The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1895-10-31

Whenever I'm In love, | keep my ten
der speeches for the passages anu Al
stairs. Anything more barefaced 'hah
your behavior | never knew III lily
life"
Go on." says Nell, giving Dairym-
| pie a furious little push, whereupon he
sends an impossible ball into the very
furthest corner Of the court.
'Faultn.' from Sylvester.
There! that's worse than anything
l ever did" says Nell trfumphantiy.
And then What a temper you're IN!
After which the second ball drops tnis
side of the net. and the score Is to the
enemy. And so on throughout. Dai-
rymple, feeling thoroughly put out
plays villainously. Needless to say,
Dicky and his sister win the game.
Heats too much for you. old man.
says Sylvester, giving Dalrymple Il
playful, If hurtful slap on the Shout
der. 'Never saw you do worse, Ana
rs for Nelly, she surpassed hersei
Is that tea, | see crossing the lawn
Hurry up, Tompkins.' with an encour-
aging shout to the languid footman.
You haven't been playing tennis.
have you?"
Upon this TompkinS does condescend
to hurry, and arrives GREATNESS on the
scene with Il rather overloaded tray
and u broad grin.
You pour out. Dicky; I'm thorough
You pour out Dicky; I'm quite done
up" says Nell sinking upon a soft rug
spread Orientalwise upon the grass.
q, m .,n~~ Ina fnY ther IN Sit
beside her; whereupon Dicky who is
accustomed to being east for this part,
manipulateS the teapot with much
grace. while D%alrymple hands round
the tiny hot cakes.
s"NOw for You. Dalrymple," says
Dicky presently. Tea. ~claret-cup,
brandy and soda: Tea Of course"
NO: the other thing" laughing.
"Claret cup, them
NO; the other thing"
"Fie! fie!" says Mr.. Sylvester. who
is already provided with u goodly gob-
Of that modern iIippccreue. Nell,
you should keep an eye on him. New
er marry a man who can't find salts
faction in the simple, if slightly mawk-
ish, tea"
'Dicky, dear, give me another cup"
Miss Sylvester, ever so mildly.
herself to give her empty cup
70 her brother in such wise that he
tlone can see her face, whereupon she
on him so many noes and
Decks without the wreathed smiles
hat that supplemented youth goes
.lOpelessly astray.
Got a bad pain?" asks he, in a loud
whisper, meant to be confidential.
You look awful: Bless me-" as now
ais sister positively glares at him,
you're getting worse, aren't you? Try
some Of this" holding out TO her his
and soda. Best thing out
or"
"Dicky" says his sister. in a tone
70 terrible that it reduces him to ST.
Rising, she seizes him by the
I'm and draws him toward the tent
where the tea has been placed. Any
hing to get away from those other
.wo, who now must know that she had
making signs to Dicky to be 81
ent. That luckless person still con-
'umed with anxiety about her. fol-
ows her lead, pouring out recipes all
time in 4 loud and cheerful tone,
which he fOndly but enormously be-
ieves to be a delicate murmur.
Nell has risen, too. A flush Of an
has risen to the auburn curls
hat encircle her low, broad brow.
Going for a stroll?' asks Dalrym-
Die carelessly, glancirE up at her with
a trace of consciousness In his
ace. Has he not heard. then? Miss
Fairfax examines him with a judicial
we. but fails to detect a sign of guilt.
he bears her scrutiny without so much
IS a blink.
ITO the gardens only, TO get some
'CseS for dinner"
Better take me with you. If you
ire going to make a descent on the
Marechal Niels there is no knowing
what may happen. McFarlane is ca
of murder where they are con.
,erned."
You can come, if you like says
she, indifferently.