Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1893-07-22

Anu Eleanor goes 10 Deu Win u happy
smile upon her lips, and surely the angels
kiss her as she sleeps, for the sun finds no
happier face when he goes his daily rounds.
CHATTER XII.
"she's beautiful and therefore to be wood;
Henry W.
IL am as merry as a grig to-day" Eleanor
Is saying. II gave the dogs so much dinner
that they are puZzIipg their brains over II
now"
"And what causes this unwonted merri
ment might | askT' inquiries the professor,
who, with Helen's assistance, Is trying to
c~tvcist.
~ have good reasons. Chief among them
being that l am going TO a ball tomorrow
night, and my neyer-failing instinct tells me
l shall be the BELLE"
"Conviction tells me you will not,' Says
Dallas. throwing away his cigar.
who will then base sceptic%!'
your sister. She has much nicer man
ners than YOU"
Helen affects not to hear but a blush be-
trays her. Eleanor laughs. you can not
put me out to-day" she says. Try as you
Will ! ain all amiability."
They are sitting, these -four, out on the
broad porch. Helen and Parker very close
together with heads bent over a bit OF white
yarn and an ivory needle. Eleanor swaying
backwards and forwards In a low cane rock
er with Trico at her feet and Birdo at her
side.
Dallas Carew Is sitting on the steps with
his hat pushed back and his eyes wandering
Idly over the broad acre lands.
They are q very common quartette, these
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are so handsome as almost 10 make one for
get the good looks due 10 the Others.
IL IS the day before the ball, the ball to
which they have been one and all invited In
due form, and have nsweTed or not an
swered as their idea of p~oliteness may be.
There is one young fellow who Is excluded
from this happy circle, a young fellow whom
God has blessed with q comely face and an
ardent boyish heart. Bat since Dallas Ca
rew's return he has felt and known himself
To- be, IN spite OF all Helcn's good-natured
efforts, the odd member OF this quartette. So
OIL this bright evening when he would fain
be lying at his dear lady's feet, he is enga sed
In that most exasperating, patience-needing
pastime OF angling. lie has not caught any
fish nor does he see any such prospect and
he is hot and worn and angry with himself
as he lies stretched upon the grass by the
river bank. staring modify up at the azure
sky. How laggingly the day before a ball
always creeps; how endless seem its allOt-
ted hours. Eleanor, indifferent little soul
as she is, finds this day no exception.
Miss Eleanor" says Dallas, turning lam
guIdly around, ''how many dances are you
going TO give me to- Inorrow night? You see
] wish TO take advantage OF your unusual
amlabIlity while | may"
Il don't know" returns Miss Hathwell,
rehectlvely, pulling Trico's ears. AS many
as | have 10 spare | suppose"
Wont you make engagements with me
nowg' feeling very eagerly for a pencil as
he speaks.
Certainly not. | never make engage
meDts before hand"
"Why?' looking rather crestfallen and
cea;ing to tumble after the desired lead.
"Oh. because ] don't. l might get some one
/ liked better you know, and | don't see the
use Of going io~re-arned."
Dallas relapSes into silence. But you'll
certainly give me two daaces won't your
he says after a pause. "iou don't know
how much I've heard of your dancing" he
adds.
"Haye you? Yes, | do dance rather we'll.
How l DO love it. would dance to a jews
harp IL 4 only had a partner
'Come," cries Dallas. stretching out his
hand. The frogs viii 49, begin and |
can have foretaste OF my pleasure. Come"
"You tempt me" she cries. smiling up at
him. "Helen, do YOU remember how angry
you were the day you found me out on the
pavement dancing with the milk-boy to q
hahd-organ."
Dallas laughs uproariously and Helen
starts. drops a stitch, and looks up frowning-
ly. "Milk-boy! What are you talking about,
Nelly?'
Elbow long ago was ID that you performed
that interesting feat?!' questions Mr.. Carew.
'Oh. Il long time ago. 1 was a little thing
then with yellow tails and much addicted To
red stockings anu peppermint lozenges,"
says Eleanor, smiling at the recollection.
"What n nice little infant you must have
been. Well, ladies, sad as II Is, l have an
engagement at this hour and must say good
bye"
He rises as he speaks and holds ont his
hand to Helen. Then he comes TO Eleanor.
DO keep up your amiabiiity until to-mor-
row night he whispers, bending over her.
II don't know about that she answers,
shaking her blonde head. But / shall keep
my second waltz for you-that is IL you will
have IT,"
II promise 10 do better than the milk
boy he whispers I'm reply, and then, bow
ing with that easy grace which sits so well
upon him. he leaves them.
And Nelly, tired OF enacting gooseberry,
calls her dogs and sannters of to the riyer,
md fate carries her straight 70 Joe Allen.
She Is sorely vexed, when, on turning u
bend. she finds herself before him.
"Must / b. forever stumbling on some
one" she thinks angrily.
But lie for him-cnui warmth, and anger
have taken wings and lied He starts eager
ly to his feet and holds out a OBTAINING hand.
do nor, oh, pray DO not 60" he cries, for
Eleanor has turned as though to retrace her
steps.
At his words she stops half at a loss what
r. say. "wbat happy fatA brought va"
herey' he goes on, wondering what he has
lone that the gods should 50 bless him.
"Tm sure l had no idea that you were here
or l would not have come" says Eleanor
with startling candor. She seats herself be
side the stream and watches the dogs who
are plunging about In mad enjoyment OF its
coldnesS She has ceased to fhrt with this
young man, but Im afraid it's too late now
for the mischief Is done--ay. mischief II
surely is lie looks rather crestfallen by her
words but does not attempt any reply as he
seats himself beside her.
.What have yop been doing all day. he
inquiries, throwing q stick for Birdo to bring
out.
Talking"
Dead silence for a while. Then Allen
speaks Miss Eleanor. you are very tact
turn this evening""
.I did not come ont here to talk" said the
girl, dabbling her pretty hand In the water.
Another pause. Irlco has ceased 10 bathe
aud Is lying wet and dripping at his mis-
uess' feet.
miss Eleanor. would you BE- angry if-if
were 10 tell you something" says tho
young fellow. eagerly coming u little nearer
and audaciousiy laying hand on hcr
white gown.
II do not think 90" speaking rather abb
sanity.