Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1893-11-09
SWEET NELLY
y HUNTINGDON.
CHAPTER I.

CHAf'lkLn h
aThe yare n bad lot, my dear, that's
what they are, and they say the young
Il rd's as wild as any Of 'em!
"Why does papa hate them so, nurse,
and why won't he ever let their names
be n~entionedy'
cts q long story, Miss Nelly, and
it's tecn the same for the last tive gen
erltiois- "A family quarrel: but l sup
pose II II die out with your papa, now
he's got no son to leave tue Old nntrcd
to-"
"But nurse, were they all really so
badf"
swell, my dear, I don't know; We've
all been taught to think so ever s'ctc
we were children. and, OF course, my
father and grandfather took their ma
ter's side, and hadn't 4 good word Tor
the I~anghol,des; tut their people
stick to 'em through thick and thin,
and shy a more generous, hugh spirited
family never lreithat. They've al
WAYS been rather a wild lot; bat then.
dear. MS the ssyin' is, the old gentle
Uan hinself ;sl.'t as black as he Is
painted !.
But WHY did We quarrel with them?
what begun Ii ALL"
"Wcll, dear. tie first beginning was a
bad one, and 1t healed up, and
SO it's gone on and on up 10 this very
day. And ! must say the LangholmeS
have been willing TO make 1t up, n
the old lord would have been quite
friendly, only your papa was set against
Il, and turned bis back upon him b.
! fore the whole hunting field"
"But, nurse, ] want TO get at the story
ond yor won't come to it," and pretty
Nelly Huntingdon tarped a little impa-
tent foot on the polished floor Of the
borsekeeper's Don
"Ny dear, I think your papa would
be displrased with me IL l was TO tell
you"
"But papa won't know"
'yeli, Miss Nelly, Won know that's
worse, 10 do things behind peoples
backs you wouldn't do to their faces"
Miss Nelly perchsd herself ON the high
wooden table In front Of the latticcd
W Window. and eraocd her pretty neck
ont to pull a great cluster of the old.
fashioned red roses with open yellow
ceptLrs that nodded over the trellis.
work.
Now" she said. fastening them in
the front Of her white dress. and swing,
ing her little feet to and fro, go on,
nurse"
"Ts's time, for ne to see 10 the ialn.'
cried Wilson (who acted as nurse and
h~ursekeeper1. jumping UP and busting
Off into the kit hen.
\ pout came over Nclly's m'gnorne
white face. and presently ellie slipprd
down from her perch and slipped of
into the big kitchen to sen what was
going On. A strong smell OF preserves
came down Inc long. cool passage. and
when the young lady went in on tip,
toe through the open door, there stood
Wils0n In front of an enormous copper
pan, stirring with q great spoon
amor gst the scething fruit.
"Iet me TASTE" said Nelly, going ur
softly behind, and making nurse jump
at the unexpected sound.
There now, Miss Nelly, you've mads
me burn my fingers, and the kitchens
TO place for young ladies'"
Wow I've got so far, once IN my life
1 mean to stop and see all there Is tC
\ be seen," said Miss Huntingdon, RESP
iurely; and with that she seated hersel1
on the Kitchen table in her ~favorite
attitude, and proceeded to take a sur
yey. A great, lofty, airy apartment
was the same kitchen, with wide win
dows looking on a great herb garden
bOfdered by a warren, where you saw
thousands of rabbits kicking up Their
frolicsome heels. and displaying theil
white brushes as they scuttled along
Along one side of the wall hung greai
Furnished copper pans and cleaning
dish covers, with a rack full OF plate.
enough to have dined n small regiment
On the dresser lay a great yellow bow
of peas, with a bunch of aromatic mint
and there were cucumbers aud fresi
green ~lettuces. and dishes OF raspher
ries. and much store of garden-stuf
Cook had jealousy retreated into tn,
scullery; she did not like any interior
ence in her domain; but Wilson hs;
made the jam for the last fve-and
twenty years, and was not likely to Civ,
In TO cook now.
my dear, do mind where you seti'
she said, tuning a little testify 10 he
nursing. I'm sure the kitchens no
a place for young ladies, specially
table as you don't know what ma,
have been split upon"
"Its quite clean, you old fidget,'
cried Nelly, rubbing her dsinty finger
along the polished surface. 'Vly,
can nearly see my face In It, Civ,
me some jam to taste"
81 suppose you don't want TO burr
your tongue, my dear? and il won
be ready for ten minutes by the clocl
| yet"
"Tl keep watch over the time. Oh
deari what n tiresome, Ia ging oil,
clock 1t ~is-tck-tick. tick-ticG. / be
! lieye it only goes n hour TO fou
OF any otller In the house"
eWen, now, Miss Nelly. IL you oni,
okkypied yourself a little more. yo,
wouldn't find the time lang so heay,
on our hands,"
9Wfat could n possibly find to d,
this broiling afternoouT" 46
"a roasting fire won't help to max,
you cooler, my dear"
"Oh. OF cousel you want me- to GO
| Won old crosspatch. but I sha'n't.
shall wait till you have finished the lam
and poured It into every one of thos
white jars, and then I shah go bacl
| into the room with you and haye tie;
and a nice thick slice OF bread an,
Jam. and you'll tell me the story O
the family feud."
Weir said nurse, looking I'D, wit
l fhe rod light of the refiected sfra w hoy