Dallas Carew, you know; perhaps you have
heard Mr.. Hathwell speak Of mey
''Oh, yes" giving him rs she speaks one OF
her rare, bright smiles. I'VE have expected
you for some time. IL am Eleanor
Eleanor Hathwell."
Now sit down and talk to me-" he says,
pushing chair to the fire and resuming his
own. ''See, I've been alDne for almost an
hour with no one--no one at ALTO keep me
awake"
II do not promise to do .hat," says the
girl, beginning 10 loosen her fura 'But
where can Helen bey'
~kielen?"
'YeS my sister--MrA Rodney"
''Oh, yea Parksr's sweethearty"
sYeSn
what have JON got thersr' says Dallaa
bending over her.
I "Lichsns--ars not they queer IcOkingY'
Every queer Where did you and themfs'
'Oh, far from tere. ] have been for long
walk this evening"