Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1894-10-26

IN,S~ and just Il triiic
NslMSNV%$ sharply, had boon
SyMWAA sitting. reading,
Y34ANE.ENJ at t he furthcst
C1RN. ..ySSI. end of Il ve.y
INK INMs handsome, not to
VS-,.,,aswNN Y say gorgeous,
-.-,at'VH"" IN drawlng-r room.
where a group of four ladies'. whose
clothes we'll matched the apartment,
sat converting. For | have no doubt
they. would have called it CONVERSE
tion"-of a highly interesting and inn
proving kind.
Tho young fellow in tho distance,
however, did not seem to find it so.
He was at the age when men are very
critical of women, especially of their
mothers and sisters, unless those hap
pen to be sufficiently beautiful ideals
TO ROMAN such unto son and brother
from the cradle to the grave-an en-
ceptional happiness which Details few,
and it had not befallen Roderick Jar.
dine.
The stout lady who, the instant he
spoke, prickcd up her ears with q
cheerful "Eh, my dear:?" was eccentric
nature will sometimes have it so very
unlike this. her youngest child and
only son-as unlike us it was possible
for mother and son to be. Light and
dark, fat and lean, largc-boned and
slender. phlcgmatic and nervous, they
came OF two diametrically opposite
types, PHYSICAL, and mentally. Moral
y-yes, there was similarity there. for
Mrs. Jardine was u good woman, and
ieoderick was, as she ceasclessly de-
eiared. being very o%utspoken as to her
feelings. the best of sons. though he
va q little peculiar" like his POOR,
Scar father, of whom he was the very
image.
This was true. Her three daugh-
eers-now married and settled, except
h last, who was Just about to be-all
Cook after herself. No; her present
self, perhaps. but the comely lassie she
must have been once-fair-haircd,
round-cheellcd. witha wide mouth and
slightly projecting teeth-though pos-
sessing sufficient good looks to be u
belle i'll Iiicherdcn. Rodcricll alone
~~favorcd' the other side of the house
the tau. dark, rather ~sad-looking
father. who came OF old Highland
blood, and not Icing in Business like
most OF the lSichcrdcn folk had led a
rather retired lille. keeping himself
very much in the background, even
amid his own family. Nobody really
knew him, or thought much of him,
until he died. which event happened
just before his son went to college,
Since then his widow had gradually
blossomed out into great splendor;
married her two daughters. taken her
independent place in society. lticher-
den society. as IL woman-I beg pardon,
q iady-ought to do who has II large
sortune. a fine family, and Il great ca
pacity for managing both. People had
said that she managed her husband:
but those who knew Mr.. Jurdine cues.
tioned this. Gentle us he was. he was
not exactly Il man TO be managed" by
anybody.
What We're you saying, Rody, my
lamb"
Now. 4 there was q pct name the
young flllow dislikcd, it was his child
ish diminutive of 'ltody." And no
man of Internationally is altogether
p.eased at Icing called "a lamb"
Can you spare two minutes from
that very delightful conversation of
yours to listen to me. mother?"
On, ay. my DEAR"
The young man WINGED q little.
wouldn't yes do as we'll as 'ou, ay?:'
But never mind. it doesn't matter,
mother. DEAR" addel he with q sigh.
more OF WEAKNESS thar i%mpaticnce.
"Rody; my boy" said she. coming to
uLLh were you
saying you wished to go abroad? It's
late in the year, to be sure, but I'll not
hinder you. only You must promise
me not to be climbing up Alps and
tumbling into glaciers Glaciers, she
called them: and her voice had the
high-pitched shrillncss which Richer
den ladies seldom quite get out of,
even when they fancy they have
merged their native accent in the
purest of English. "Whcrever you go.
remember you must be back in time
for lsabclia's marriage"
"Certainly-and. mother, don't be
afraid of my tumbling into a glacier,
Or of an avalanche tumbling down upon
me shall only see the Alps at a dis
lance. At this time of year one must
content ones self with towns"
*Tliat's hard. laddie, when you are
SO fond of the country. But do as you
like-do as you like-only don't forget
the marriage. You will have to give
away the bride, Rody. All. your poor
father"
The widows eyes filled with tears.
IL she had not understood her hus-
band, she had loved him certainly,
and more perhaps after his death than
before it.
well we'll talk the matter over an