Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1897-12-24
CHAPTER VI.-CoNT1NUED.

The remainder of the forenoon was
spent IN going through the barns and
over the farm.
\ small structure, twenty or thirty
feet from the house, had been used to
do the cooking, baking, churning,
washing and ironing in. We could not
cain access to the cooking house, as it
had been called, the door being locked.
There had been no care taken of this
place, and could hardly see through the
dust and dirt which obscured the win
dows, when attempted to look inside.
"Therc is nothing to be seen in there,
auyhow," l said. But remembered
the pile of cakes and the loaves of bread
which had issued from the old Dutch
oven built in one side of the cook
house. How 1 wish for some of the
good things now!
After a midday dinner, harncssed
The horse in the buggy. According TO
my Instructions, my agent had provided
me with a single rig, and I now pro-
posed to use it to drive Sarah home and
then keep on down the road, past Sid
ington Station, across the river to
Twineburgh, in which place Mr.. Som
tag. my lawyer, resided.
had never seen Mr.. Sonntag. My
former agent had died nearly a year
ago, and six months after his death
Sonntag had bought the law business
from the heirs.
had been advised of this fact by a
circular letter from the present incum-
bent, giving references as to ability,
honesty, etc. Mr.. Sonntag had also re-
quested me to allow him to assume
management of my small estate. AS
Mr. Perry, the president of the bank,
was down among the names of refer
encc, was most willing to grant Mr..
Sonntag's request, and wrote him to
that effect.
On the way to Sarah's house I UNI
bosomed myself to the good old soul.
told her of my hopes regarding Flor
encc, and my fears that those hopes
would never be realized.
"Ach, ycs," answered Sarah, ''you Will
harry her some day. Just see how
you've been brought both to dc same
place togedder. And know she lofes
you.''
You are more certain than l am OF
That" l answered, somewhat gloomily.
l have told you everything about my
self, because have no mother to con-
hdc in; and you will no more violate
0OnfiIo1o1n II
OF that I am certain"
"Ach. Mel! I got no leetlc vons OF
mine own" she answered. with trcm-
D'lng voice. There were tears in he,
eyes. too, when she said: II would do as
much for you as Il mudder; I guess l
would, Mel"
Her love was grateful to me, or
planned as I had been for many years.
and for the last year without Il friend
10 console or advise me.
Bud yo, vas foolish. Mel. to say you
not see her undil you flint de robbers "
saral went on-"foolish of you. and
mart for her, too. l bet you she hat
'ots OF heartache."
What else could I do, though, in
honor?' l exclaimed.
We'll, you are innocent. and she lofcs
you and knows. too, dat you didn't
ROD de bank. So den it would be no els
Aohor to drust her lofe and be happy
in id
sarah's logic found an echo in my
heart. Perhaps it was unjust to Flor
shce's love not to ask her to share my
burden. I knew, if could share any
sorrow or trouble of hers, how happy
would be.
We soon reached Sarah's house, and
,eihed up to allow her to ahght. Then
continued on my way.
lWlneburgh was about two miles
across the valley beyond Sidington. 1t
was lively little place, of about 1000
inhabitants. One of the great trunE
INES of railroad ran through the town
The road to Twineburgh crossed the
rack ut Sidington station, near the
depot.
AS l refined up my horse to walk
Sad glanced up and down the track
'e1ore crossing. saw the station agent
Standing ON the edge of the platform.
nodded to the fellow and he an.
swered with q grin. Then, as he slowly
. . toward me, stopped the horse
and waited.
lou took the trunk, didn't your he
asked.
MI. Hunsicker came for It." l re-
! saw the trunk was gone when
%e back, he said. in his numbering
Tn'on. did Jake take you over t.
NeisouvilleS.