Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1897-03-04

the-way, there was old Mns -.
the aImshouse. He had foryot*sa
for the moment, because no aoHssaun
tied the almShouse-the noo.aon VI
rich there-that Is to say, the, Y Wen
starve. 10y 9d h
Then, with her fingers unon
he could not help thinking ) nan
the girl himself; for. like a wis., nue \
having once settled his line ~ sc ma
he thought of that no more sS@1n
strange that a Lockmead girl w
he knew nothing, should bou~o waaa
straight, as 1t were, from tho la4a
just In the nick of time. 10 r;vs IVA
warning. s"e ti
But, suddenly, she asked him.
And what Is your nameY,
Basil Hill. But, bark! ana
Her voice attacked his doa.n.s ssr
heavy, muffied tramp, and tha
glow of smoking torches swan. ua
away. wv 'aea
I'VE must be quick now h. !,
pered; there Is no time to loso "as
you wait here, under tina shaSe.N
the hedge; don't come neare J ~ y
step, whatever happens: on,v .uss
you hear me call, 'Back-bac*s !
IKE u Diru. Here. give \.
MOrwen this pencLled note. 80 th., y
may judge how TO act, for / shall 49,
failed. l trust you. Grace L.ucas aas
mems livesy' WIZ
Basil Hillyard believed In trr.,,.
people; and, though deceived ~ I'm
once in ten times, he kept IN th,o as
by reaSOn of the other nine Mos, ~
pie judge the nine by one. and sn ~ w
ufacture o rogues than are horn
YES" was all she whispered ".
ishing into shade. "s
Meanwhile Miss Mary Holmes o,1.
wise known as Squire Morwen,s pa,.
stalked into the parlor, where her ma
ter was engaged la buzzing the hot,s
Squire" said she, YOU'VE -.
enough of that stuff. There's rIcs :
night. Doctors gone off with that ~,
that's more fit to call a baggage, anSs
plain as she's imperent and as lmns
ent as she's plain"
We'll, well, Polly. Young men MIN
be young men. Good wines wastaa =
n man till he's outgrown the girlS yns
were quite right, Polly, not to let b.,
in. / can't be bothered, at my time q
life-ife with-baggages; plain"
"She said. squire"
"Oh. never mind what she said. Ys
l do believe I've had enough Pn tr
in. Polly, you can go
Yes, squire. Only | thought ya
might like To know what the giri IN
say-that's all"
We'll, squire. IL tits nausht to van
It's naught to me; so. I'll just say gseS
by"
What the devil do you mean b.
sood-by: Goodnight, l suppose yg
mean?"
NO. squire. What | says | means
and what / means l says and | stes
oby. Goodnight, therer'
" never try to understand q wOmsa
Polly. It's never worth while"
Quite right not to try what yen
can't, squire, being but a man m
going to sleep ut my aunr's to-nagAt
where I'll take my things, too. And
bids good-by now, because you nigh
be n cinder tomorrow, aud twill BE-
too late then"
Very web, my lass. l suppose ys
have been listening To the doctors saf
behind the door. Quite right 10 box
! after yourself. Yes. Polly, you may p
to the parish-and then don't eoaa
sponging on me l can get a gir 81
half your wages these hard times"
NO. Amos Morwenl you'll never el
another girl, for you're going 10 b
burnt alive this night, house, mill md
all"
"Oh. that's what the baggage pA
the doctor. ehf"
Miss Holmes stared. She had meat
to make a grand coup, and had faIfa
Her master had either been inbtnas
more courage than was prudent, q
there must be something in old port .
keep n man curiously cool.
Polly" he said, presently, WA !
clllckle, IL do like To make a w1naaa
look like n fool, especially You. becauS
it isn't done every day. Ii the baggags
did say that TO the doctor, it does mA
a trifle odd at first sight that the de
tor didn't pass the word on to me !
do not suppose, my dear, that the eg
gage brought my dear young frRlA
Hillyard, Il message to go out ana M1
the lead. Ner do l suppose he's QUIZ
what you only threatened, naner
! sneak out Of harms way. he Hew
does anything like anybody else tnass
! all: and I'm glad he's gone, naWsu
! the reason why. Whatever happFn
tonight, we don't want wonen. s~
we don't want fanatical fools. 4.
wanted warning-I! I've known VIZ
was going to be done to-nighi LOT -
days. I've not told the doctor, pc@~
he'd have warned the fox no 70 -
the hounds; I've not told you, my NY
because your tongues your msS
And, since that's so. out OF AIS ~.
you don't bulge before morning. -
aunt, indeed! Why, your uncle, n, Y,
Croft, Is In the plot; and mean ~
for the gallows-him aud ewe''
more!'
Oh. squire" ;.
.'Yes-ohi This PARISH NUS.
cleaned of vermln and weeds. ~ -
you, Polly. and you're a clever g y
and l think you've got the iens.ss
my foot; and it amuses me 70 ss.,p
your tricks and your airs. wen, -
know me tonight better than YOU s
did before. And you'll Ike me - q
into the bargain. Not that ca,e -,
that but you care fiahoo. v, y
rhe window,-quiek' Here they -
"Oh, sir" whined Polly. cowed' sd
them. to burn the MILF oD,.
I'll scream: somebody might bear. =,