Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1893-02-16

spOnSibtlity that COurtland forgot tne
abrupt refusal and thought only Of the
tact that prompted It. Nevertheless,
here n spell seemed ~ fall upon his usu-
ally ready speech. Now that they
were together for the first time In dis.
tinctly social fashion, he found himself
vacantly, meaninRlcssly silent--content
TO walk beside this charming, summary
presence, brushed by itsdclicate draper
les, and inhaling Its freshness. Present
ly IL spoke:
ut would take more than thousand
feet Of lumber 10 patch up the COW
sheds beyond the Mosely pasture, and
an entirely new building with al i'm.
proved dairy would require only about
two thousand more. All the old ma.
tcrial would come In good for fencing
and could be used with the new posts
and rails. Don't you thinl, IL would be
better TO have an out and out new build
ing2"
ayes, certainly" returned CORTLAND
n little confusedly lie had not calcu.
lated upon this practical conversation,
and was the more disconnected as they
were passing some Of the other couples,
who had purposely fingered TO overhear
them.
and" continued the young girl.
brightly, "thc freight question Is get
ting 10 be pretty serious one. Aunt
Miranda holds some shares In the
Briggsvillc Branch line. and thinks
something could be done with the di-
rcctors for new tariff of charges n
she put pressure on them. Taylor
says there was some talk OF reducing
II one sixteenth per cent before we
move this years crop"
CORTLAND glanced quickly at his com.
panion's face. IL was grave, but there
was the faintcst wrinkling of the cor
ncr of the eyelid nearest him. "IIad
we not better leave these serious ques-
tions until tomorrow" he said, smil.
ing.
Miss Sally opened her eyes "Why,
You seemed 40 quiet, ] reckoned you
must be full Of business this morning;
but II yo' prefer company talk, wen
change the subject. They say that yo'
aud Miss Reed didn't have much trou-
BILE TO find one last Sunday. She don't
usually talk much, but she keeps up IL
power OF thinking. should reckon"
she added suddenly, eying him crit
ically, that yo' and she might have a
heap o. things 10 say 10 each other.
She's good deal In yo fashion, connie
she don't forget, but, more slowly
~ don't know that that's altogether the
best thing for yo'r'
CORTLAND lifted his eyes with affected
CONSERVATION. "If this Is in the light
OF another mysterious warming, Miss
Bows, warn you that my intellect Is
already lettering with them. Last
Sunday Miss Reed thrilled me for an
hour with superstition and Cassandra.
like prophecy, Don't things ever hap.
pen accidentally hcrc--and without
warnings?"
81 mean" returned the young lady,
with her usual practical dircctness,
that 'Tave Reed remembers good
many horrid things about the wah that
she ought 10 forget, but don't. But"
she continued, looking Mt him curious
ly, "she allows she was mighty cut up
by her cousins manner to yo."
81 am afraid that Miss Reed was
more annoyed than was" said Court
|
tached any Importance TO It," he added,
earnestly.
"And yo' don't, continued Miss Sally.
mo Why should ~" She noticed,
however, that he had slightly drawn
himself up little more erect, and she
smiled, AZ he continued: ~ dare say
should feel as he does II were in his
place"
But go wouldn't do anything under
hand, she said, quietly. As he glanced
at her quickly, She added ,dryly: Don't
trust too much to people always acting
In yo' fashion, connie, And don't think
r too much nor too little OF what yo' hear
= here, No'rc just tho kind of man Ia
make good many silly oncmies-and
as many foolish friends. And don't
? know which will give yo' the most
, trouble. Only don't yo' undorratc
either, or hold yo' head so high yo' don't
4 see what's crawlin' around yo'. That's
1 why, in coppcrhcad swamp, II horse it
, bitten oftener than u hog"
She smiled. yet with knitted brow'
! and such pretty aiicctation of con
ecrn for her companion that he sudden
/ ly took heart,
r ~ wish had One friend | could cal
. my own" he said, boldly, looking
7 straight into her eyes, "Id care littl,
{ for other friends and fear no enemies.
"Iore right, connie" she said--Osten
. tatiously slanting her parasol In n mar
vclous stimulation of hiding n purely
e imaginative blush on u check that wa,
I perfectly infuntinc In Its unchanged
| pink-'company talk u much pootie
I than what we've been sayin'. And
!, meaning me-for | reckon yo' wouldn'
4 say that OF any other girl but the on,
yo're walking with-what's the matter
with me?"
lie could not help smiling though h,
hesitated. Nothing! but others hav'
been disappointed"
"And that bothers youi"
81 mean Ihaye a. yet had no right q
put your feelings 10 any test, while
Poor Chef had, yo' were going I,
say! Well, here we are ut the GENE
teryl J reclSoned yo' were bound to &
back TO the dead again before wei
gone far, and that's why ] thought w
might take the cemetery on our way
II may put me In q more proper FRAN,
of mind 10 please yo',"
AS he raised his eyes he could not re
press slight start. He had not nc
ticed before that they had passe
through a small gateway ON divergin
from the road, and was quite unprC
"A pared 20 find himself on tho edge of
gentle slope, Leading to beautiful WI
ley, and before him u long vista G
y tombs, white headstones and 10y