The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1893-09-02

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1T win last my time-I tell you it
will last my time" said Squire Hall
irately; land, even IL it would not, !
am not going to spend a lot Of money
on restoring the place! I have no son
to come after me-, or it might be differ
ent. Judith would prefer her Inherit
ance in hard cash."
Judith ought to have been a boy"
grumbled Mrs. Hall %tearfully. "She is
a disgrace to her sex, hunting and flying
all over the country. She is twice as.
much a lord of creation as-as-' the
good lady checked herself in time
she had been on the point Of saying
"as you are" but substituted" as my
brothers are"
Squire Hall struck the ground angrily
with his walking stick.
Madam" he exclaimed r~eprovsngly,
do not talk foolishly; Judith is n Ct
the most lovable girls. What If she is
a little fond of her life and rather wild
in her movements? It's all harmless
her heart is good enough. She make
O splendid match yet-Lord Slater Is
rider, you see-afraid of nothing! Last
Tuesday, when the Dottesmore hounds
were out, her horse took q dyke that
none other dared attempt. One by one
the riders took another route; but Ju-
dith rode up, her cheeks like roses, her
curls flying about her head. She patted
Sultan ~caressingly and whispered a
soothing word in his ear; then, setting
her lips, they took the dyke as easily
as if it had been child's play. She was
applauded, I can tell you, and 1 was
proud enough of her then"
'That I'll be bound you were" an
swered Mrs. Hall. you'll ruin the
girl! All our money is to be saved for
her. Our house may fall to pieces over
our heads, our gardens and fences he
neglected, II niggardly style of living
he the talk of the county, but all is all
right so long as you are saving for Jul
dith. She will never accept Lord. Slater
it he proposes-a poor penniless noble
mani"
"Who says she won't?" demanded
the squire Indignantly.
Il say so," answered his wife.
"You? Pooh! On what a%uthority?'
my own. Judith does not care for
him; and she will never marry any one
she does not like, any more than she
will do a thing she docs not walt to
do!"
"Fool-idiot-you talk like a silly
woman!" shouted Squire Hall, in a pas.
sion. "Who asked her to like him
What has that to do with it? She'll he
my lady if he marries her-and that's
what I've scraped and toiled for. My
money will enrich them, and-and she
shall marry him. I'll make her! Now
what say youT"
Mrs. Hall was too wise to venture OF
further dissent, but she knew that 10
body under the SUI could compel judith
to act against her own wishes. Like
father, like daughter" she often de
clared; they were two of the most head
strong and maynard people b knew
and, if one vas worse than the Other
it was Judith. If ever there should b.
a contest between them, it would b.
war to the knife-but the father woult
have to give way.
"Ay, I see you know my power" re
marked Mr.. Hall, cooling down. "Ju
dith will have to knock under in this
The squire aud his wife were ou1
walking in the neglected gardens Oh
Fyfield Hail.. Turning an angle in the
path, they met a young girl of some
eighteen or nineteen years coming
towards them. She was tall and 1.-THE
and the expression of her face and the
firmness of her tread showed that she
was strong and determined; she held
her head proudly erect, and yet there
was an air of reckless abandonment
about her. Rosy-cheeked and long
featured, she was, IL not exactly pretty
far from being a plain girl. Health and
freshness shone in her face, and these
combined with q natural youthful
grace, gave her an attractive appear.
ance. I'M &a@~
"What have you got punched up In
your dress in that harum-scarum
style % asked Mrs. Hall fretfully.
.It's only q. chicken. The mother Is
a clumsy Dorking, and keeps knocking
1t down; so, poor thing, as it's life Is
valuable to itself, / am going to put il
with Merryfeather and her eleven
chicks"
"You are such a contradiction" muir
INJURED Mrs. Hall-'"so masterfuf and
hayward, and yet SO simple e moth
ing" "%
my being fearless need not rende,
me h~eartless. Oh, father - turning
suddenly to the suuire-"Sultan is lame
and / am so annoyed about 1t! 1 an
going to see John Burton-they say he
is somewhat of a vet"
Who the mischief is John Burton?
i uueried MI. Hall.
..That new tenant Of yours who has
taken the small Croftby farm"
sSend Isaac for him then. It is moi
seemly for you to 80 over to that out
of-the-way-place alone"
Judith laughed cheerily.
III 1t were to Botany Bay or thu
backWOods, Judith would 60" inter
posed Mrs. Hall. .She has more low,
for Sultan than she has for you or .ne!'
81 have as much" retorted judith
cooIly. Sultan and I are inseparable
i shall never part with him. Father
You did open your heart when Vol
gave me such a thoroughbred"
with q laugh. feeling well pleased, g
bought him for you. It was the bes
speculation that I ever went Id for
ut was assented Judith unsuspic
iously. .aBut I'm OF! Don't wait din
ner for me! I shall bring John Burton
back ifI wait for him until midniyht.'
Send Isaac, I say, Judy' relternted
her father.
Not T! He has been twice already
this morning, and come back each
tme with mn unsatisfactory tale. Yot
know, IL yqq want q thing done well
the best way IA to do It yourself
So Judith, without waiting for furthel
objections, walked of to CrOftby farm
There had been much rain. and Tho
mud Was thick In the lanes; but though
she had considerable difficulty IN making
her way, she, did not mind. In cross
Ing a field to Mr.. Bnrt0A's small dwell