The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1898-03-12

! MM<EH ed going into ag-
tl@Zo ey . rlculture. or be-
/ -%VZD) y cause he want
ed to be quoted
ms gentleman farmer"-it was because
[ he had money he didn't know what TO
/ 10 with.
Hurryfng down to the station one
morning to catch the train In order 10
| Join the first meet of the Flint Valley
/ Hunt Club, he ran against his broker,
who stopped him long enough to say
Great Northeastern went up any
lumber of points yesterday. We sold.
/ I'll send you a check for $4,000 to-day"
On the train Elliott had time to think
over several business matters. among
/ them the rise In Northeastern. -Four
/ thousand WAS small sum to Elliott
Raymond. but still lie didn't know
what 10 do with IT, Banks were pay
ng only 3. General Metallic was away
down. Real estate was low, and it was
still a problem when the train stopped
and he climbed onto Tom Haryey's
coach beside Miss Carruth. In her so
clety lie forgot all about Northeastern,
General Metallic, and banks that pay
only 3.
The hunt starts at l." she said.
smiling Mt him with frank. level eyes.
I'VE have luncheon at the Birches."
md so the conversation drifted fol-
lowed by a swift run across country
nfter the hounds, flash through
Iatchln,s woods and gulley. and he
meadows beyond. where Miss Carru.h
came in first and won the brush.
"Shall we go home by the Willow
road?" she said TO Elliott. 1T Is the
longest way" and he said "of course,
for Elliott always agreed with Miss
Carruth.
1t was riding home by the Willow
road that Elliott CHANGED 10 see a sign
tackled 10 tree near farm gate:
"ThIs Farm for Sale at Sacrifice"
Suddenly be remembered the $4,000
The house was away back from the
road, there was IA neat hedge on one
side, and grape arDor and n few giant
elms. Quite handsome country place.
Why shouldn't he put his money In this
farm? He would II II was a COED IN
vestment. He would notify Brooks,
That was how Elliott Raymond came
to buy n farm. A distant cousin WAS
brought from the west somewhere and
Installed thereon, while the former
owners-well, Elliott didn't know what
became of the former owners, Cousin
John wrote Elliott that the farm WIS
| In an excellent state of cultivation lie
was going to SOW such and such fields
with wheat and reserve others for
white oats, md would Elliott kindly
/ have the florist send lot of bulbs for
| fall planting1 Elliott carefully attend
ed TO every request. and he used 10
| tell Miss Carruth all about It as they
drove out TO the foot.ba game on his
/ drag.
Brooks has sent enough plants and
I things for Cousin Margaret TO plant the
/ entire farm" he said, laughingly. Miss
/ Carrnth was such sensible glrl-she
/ liked to hear about his farm, he knew,
and always seemed so interested.
Truth to ted. Gertrude Carruth had
hoped, she acknowledged 1t to herself
boldly, that Elliott Raymond would
some day ask her to share his fortunes,
his interests, wherever they might be-
/ She did not care about the fortune In
itself. She looked straight In her mir
ror one night and told herself so. Il
wouldn't care II he hadn't penny"
she said; The Is the best man know"
At Mrs. Westerleigh's dinner Miss
Carruth WAS sure Elliott had some
thing In particular to say to her. They
were In the conservatory, she sitting
on n rustic seat and he leaning on the
edge Of marble BASIN watching the
gold fishes swimming about. Neither
had spoken for some time and she felt
when he did speak It would be some
thing she would wish to hear. She
pulled a red rose from a branch neal
her.
1T is beautiful, isn't itT' he said
taking 1t from her fingers. ut Is Q
crimson rambler. ! am going to have
a lot Of them sent down to the farm Ii
the spring" lie threw away the fra
grant white flower from his buttonhol,
and put the rose In its place. The spell
was broken-the farm had done Il
Miss Carruth thought, bitterly, AM
they walked back to the drawlng-roon
Spring came. summer passed, and til
Flint Valley hunts were once NOR
calendared. Elliott sent Black Bes
down to the farm and he followed b
train one October night when T. WIN
: just chilly enough for a small blaze /
: the big fireplace. 1t was his visit
Ills own farm.
The hunt was at 8 o'clock, with III
hunt breakfast four miles away. m
. as Elliott rode Black Bess through Il
lane he noticed how beautifully II
: lawns were kept. A few chrysanth
! NUNS were beginning to show the
colors, and bed of pink and white co
!. mos. that flower that never bloon
"a until touched by frost, fiaunted fail
n faces at him in the sharp wind.
a Il will come down here and stay q
~ next summer" Elliott said to hinse
I. as Black Bess took the front gate al
!. dashed away toward the Laurels.
Again Miss Carruth was the lead