The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1896-10-15

-"A'NA 's>y s"hS !.
not fine flowers, are their delight; or
young gentlemen, not carnations, they
take notice."
Presently the mistress and maid
the forkfer dispirited and dropping,
the latter erect and energetlc-werc TO
be seen hurrying down h steep, De
| Scending street into the village OF Noel
cOmbe together.
Half an hour later a carriers cart
Drew up outside the garden door OF
Carnation cottage. The carrie, VINO
had been walking beside his
horse up the steep hill. addressed
some one who was seated upon q
bench among a mountain of parcels
and boxes beneath the arched awning
This yur be the place, mum, II yer
PLACE to get out. It's an aWkWardiSh
concern, is a carriers cart, for n young
lady to ride in; but it saved &c the
wOrke, howSOmeyer: ana a long Worke
it be from up station down TO Noel
combe'
Yes, indeed, and l nm so much
obliged to YOU" answered a gracious
voice, most gratefully; and Helen,
emerging from the shadow of the avn
ing, climbed down. by aid of the shaft,
upon the road. Your cart is very com
Portable l am glad | missed the olnni-
bus now; l couldn't have seen the
country half so well from it."
NO, mum, 1 sim as how you couldn't.
"Tain't niue to see, however. Twas a
bit Of luck my meeting Of zee and think
ing to ask zee If you'd have a lift"
s it was; thank you very much. in
deed. l have brought you out Of your
way, too, I'm afraid
Lord bles zee. mum, dOrn't you
spake of it. Poppet and me don't
count an extra MOLE or tn; it's all III
the days job"
But Helen would not allow him to
pooh-hooh his civility: she was most
thankful to him and with reason His
ready Western country courtesy had
not only saved her a walk of deadly
length and drearineSs, hut had re-
| stored her sulf-assurance. She had not
been compelled to resort to the weak
| revenge of the foolish; she had not cut
| off her nose T. spite her face, after all.
She had certainly been born under a
lucky sta If a misfortune seemed to
threaten her, a lucky chance intCrven-
ing, averted it. She was elate with
INSTRUMENTATION when a sudden
memory of her mOneyless and watch
less condition struck her: and, slightly
sobered by the recollection, h babe
the carrier goodnight and entered her
aunt'S domain.
The twilight had turned to dusk, and
the moon, like a rick on fire" was ris-
ing over the sea before the elder Miss
Milford returned Too agitated to
speak, she leaned on Betsey's stitfiy-
crooked arm, with her eyes cast on the
ground, a thousand fears overwhelm-
ing her. The slugs, tempted forth by
the falling dew, might feast undis-
turbed for once in their lives; she was
too preoccupied to remember them.
Even Betsey was perturbed; her rug
ged face was solemn, and h gave
| quite as high a jump, and gasped quite
as fast and breathlessly as did her
mistress. when a girls head was
thrust through the open spare-room
window and a lively voice cried:
"Oh, here you are at last I'm IN
| packing: l will come down"
And the next moment Helen herself
came Of the porch door to meet
them.
My dear, my dear, how you have
frightened me. What happened?
Where have you been! There, take
me indoors, Helen; / am trembling sad
ly: | should like to rest"
II am so dreadfully sorry, Aunt Eliz-
abeth; but really, upon my word, it
was not my own fault"
Kiss me, my love, now that you are
here. | mind nothing. Only that con
ductOr increased my alarm; | know so
little about girls: they are odd nova
days; quite changed since my youth.
Betsey didn't believe it, bit then, Bet
sey never believes anything, you
know"
Then Helen, her aunt and Betsey
! hanging on her words and asking many
questions, gave a detailed account of
| the days occurrences. She omitted all
mention of Mr.. Jones name. however,
and slurred over the explanation of
how she lost the omnibus
And you came here in the carriers
cart-how extremely uncomfortable
you must have BEEN
1T was rather jolly down the hills,
Aunt"
Aunt Elizabeth and she were having
supper. Betsey lowered about them,
| joining every now and then, unlimited,
in the conversation.
THE carrier is a civil man; he adj
mired my wall-iiowers so much in the
spring-a dark variety, Helen, and par
ticularly swe~et-scented; would your
care for some seedlings, do you think"
He would love them, a%untie; so
should l."
i am still thinking of the carrier,
Helen; he and Mr.. Jones are so very
unlike. 1t is extraordinary that such
an intelligent person as the conductor
could have been so mistaken"
Here Betsey made some remark
about Annanias i'll an impressive aside.
What mistake did the conductor
make, auntie: What did he say about
me-"