The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1895-11-19

decidedly. II am poor, but I don't
mind in the least" The admission was
like wine to me. l took q deep breath
and buried one hand in the hot grass.
but you are a woman" I said.
"That makes it all the worse, doesn't
it?" she asked.
mot at all You are a woman, you
are young, you are beautiful
"That's very pretty she said, "but
what them"
"Now l." l hurried on, "am a man
with nothing but my brain to earn mon
ey with, a brain that has the trick of
getting added with OverwOrk.' h
looked at me again and laughed.
"'You are giving it a rest down here
anyway" she said.
I'm not so sure about that. Now, if
I were not poor, there are all kinds Of
things l should like to say today. I am
going to say them as it is, but
"Shall we move a little farther down
the hill:' she said. l helped her to her
feet, quite satisfied with the progress l
was making. My resolution had grown
SO rapidly that 1 forgot how perfectly
innocent had been of it an hour before.
Ny w youth, the girls delightful
grace and candor, and the intoxication
Of the sunlight had all combined to
make me forswear prudence and take
n of life's chances at its best.
AS we went down the hill she started
running, in sheer ~joyousness. and being
suddenly confronted with a gorse bush.
had no course but to jump over it. Her
dress caught, and there was the sound
Of sudden rending.
"Oh, you have torn your frock!" l
cried.
1T was your fault" she said, with
sweet illogic.
lit was" I said penitently. LET
me pin it up for you" With the aid of
three pins I succeeded in making her
~presentable, and then We sat down again
to rest.
"I'm going to finish what l was say
ing now" said. She looked at me and
| pouted a little, but was not displeased.
Her hand was resting on a bed of purple
bugle near me, and l took it in one of
mine.
"What a pretty, brown hand this is!'
I said. "How wise you are to let the
sun play with it! When I met you first,
two months ago, it was quite white
II hate gloves" she said.
"Of course You do. Have you ever
noticed that the veins are like the
shadow of a branch on short grass" l
lifted her W hand up to her for in
spection, and SO brought it to the level
Of my lips.
"Do you know she said, "that you
are being rather foolish?'
eff l am" I answered, cit is your
fault. Forgive me-" I would have kiss
ed the hand if she had not suddenly
withdrawn it.
"Oh, look" she cried, there is
mammal and indeed that discreet lady
was following my track across the
meadow with a truth of instinct that
did her credit. But I was not discom-
posed. I took the hand again.
"She cannot be here for ten min
utes," I said, land 1 have not finished
what I meant to say"
"Oh, be quick, then!' she cried.
"Be quickr"
LET us unite our poverties," I said,
"and see whether we cannot evolve
riches from the union. The experiment
has, I believe, been tried before"
She turned to me, and her eyes told
me that she understood.
"If you only knew how funny you
look!' she said. do put your hat
straight. No-let me do it for you"
She did it for me, and somehow our
lips met.
"This has been a great day for me-"
I said. There was a rustling in the
bracken a moment later, and Mrs. Bur
sar emerged upon us. I rose and bowed.
GOOD morning, Mrs. Bursar 7" I
said. New Budget.