Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1897-01-02

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assumed name?'
my dear, | haven't doubt that it is. May
l ask another question: the old lady contin-
ned, turning to Linlcy. What references
did Miss Westerield give your
NO references at ALL"
Mrs. Presty rose with the alacrity of q
young woman, and hurried 20 the door. Fol
low my example, she said 10 her daughter,
on her way out. Lock mp your jewel-b0N."
Linley drew a deep breath of relief when
he was left alone with his wife. What
makes your mother SO particularly disagree
able this morning. he inquired.
"She doesn't approve, dear, of my leaving
it to you to choose Il goNerness for Kitty"
where is Kitty
"Out IN her pony for Il ride over the hills.
Why did you send a telegram, Herbert, TO
prepare me for the g~overness? Did YOU real
ly think might be jealous of Miss Wcster-
feld?'
Linley burst out laughing. mo such idea
entered my head he answered. at isn't
In you, my dear, to be Jealous"
Mrs. Linley was not quite satisfied with
this view of her character. Her husbands
well-intendcd compliment reminded her that
there are occasions when any oma may be
jealous, no matter how generous and how
gentle she may be. I'VE won't go quite so
far rs that" she said To him, because"
She stopped, unwilling TO dwell too long on
a delicate subject. He loosely finished the
sentence for her. Because we don't know
what may happen in the future?' he suggest
ed; making another mistake by making q
Joke.
Mrs. Linley returned to the subject of tie
governesS.
Il don't at all say what my mother says"
She resumed, but was ii not just a little in
discreet to engage Miss Wester!ield without
any rcferencesY'
Unless | am utterly mistaken" L.iEley re-
piled, you would have been quite rs indis-
Greet in my place. If you had seen the hor-
rible woman who prosecuted and insulted
her"
His wife interrupted him. "How did all
this happen, Herbert? Who first introduced
you to Miss Westerfield?'
Linley mentioned the advertisement, and
described his interview with the school-mis-
tIess. Having next acknowledged that he
had received a visit from Miss Westerticld
herself, he repeated all that she had been
able TO tell him of her fathers wasted life
and melancholy end. Really interested by
this time, Mrs. Linley was eager for more
information. Her husband hesitated. II
would rather you heard the rest of it from
Miss Westerlield," he said, "fn my absence
why in your absence"'
Because she can speak to you more free
ly when l am not present. Hear her tell her
own story, and then let me know whether
you think | have made a mistake. l submit
to your decision beforehand, whichever way
it may incline"
Mrs. Linley rewarded him with a kiss. If
a married stranger had seen them at that
moment he would have been reminded of
forgotten days-!he days of his honeymoon.
And nOw," Linley resumed, suppose we
talk Il little about ourselves. haven't seen
my brother yet. Where is Randall"
Staying at the farm to look after your in.
terests. We expect him to come back 10.
day. ALI, Herbert, what do we not all owe
TO that dear, good brother of yours? There
Is really no end TO his Kindness. The last OF
our poor highland families, who have emf.
grated to America, have had their expenses
privately paid by Randall. The wife has
written to me, and has let out the secret,
There is an American newspaper among the
letters that are waiting your brothers return,
sent to him as a little mark of attention by
these good, grateful people" Having allud'
ed to the ~neighbors who had left Scotland,
Mrs. Linlcy was reminded of other neigh.
bOrs who had remained. She was still relat-
ing events of local interest, when the clock
interrupted her by striking the noun of the
nursery dinner. What had become of Kitty.
Mrs. Linley rose, and rang the bell to make
inquiries.
On the point of answering, the servant
looked round at the open doc behind him
He drew aside and revealed Kitty in the cor
ridOr, hand in hand with Sydney Westerfielc
who timidly hesitated at entering the room
Here she is, mamma" cried the child. 81
think she is afraid of you; help M to pull
her in"
Mrs. Linley advanced to receive the new
member of her household, with the ~irresisti
bic grace and kindness which charmed ever
stranger who approached her. "Oh, it's al
right" said Kitty. sgd likes me, and
like sgd. What do you think? She lived II
London with q cruel woman who never CAV,
her enough to eat. See what a good sirl
am! I'm beginning TO feed her already
Kitty pulled Il box of swertmeats out of he
pocket, and handed it to the governess will
a tap on the lid, suggestive of an old gentle
hidll " ilS q llllNh vi nun w ~ iilNllNl.
MY dear child, you mustn't speak to Mis-.
Westerfield in that way! Pray excuse her.
said Mrs. Linley, turning to Sydney with {
smile; Il am afraid she has been disturbin,
you in your room"
Sydney's silent answer touched the moth
er's heart; she kissed her little friend. 81
hope you will let her call me Sgd" she sale
gently: lit reminds me of a happier time
Her voice faltered; she could say no more
Kitty explained, with the air of n grown per
son encouraging a child. VI know all abOu
1t. mamma She means tie time when he
papa was alive. She lost her papa when Sh,
was a little girl like me. | didn't disturb
her. l only said 'My names Kitty; may
get upon the bed". And she was quite will
ing, and we talked. And | helped her dress
Mrs. Linley led Sydney to the sofa and stop
ped the flow OF her daughters narrative
The look, the voice, the manner OF the gov
erness had already made their simple appea
to her generous nature. When her husband
took Kitty's hand TO lead her with him on
OF the room, she whispered as he passed
"You have done quite right; | haven't
doubt of ii now ~