The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1896-10-01
By WHITLEY.
CHAPTER 1.

with young Mr.. Flight, ever though
he was desperately in love with her!
1t would have been much better to go
away that dayon the visit to her aunt's
without seeing him, for then he would
set her down as heartless and sooner
forget his passion.
She never meant that he should be
anything to her, so what was the use
of prolonging the agony?
1t was only in Difference to the feel
ings of her father, the rector, and her
mother that she was sacrificing her
feelings, and to tell the truth, h went
to meet the d~isconsolate lover in the
garden with the expression of a a
tyr going to the stake.
Up and down a moss-grown path,
which intersected a row Of ragged
raspberry bushes on the one hand and
a waving sea of artichoke sticks upon
the other, a young man paced hurried
ly. His handsome features We're glum
and gloomy of expressions; his mouth
was weak and womanly. He hung his
head and gazed upon the ground.
This was poor Mr.. Flight, toward
whom at this moment Miss Heden Nit
ford was slowly vending her way. Her
heart beat unusually quick as she ap-
DTbItIlGu, blt, diuS " III d cN"t
with an embarrassed a~nger-not for
love. She was indignant at, and intol-
Grant of. her lovers obstinate and i'm
Fortunate affection, and yet she
schooled herself to patience. She
would remember her parents remarks
and endeavor to treat this distasteful
passion with leniency, If not respect.
When he heard her step he turned to
meet her, holding out his hands. She
halted abruptly when he did so, put
her hands behind her, standing in an
attitude Enthusiastically on the defen-
sive. She looked very cold, very I'M
a~pproachable, and not at all a young
lady whom it would be cas- to coerce;
but withal she looked SO beautiful that
poor Mr.. Flight grew desperate.
"Helen," he cried, 'Helen, you did
no mean what you said? You coul
mo be so cruel. You will not wan
.tonly break my heart? You have come
to tell me that you have changed your
mind!'
81 never change my mind-at least
not without a reason. l came because
my mother said she had promised you
that | should come"
Neither her words nor her face were
encouraging, and he knew 1t.
"Never-never change! There is no
such a word as never to me-" he told
her mournfully. II shall continue to
hope-I cannot give up hope. You are
not heartIess. l know you are not. l
shall wait. l will not despair. why
should II For you know that winter
does not last forever. If l wait spring
will come"
She did not follow his meaning; she
looked puzzled and did not speak. 81
lence on her part was unusual, and he
thought it augured well for him.
II am in no hurry, Helen. l will be
patient-I can hope on. You nave only
known me six months; l was foolish
TO expect too much You shall see
more of me, much more, n e per
haps, you may grow to like me. Don
shake your head. What is 1T that you
dislike in me? Tell me h pieases
YOU and l will endeayor-'
"Oh, don't!'' she interrupted; don't
say all those things over again; II Is
no use. l have told you so a dozen
times. / don't dislike you. why should
IT. ,
eff you don't dislike me, why not
like me?"
81 tell you that l do like you!" impa-
tiently.
'"Then marry me-"
"No.''
.Helen. look here. You don't dislike
me-you mean to be married some DAY.
have got a fair income, a gOou tenn
per. | love you dearly, and will give
You your own way in everything.
She stamped her foot on the ground
and said: ,
A.. vI;~ht Start 1t -
o,cIock cannot wait here another
instant"
.Helen. listen a moment. | shall not
give nm hone. | shall come again. ]
shall be patient. You will not be sc
cruel as to refuse me hope; it is such 4
little thing to ask. Helen, your father
wishes me 10 leave this place, to &C
forever, | shall go. but | shall follow
Won to Noelcomhe. | shall come to sec
YOU. | must see you again. l canno,
bear to be away from you. May
come-will YOU speak to meE'
..Noelcombe doesn't belong to me,
said Miss Milford. p~etulantly. IF you
choose to come there | can't help II
Good-by."
"Then. if l come, viii you speak t.
me-
"Oh. yes, yes. yes! Good-by."
won't you shake hands!"
Then Helen, much relieved at tn
thought of the approaching party, ant
prompted by the memory of her moth
er's suggestion, looked up with a mill
into her lovers gloomy eyes and lai'
her cool, slender hand in his.
..Good-by she said, with a suddel
access of cordial friendliness in he
clear voice. ''Good-by, Mr.. Flight.
am SO sorry ! have been such a nui