The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1894-05-31

jints." And with this awful express
sion of his wrath Abe went to the door
to watch the veterans movements.
True to his intentions, Obadiah cross
ed the intervening fields, and, leaning
on the fence incloSing the meadow, hol-
lowed his hands into trumpet, and
bawled across:
"Hull-oo, James Francis! Help so
scurse at you hev ter hire fenians?"
Then without waiting for reply am
bled off, his shrill cracking laugh add
ing to the annoyance of the haymak-
erS.
Don't you think you ought to apo
logize?" asked the girl, quickly regain
ing cOmpOSure.
For what?" He came round to the
horses heads, and from that vantage
point looked steadily into the drivers
eyes.
For calling me a fenian; you were
very unkind."
Il didn't mean to be-" awkwardly;
then humbly, haven't made up for
it Since?"
But l was a stranger then" insist
ing on her injury. That's why 1t hurt
me So"
Il wouldn't hurt you for the worldi
you know that, Ceciliar."
The girl WINGED slightly; his pro-
munciatiOn of her name was one of the
little things that grated on her Sensi-
tive taste: but SupertluOuS letter or
two lose force when the aggresSor is
is handsome and spirited That he
was both she acknowledged inwardly
and was moved to forgiveness. The
moment was fraught with peril for the
college scheme. 1t was receding stead
lily into the distance; James Francis
saw his advantage and mCanly pursued
it.
This is as good time as any to
come to an understanding. When |
called you fenian | hadn't wen seen
you. l don't know that l even knew
what Il fenian meant. | don't know
yet but of this am sure, whether you
are nilihiSt, a fenian or an anarchist,
or all three together, l love you
The horses tossed their heads impa-
tiently, and the man passed his hand
soothingly over their glossy coats.
Lets cut another Swath," suggested
the girl, irreverently.
Not another blade" he declared,
until l have nay answer. Yes OF rO!'
We'll, since you will have it, No"
You don't mean it; say you don't
Ccciliar," he pleaded, humbly yet hope,
fully.
Il do mean it," she asserted, passion
Gtely. Il never meant to settle down
on a farm. l want to go thru Ugh col
lege and write A. Il. to my name
Write Journee instead" he said,
with telling insistence. Give up the
school and come home to the farm.
Say yes. dear; you'll never regret it.
The fringe of elms, shading the brook
riTpled through the interval, caught
the rays of the setting sun and cast
them back again like javelins of light;
the girl was dimly aware that evening
was on the land. The air was heavy
with the fragrance of neW-mOWn hay;
shimmering banks of clouds sank down
behind the treetOpS; the chirping of
cricketS and the far-Off crOaking of
frogs down in the alder swamp min,
gled with the lowing of cows and the
soft trilling of birds seeking their nests,
the holy calm of nature SOOthed even
the unrest of a watering heart, and
hushed into silence the promptings of
ambition.
Everything living is going home,
said the girl very gently; let us go,
too; see, the sun is nearly gone"
Il am only waiting for my answer -
he reminded her.
DO you know Frank, that you have
asked me to renounce the hope of a
lifetime?' l have struggled so for a
higher education" There was a visit
full intOnation in her voice that love in
terpreted correctly. She WIS pleading
to be saved from her less noble self.
We will seek it together" he an
swered; dear heart, life has only be-
gun"
Before the snow blew over the mead
ows Mrs. Forbes prediction came to
pass. The young teacher returned to
her city home, but not for long.
Il never thought could settle down
on a farm, mamma" she whispered
during one of the long confidential
talks preceding the final going away;
but Frank is-so- different"
The mothers face wass beautiful, as
strOking the sunny head buried in her
lap she answered very softly, GA wo
mans heart is a veXatiOus thing, my
darling; it's depths hold many a secret
but" with tenderly indulgent smile
love conquers all.-Mary B. O'SulliYan
in DonohOe's Magazine.