St. Landry democrat., 1893-07-29

oueath it to you2 Am l to infer that
YOU are better posted in the law than 1
! am?"
Before the positiveism of this utter
ance both girls quailed.
'Is it really true?" Mattie's face was
all aelow: IA farm-a real farm, with
trees and COWS and chickensa
"And apple blossoms, and violets In
the sunny corners of the fences"
cried Leda, flying into her friends
arms.
Mr.. Chisley looked benevolently on,
like the good genius in fairly tale. =.
"Some people don't like the country
said he, stocking his chin.
1T has always been my dream, !"
gasped Matte. "Oh, Lcda, we can sell
fruit"
Lots of pear and cherry trees in
the orchard,' said the lawyer, beam
ing.
"And chickens-and eggs3"
"First- class poultry accommodations
on the place." interjected Chisley. land
a big, old-fashioned house for summer
boardels."
"And when can we take possession?"
questioned the girls, in chorus.
Tomorrow morning, if you like"
'The problem is solved" cried Matte,
dancing up and down. "Hencefor ward,
Leda, we are to be farmers
ooh, by-the-way," said Mr.. Chisley,
"there's very good man that would
like place as farm hand! He's out of
employment just now, and could re-
commend him.
"We don't want any men around,'
said Matte" Struggling her shoulders.
"Oh, but we can't pillow and sow and
reap harvest ourselves, Mattel" remon-
strated her friend. 'And only remem-
Der, ape are out of employment just
now"
"To-be-sure, said Matte. "What a
horrid, selfish little wretch am! Well,
tell the man We'll consider his applica-
ton"
And the two girls lay awake all night
long, clasped in one another's arms,
talking over their new prospects and lay
ing happy plans for the furure.
"But, really" said Matte, II didn't
know-for certain, that is-that | had
surviving relative in the world"
''Of course the lawyer knows" de-
clared Leda.
ooh, of course!' assented Matte, re-
Numbering Mr.. Chisley's arrogant man
ner and deep chest voice.
The two city damsels fell promptly in
love with the old, sloping- rooted farm
house, the sunshiny fields and wooded
glens.
The mild-cyed COWS, Illuminating in
the barn-yard, and the fat, white pony
in the stables became prime favorites at
once.
'Isn't he handsome?" cried Leda, one
day.
eyes, and so intelligent" cried Matte.
"Only fancy, l thought he would be an
uncultivated boor And he has read WA
verley,' and ne has an opinion of his own
about Rudyard kipling, and his theory
about the succession of crops is excellent.
Only think, he's got farm of his own,
tool"
'I've almost mind to set my cap at
him." laughed Leda.
II don't think he cares much for
ladies society,"" observed Matte, stoop-
ing to pick up cleaning blue feather
which one of the peacocks had left on
the path.
lie likes yours, anyhow, Mat !"
sauci|y cried Leda. "Oh, I'm no fool
I've got eyes aud ears and common
sense Don't blush SO violently, dear.
If you really are to spend the rest of
your days On farm, isn't it just as we'll
to 60 into partnership with somebody
who knows something about farming -
Leda, if you dare"
But merry Leda had vanished into the
dairy.
II don't pretend to be prophecies"
said she to the milk pans she was skim
ming, "but this case is really too trans
parent. Mr.. Williams is in love with
Matte, and Matte worships the very
ground he treads on.
"'Oh, tits love, love, love !
Love that makes the world 60 round.''
And Leda smiled and sighed as she
the old air under her breath.
Scarcely a month had gone by, when
Will Halyard entered the keeping room
of the old Jatfray farmhouse, where Mrs.
Jaffray was stoning cherries to dry, and
by the hand he led a pretty young wo-
man.
Mother" said he, "here's my wife.
We were married this morning."
"And didn't know until this morn
ing" said Matte, coloring radiantly,
" that his name was anything but Will
liam Williams"
civilian Williams Halyard, my DEAR"
said the old lady, kissing the bride on
both checks. 'Forgive me, daughter;
it was that laid the trap that captured
our timid dove"
"Was it trap ~ smiled Matte.
" At all events am the happiest girl in
the world. And the farm was yours all
the time the farm that we thought we |
had inherited?"
Its yours now, my DEAR said old
Jonas, patting the little hand that lay so
in his. Il knowed your
mother once, and your father was the
BEST friend l ever had. And Will is all
The same as my own son, and now that
we're all one family, hain't nothin' left
10 wish for in the world"
Neither had Will and Matte. Sat-
friday Night.