Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1893-11-09
your Papa nd never forc,r.

yotir tapa nd never forgive y,
telling you" me ny 1
NO, no, noe cried Nelly
ready TO promise anything in hsNsActS, /
ish curiosity: "is 1t likely p. Nei lever
"Weli, the last lords hr,,,
Honorable Adrian Langholnse. AMI, ne
Aunt Eleanor, met somehow yoaf
grounds, and fell in love with e,os The
er, and a very handsome yormy Oh
they was; but when your grans, vouple
pa heard of II, they were furio,a and
threatened to turn her out ~ DE-
Ii ever she spoke to him again uSos
at last they made her marry M. ana
michael, a man old enough To H. Idf.
father, sorely against her viii usr
soul! After she was married poOf
Mr.. Adrian met up In London. -, ah'
last they went off together, = y
nsver forget, as long as I l;y. saah
scene there was with your grarsn, me
Lord Langholme an Mr.. Carr.saS an
an after 1t Colonel Huntington hnaae'
stroke, an never left his room ac1says
"And Aunt Eleanor, nurseg,
"She went abroad, poor thing, ws,s
Mr.. Adrian. an I've never hear, ma.
become Of her since. All I Inoy. ~
she couldn't marry the man sie wa.
fond of, for Mr.. Carmichael, out cf y
venge, wouldn't have a diyorcn ..
you see, my dear, it's little wn,,,e
the two families don't bear each ofso.
much love"
Nelly looked meditatively at the ra
cite on her fairy like bronze slipper
"Well Wilson," she said, prespptIv
pursuing UP her pretty mouth, ana ,rcS'
ing her curved brows, 81 don't SEQ fh.,
the I.anghoimes have been any mara
10 blame than VEIN fact, rot a.
much"
flush. my dear!" cried nurse, Iookin.
up frightened; don't you 60 now "a,
70 say such things as that. Your ma
would be ready TO kin me for tnylns
you about them ut all"
And has this Lord Langholme dona
anything very wicked?" asked Nely.
well, dear, 1 don't know of anyfhinr
particular besides bein' very villa ay
fond of tho lasses."
Whats he like to look atT'
81 eve set eyes on him myself,
because he don't come down ters Al
aII-it's too duh, I suppose, an hes
never happy except he's horse-racfns,
an gambling an making love to Che fine
ladies. They do tell there was a ta6
affair with him an Lady NIilly Cepes
but Il was all hushed up. Susyn sid
she saw a gentleman up at tine CONT
once that must ha' been the Young
lord, an he was small an darx, win
a very dissipatec lCok, an great rings
under his eyes"
"Oh!" said Nelly, with a ~dfsappcints
cd air, slipping from her favuriR high
table by the window on which she
had again perched herself, "in THAI cass
/ shan't take any more interest In him;
because I never could like any man
who wasn't big and fair" +
"Hoity- toity!" cried Wilson. What
do you know about young men Mt ailT'
"Nothing, I'm sorry 10 say" rejoned
Miss Nelly, gravely, land as FIN sew
! enteen and a half, it's high time I knew
a little more. 1 wish papa wooM take
me up to London"
"cWishiu's little good, my dew. Your
papa's too much took up with his boohs
to think of leavin' home, and he's never
been near London since your poor
amt's disgrace"
II shah never get married. pouted
! Nelly.
my dear, marriages are made In
heaven, rs the sayin' is and, h Rs or
dained you're to be married, why, mar.
ried youn be-
"WelI. then, the M WIN haze to
b. dropped down through the 6nuis
for he'll never GENE In at tine gufea"
cried Miss Huntingdon, sertentiouAy.
New, Miss Nelly, suppose you 20
and take a walk before dinner; M
) do YOU good"
@But it's 90 stupid walking out aisua'
nurse"
"WelI, then. have your horse rcund,
and go for q ride"
ooh! it's much boo hot for riding this
weather. I'll take a book, and IN dcwn
TO the brookside."
II wouldn't go tfat way, ny Gear,
Il was ycu. It's Just the boundary 70
Lord Langhclme's estate, and your %
can't bear any one TO go near HNcre.'
"But where's the harm II Lord Lang
holmes not at homer :.
"We1l. my dear, I wouldn't go u
I was you said nurses voice. retrest
.ng Down the passage. But Miss Neny
was as determined as most Of her SCI
OF whom 1t has been said truthfuiiJ
enough:
IF she viii, she win, you may depers
! ont; !.
And If she won't, she won't, and there's
an end ont"
SO she slung her hat across her arm
took her fsvorite book OF poetry, ane
wandered listlessIy Off in the direction
Of the brook. Arrived there, she threw
herself down by Its margin undef !
sheltering tree, and devoted herseif =
specializing upon The feuds OF the Lms
holmes and the Huntirgdona