Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1894-11-10

How came ytai to walk so farY 1 inquir-
cd. w are three or four miles, as the crow
flies. from st. Gurlott's."
'Oh. i csine out early, and the sunshine
tempted me on. 1 did not think that we had
wandered such Il distance. Poor Anita will
be tired out"
"And your
"Oh, 4 love a long walk r. she replied,
gayly. Even In Demerara I used to wan
der for hours and hours in the woods; and
once l was nearly lost. Night came down
suddenly, and | had to creep into the bole OF
q great tree; and I wasn't frightened,
though i could hear the tiger cats cfying all
round me: for the fire-fies made 1t almost ~
light as day, But poor papa nearly went out
OF his mind, and, after that, would never let
me enter the woods alone"
How did they find youg'
by beating the woods. There were about
a hundred coolies carrying torches, and max
ing noise enough to wake the dead. AT last,
as they were passing, | popped out OF my
hiding'place, aud cried, quite coolly, Here /
am, papa! lie was terribly angry, but l
was soon forgiven"
1T would be a hard heart" I murmured,
tenderly, that would not forgive Iou any
thingr'
She looked at me mcrrily, and shook her
head.
"Ah, you don't know me! Poor papa, il
he were alive, could tell you a different tale.
/ was always a spoilt child, Mr.. Trelaw-
ney."
Thus lightly talking, and playing with the
merest threads Of conversation, TO avoid
touching themes Of more dangerous interest,
we walke across the moor. Though il was
winteitide, the air was very close and warm
with sunlight, and Anita Jagged more and
moro behind. At last we came in sight OF
the village, and paused by the side OF the
moorlaDd taTn where | had parted with my
uncle. Ny eyes were fixed earnestly on
Madeline. Suddenly / saw her start and
change color.
Following the glance of her eyes, 1 caught
sight ola wellknown figure approaching.
1t was George Redruth, elegantly dressed,
and carrying a w~alking-cane.
He came up rapidly, and | saw by the ex-
preston OF his face that he was ill-pleased.
He glanced at me angrlly and ~contemptuous-
ly, and then addressed his cousin.
"Where have you beeng' he cried. Il
have been looking for you everywhere. Do
you know thai Ii is three o'clock"
II did not know il was so late" replied
Madeline, quietly. Anita and / went wan
dering across the moor and down TO the sea-
side, where we found Mr.. Trelawney."
He looked at me again, and | saw his brow
blacken more and more.
Lunch was served at half-past one" he
muttered, land my mother has driven over
to afternoon service. | won't trouble Ire
lawney any further. Take my arm, and let
me see YOU home"
He spoke with the air Of authority habitual
with him. | was not surprised to see Made
line flush angrily, and decline the proffered
arm.
There is plenty of time for that" she ex-
claimed. See! poor Anita is almost ex-
hausted-it would be a charity to assist her;
IL is none tn assist mer'
indeed. Anita seemed dead beat. She was
seated on a stone, about a hundred yards be-
mind Us, resting her elbows on her knees. her
chin in her hands. Redruth glanced toward
her and shrugged his shoulders.
Il never 20 near niggers,' he retorted;
cant stand them. Perhaps Trelawney Is
not 50 particular" he added, with an insult
ferable sheer.
Our eyes met, and a sharp retort was on
my tongue, when Madeline broke in, with o
touch Of his own cutting manner.
ANITA is not what you so politely call
her; and as for Mr.. T~relswney, he is at least
a gentleman, incapable OF making coarse re-
marks, WI at Tie expense Of a social infer
ior."
This enlogium Of myself seemed to afford
Georgc Redruth intense amusement. Posi-
bly, he thought the word gentleman had
an odd sound applied TO a person OF my posi-
ton. flushed to the temples, but did not
trust myself TO make any observation. With
ont even looking at Redr:sh, | raised my hat
to Madeline, and walked rapidly away.