Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1897-07-01

vas a little beauty. OF about his own
age. with a graceful, fragile, fairy-like
form. dressed In white carleton that
fi0ated around her like a mist as she
moved. She was as fair as her moth
er. with a brilliant bloom on her
cheeks and lips. and a merry, dancing
light in her starry. hazel eyes. Her
hair was bright auburn. with golden
CLEANS, and fell in spiral ringlets all
around her glowing face. She anne in
dancing.
Here is your brother come back to
see us, Lois" said the lady.
She danced up to the fish boy. ex-
claiming:
"Oh. Fulke, / am so glad to see
YOU but when quite near, and on the
point OF embracing him. she shrunk
back with every symptom Of disgust,
exclaiming:
"Faugh! phewl Oh. you shocking,
naughty boy I, whatever have you been
doing with yourself? What a figure
you are. Wherever have you come
FROM"
rs that the way in which TO meet
your brother, Miss Howard? Remem-
Der the parable of the Prodigal Son,
and be ashamed of YOURSELF" said Mrs.
Grey;lle, severely.
But, In, mammal. If the prodigal
son had cOme home in such a plight as
that, l doubt whether his father would
have fallen on his neck, 1t least until
he had had Il bath and a change of
clothes." replied the laughing girl.
Il was not afraid of his contact.
miss"
mo, mamma, dear; but just see the
consequences, Your beautiful new
MORE all spotted and creased. and.
ugh. declare. smelling quite fishy!'
You are a spoiled child, Lois, but
you mean no harm. Don't mind her,
Fulke! You know her of old"
C'I'm bowed il l do thought the
fish boy to himself. who. having quite
determined to make no more useless
denials. but take his fate as he found
it, remained silent)
Though in the matter of the bath
and change of clothes, / think her sug-
gestions worthy Of immediate atten-
ton, my dear" continued Mrs. Gre
Vile. Your trunks were sent home
when the school broke up for the
Christmas holidays, and they have
been placed in your room-not your old
room"
Ono, I should think moi" thought the
boy)
But in a much larger and pleas
anter apartment. l think you had bet
ter go and attend to your toilet at
one Yet stay-I will ring for a SER
want TO show you up stairs" cOnclud-
ed the lady, touching the bell-pull.
A smart muiatto boy answered the
summons, to whom the lady said:
'Romy. go and attend Master Gre
vile to his apartment. and prepare his
BATH"
And as the fish boy. with a sigh.
arose to follow his guide, she said to
him:
''Fulke, you will find us here when
you return. and supper will be served
at nine"
"Yes. my lady submissively replied
the boy.
"Ridiculous. Why do you persist in
giving mesuch an absurd title?'
What ought to call your ladyship,
them
why you preposterous imp! call
me what you have always called me
what Lois calls me-mamma.'
Yes. mamma" answered the fish
boy, as he left the room.
Now, Is Ii not provoking, Lois?
Here that boy has been masquerading
as an oyster-carrier in the service OF
some low fish and oyster q on Wa
ter street. for a month past, and really.
he hrs picked up so much of the air
and the slang of that sort Of people,
that il seems 10 me he cannot leave
them off. said the lady, as Don as the
fish boy was out of sight. "0r else"
she added, ''he is ~purposely playing a
part, for he has been going on in that
way ever since he was discovered
II think, mamma, a good, sound. old
fashioned Gaming would be of immense
benefit TO him; il would bring him to
his senses
Lois, If he were my own son /
should be tempted to request Mr.. Dorm
ton to administer that Gaming; but my
step-son-neyer..'
While this conversation was going
on between the mother and daughter.
the fish boy followed his guide out
into the brilliantly-lighted hall. and up
the grand marble staircase, through n
back passage way into q spacious bath
room.
GLAD TO see you back. Marse Gre
vile, sir" said the negro. as he busted
himself turning on the water and lay
ing out towels.
Are you dead SUR my name is Gre
ville:" inquired the boy.
He, he. he! La. Marse Greville. how
funny you Is! What for shouldn't IL
be Grevilleg"
I'm sure I don't know. What is
your OWN
ia. now. Marse Greville. what you
make game long o me for? Sartain
my name what 1t always wur Who
gwine for TO change ity'
And what is tbat?"
la. young marse, you know!"
''Blowed IL l do! What is it?'
Get along wild you. Marse Fulke.
making a fool of a poor boy! You
know well 'nuff my name, given me
by my sponsors in baptism, is Romeo
Montague"
.'Well Mr.. Mt. Ague, as the bath
seems ready. you can take yourself
off"
king when You want me, sab"
"Oh. of course! Just So"
Half an hour later. when the fish
boy did ring for his newly-appointed
servant. Romy entered with clean lin
on. amhroiderad dinners and n hrocada