Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1897-04-01

| Fat sh- rrI-,i to make swift, and weak
ons~ that shp strove 10 make strong.
and yitay with the sunlight. a gig
came rartltnS along the road in the d.
rs..tigR OF Lo.hanead. and its driver
rHfne.i up sharp before her dazasi eyes
stsuIi recognize his features or his
eslfhes-
-Norwenr -FIilIyard.' exclaimed
Tie two ulea together; while Grace
/ Iusas uow that help had arrived,
SEATED herself on the bank and began
q, smooth her hair. She had not caught
sha guEck glance of Amos Morwen's
eyes, for her owa were observing her
hero without showing their oUserv-
snsss: for -ou.e women can see As Well
through their eytlids AS under then.
What n-is happenesiy painted Basil.
| now hEslrse with the pain that made
every movement OF his chest an AZ
cay.
4Sothing..' answered Morwen. seorn-
fulfy. Worse iurk-I hoped to give
The ssaoundreis = iessoa. And you've
| host a Icsssa. TOO. my lad. Ii you lad
NOT been SD quick after the pettlcoats
you'd have seen that I wasn't to De
( caught mapping. after ALL But" said
he. looking from Basil 10 Grace. what
Ira ghe name Of fortune are you doing
here at this hour7 As for you, young
lady. we must have scuse talk together
! by-and-hy.
Il think. Morwen,~ said Basil. ST.
| fling hSs pain as best he could. that
yati might have told NE your plans. l
suppose the girl. here. told you that a
lot sg men wer- on their way last night
fr ths. mill? IL was she who had Civ
| en- NE warming. liz I had known you
/ had Sent for soldiers, you might nave
Saved na.. 1 little trouble and her"
You dill fall ia with Cen. Lad, rhens
IL was Grues All. then, you saw the
hE4ekzuartl- you Know who they
w-re2
You mustn't ask me that" said Bl-
sIl. sharpsy AMI quickly. "if | named
names. / should never b. able 10 do a
bit Of gted again"
MY dear HlIlyard, or, rather, my
dear QuIxote. forgive my forgetting
that you have every sense but common
In never do IL again. only iet me
ask you which saved Lockmead last
I night from IRE and bIOoi-you with
pour notions. or ! with my Dragons
Heaven knows. MoFygen. Not 1.
| And-sinep they had no thought or
your soldier trap-aot you. ! tell ron,
t1a nlen were h0t en- mischief; only
Heaven csaa know why they turned
ssile before rEe mischief was done"
And you can think Of no way in
which they could learn what was walt
ing for them At Locknead, II they
eameT"
None. They kney no more or the
dragons than II
Amos Mofwen shrugged his Shout
deFs with a superior smile: then turned
to Grace with a frown.
You + a clever young woman.
said he. whoever you are. I should
Ike TO know your story OF your
! afraid. Let your story be what you
lake. We are simple folk at LockmeaG,
as you see.
Il have told this-this gentleman
( said size, quietly. looking him ia the
face, that my name Is ~Lucas-srace
Lueas. I came from LockInead.
when I was a child. And nov | wait
to ccme back again. one must Tive
somewhere, sir"
fsr Starye,~ said Bas&- bitterly.
lies. sir: or ssarve. T ana my own
mistress. | ela live or starye wRere 1
will.
-Lncas: said Morwen. Yes. that
s a Lockmead name He considered,
while Basil. for pride's sake, was try
/ ing To conquer his own body, and
Grace 10 arrange her soaked bonnet
over her curiS. so they want I o settle
a spy in the heart Of Us thought Nor
wen. They know what they arr.
about, those fellows. there are brains
Well soon see il \ girl ike that won't
find il pay worse to be Gen. Lud's spy
than Amos MOTwenfs. So you
want 70 settle down al Loczmead, en-
And how do you propose 10 get Jour
living, il you please You're neither
weaver nor miilhand~
-No, sir; / am a -needlewoman by
trade. And I hope it's more likely
/ should make a living where my
name i knewE than elsewhere
"A needlew0manT' said Bash. yet
more bitter than before. ~Can you sew
rags together, AMI"
"tsammcn-. interrupted Amos Nor
wen. roughly aud blufay. rs that
what you call being the poor mans
friend-to discourage a p9or as, that's
tranpiug horne 20 find work she c.ln't
ind ekewheEe2 I'm afraid We were a
trifse ove~r-susyicious last night. my
coed girl. E0wther ard I've no
doubt you had the sanse 10 understand:
but-no; there's 10 call for a good .iri.
and 4 clever girl. 10 Ssarve or want
work. wherever she Tray 90. and nei-
Their IOckmead nor any where else is
the place fer oilers or fools. A needle
woman are you: Then you ought 20
make your fortune GU OF three bache-
Tors plain sewing-Dr Hillyardss. our
curatcs and mize. And you may AXE
old .ftfrgp0Si's cottage If you hke-rgo
shlillngs q wsf-a and il you don't there
is nobody else TO take ID. SO I shall be
glad II you will. No thanks; I hate
'ega. and / can't afford 10 have old
GurseOn's cottage on my hands. Come
and see aaHdt il IT the mill--at the
nail ar the house, mind. Come
DR.. Quix0te, I'm driving back. Can 1
give you a lift homes Why. what's
the matter. are you iame?"
Not l." said Basil, helping himself
into the gig, rs much by force OF viii
- By force Of limb. -Moryen.. he
said, a they drove OF. Il do hate
a~fsectatIon- Why can't you follow a
good impulse for once without sham
i rmf~ T~fA Te~x-sf-aG