The Kootenai herald. [volume] (Kootenai, Idaho) 1891-1904, 1894-02-24

all betoref 1 cOuldn have believed i'll And
she thinks every word of it is truth Are all
girls in such hurryfor lover, wonder
Well don't wonder; she has no enyiable
life between madam and her whims and
those young reprobates. She's thrown away
on them, a good, lovabe, pretty girl that
might make any mans home happy. Who
can have dared to insult her so?"
Here Mr. Nasmythes sentiments became
rather foreibe, and in mighty wrath he
strobe on toward the Church Path. The
clock struck as be entered it. As there
was no sign OF anyone approaching, he
walked to the farther end and turned. A
rustic in the shrubs by the fence caught his
ear. plunge into a variegated laurel, a
scuftie, and a small boy was hauled out and
thrown like kitten across the hallway; an
other scutfe, and the redoudtable Tom was
ANONYMOUSLY dragged forth to the light of
day; while a pair OF legs disappeared quickly
through gap in the fence.
so it's you, you scoundrel, who have
dared to play a low practical Joke on the
best the kindest sister in the world" and the
riding-whip descended with vigor. CHATS
what you were buying the Complete Letter
Writer for yesterday-eh?"
1T wasn't me- sir; it was Charley" blub-
bered the victim.
Then here's his share as well as your own,
for he couldn't have done IL If YOU hadn't
put him up to it'll Now leten to me-you
too. sirl When do you go back to sehool?D
after dinner, sir"
Then just make yourselves scarce till din
ner time, and never venture to breathe a
word of this disgraceful affair as long as YOU
livel''
The promise was given abjectly, and the
rector turned homewards, his wrath appeas-
ed. Suddenly he stopped, for there confront
ed him another difficulty.
How in the world am to tell her? She'll
break her heart with modification. What
is to be done?" and in dire bewiderment he
sat down on the nearest garden seat to work
out the problem.
Meanwhile poor Juliet remained trying not
to tidget and failing miserably her reflections
leading her to four separate and distinct con-
Trajectory conclusions-irst, that she ought
never to have taken any notice of the letter.
still less to have shown it to any one; second
ly, that Mr.. NasmYthe was sure to set every
thing right for her: thirdly, that it would be
a delightful state of affairs if the writer
we're to become known to her, and prove half
as charming as his letter; and, fourthly, that
even if she did know him we'll enough to mar
ry him-perhaps not so well as some people
she knew already, certainly not better than
one person.
Here entered Mr.. Nasmythe, calm, decided,
and perfectly self-satisfed, as a man about
TO commit deliberate fraud should be. He
handed her the letter again, opened
My dear, the writer of this is very fool
ish person" Juliet's face fell lust a little
II don't mean foolish for admiring and low
ing you, but for fearing his fate too much
de should have come to you with his suit,
like man who knows that an honest love is
worth something, though the lover be elderly
and embarrassing trembled-~in-
stead OF begging you to come to him, or he
should have signed his letter at first
"Juiets eyes dropped on the paper; there.
at the foot OF the last page, in bold penciIed
characters, she read" Bertram Nasmythel''
1t was not till last Valentin's Day, when
Juliet had reigned for six months at the rec
tory, the happiest and most popular rectors
wife in the county, that she heard for the
first time who had been the real sender OF
Her First Valentine"