Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1897-11-25
End her bosom is emptied of its life!

breakfast. SmlllnSly shc nau -
ceiyei the parting embrace OF Weioy,
and kissed Lois, who was also siihihg
| through her tears-hke q burst Oh sun
| shine through April rain.
But when the carriage a roiieu
away. and she had returned 10 the
desolate house, she sank down lnto the
neare chair, overcome, pallid, gasp
ing-too agonized for tears-her wrung
| bosom only making this low moan:
'Oh, plying Saviour! how mucn,
from first to last, even the happles'
mother must suffer-
old Captain Fuljoy heard and saw
! all this. ~and-could not stand 1t! lie
| seized his hat and exclaimed:
..Ill go and fetch 'em back-IH sad
die Saladin and ride after EN-! III
oyertake 'em before they get to the
toll-gatel I'll make 'em turn their
horses heads and come right home
again, | won't have 1t! D Il
was going TO say)-this way of making
everybody else miserable because they
are happy"
stay! you would not do such a
| thingl You must not, not for the
world, They must do what society re-
ouires of them-a bridal tour Is an Inn
| peratiye necessity. This Is nothing but
morbid feeling in me-a tha'
| must shake off. Lois and Welby, the
beings dearest to me in the world, are
happy: ard L will be happy!" said
Mrs. Greville, rising and dropping her
grief as she might have dropped her
black mantle.
.'That is right. splendid grandma.
paleness doesn't become your complex
ion at all" said Elite.
MY poor little pet! you will also be
leaving me some day!'
''Neyer, splendid grandma! not for
all the husbands i'm the world-oh! 4
mean. unless my dear old captain asks
me. | would not refuse him-no. in-
deed. indeed, wouldn't Iw said Ettie.
| earnestly.
There, Captain Fuljoy, you nave
had an offer.' smiled Mrs. Greville.
"Yes; and from the dearest little dar-
ling in the world. But, Elite, my
child. | am already married, although
you don't know it, have a wife IN
Heaven! She has been waiting for me
there these many years. And besides,
Elite, dear, l am above eighty years
old; this is at least sixty years too
old for you; and il would be a great
wrong for me to take you at your
word.' replied the honest old sailor,
who evidently took Ettie's offer very
seriously.
That is a pity, now; for I shall be
an old maidr' sh esaid.
This little badinage made a diversion
of Mrs. Courtney Greville's ideas, so
that she did not fall into detection
again that day.
And the next day she had business
to occupy her thoughts. Captain Full
joy and his party Lad decided to stay
Greyille until she had settled up the
business that had brought her to the
South, and then the whole party were
to go together to the North. and Mrs.
Greville was to remain their guest al
Fuljoy's Island until the return of her
son and daughter, when the three last
named would proceed to New York
and take up their residence at the
hot sc in Madison Square. Welby
Dunbar, previous to his marriage and
departure, had put his mothers az
fairs in such good train that little re-
manned to be done. The plantation was
sold; the negroes upon the estate
were emancipated; those who We're
willing to emigrate were sent to Libe-
ria: those who We're disabled by age
or sickness were provided for; Uncle
Saturn and Aunt Cybele were made
happy with n cottage, a garden, n COW
and some poultry: and those who de-
sired to remain in the neighborhood
to get their own living were recon-
mended to good employers. All but
Sam. That luckless lover could not
make up his mind TO any measure. To
use Uncle Saturn's expression for this
perverse course-"Sam would neither
gee, whoa nor come hither" The last
day OF their stay at the old plantation
house came-they were to depart the
next morning. Driven to desperation,
Sam was also goaded to action-he
followed the old captain until he saw
him alone, n then, going down on
both his knees, with clasped hands
and appraised eyes and streaming tears,
he said.
"Cap'n Full-ob-ioy, sar. have massy
on ME, who Is full OBJ grief! knows
you're a tender hearted gem'n, m
wouldn't like to see me hung up by de
neck till | is deadr'
What the d. q was going to saw
have you done to get yourself hung,
YOU wretched boyY' asked the captain.
in alarm.
Muffin, sar; rs In hub wild Venus,
An II don't get Venus, / shall hang
myself on de fust tree l can finer
"Oh! that's it! Well, my poor boy.
what can / do for your" inquired the
kind old man, whose heart was open
to the humblest or absurdest cry of
distress.
oh. Marse Cap'n! sar, I does want
TO go long o. Venus so bad! an eff Won
would only take me along as your SER
want, sar, | wouldn't want no wages
sar, nor EufIin'; but only to be along o.
Venus! My life lay in Venus, sar
deed 1t do, an Venus go, my life gov'
We'll, does Venus like your
mo, sar; not as yet! pears like she
mates me on de yeth; she can't bide
de sight o. met"
Then, why the d. U was going 10
say) do you run after her. Let her 90.
and you look after some other ciri!'
oh! Marse Cap'n, sar, faint no
rse, sar! Dere amt no gal in de whole
country as wear SIGH cans an SIGH
ribbins as Venus wear! An INV life
lay in her, sarr'
In her caps, you mean. you great
blockheadi She set her cans nj WOW,
What c~aptiyafino came tbay -,. -,