Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1898-01-08

pNutt 4 yttt UOu ttU VT COUCt, MT WuT
tRgf' asked Mona.
disaster hangs over me. However, that
is nothing new, and l suppose shall live
through many more before | have done
with things"
"Shall | give you tea or coffee, Mr.. War
ing'" asked Mona.
Coffee, please"
He turned toward her, and suddenly
meeting her eyes, the color rose in his
brown cheek.
"Were your dreams in the morning.
own confusion by speaking.
"Yesl 1t was daylight when Invoke from
the last and worst"
'"Then be Of good courage. The evil. in
your dreams will prove good in disguise
and You will get your wish"
THANK you! l accept the omen IRON
your lips"
"Are we NJ for parritchf" asked Uncle
Sandy. ''It's varra wholesome and strength.
min"
"Thank you, no.. This hare pie is excel
lent"
IL wish Mary Black were here" observed
Mona to Kenneth.
"She is q little witch for reading dreams
and telling fortunes!"
"Ay, she's n witch! That is fiery true,
Mona"
"Uncle!" cried Mona, "may | ask Mary
Black TO come and stay here AGAIN. Ihave
not seen q female face for months"
Eyes; you can ask her. She is varra
welcome. It's a nice blithe ~lassie," ex-
planned Mr.. Craig TO Waring, "and sings
as sweet a Tilt as you'd hear anywhere"
Sorry ] have so little chance of seeing
her, sir. My time grows short"
'Hoot, loot, mon! You can stay till next
week"
81 am afraid l am too unfortunate to be
able to accept your kind hospitality. Ihave
business in London, and | want to take the
Cunard boat on the 1lth."
81 dinna like to let you go. Well talk
ABBOTT it, you an me! Kenneth, is it going
to be fine the day."
81 think there will be showers"
you may be tolerably sure Of that, Ken.
Meth" said Mona.
II want to taxi Mr.. Waring round the
place, and let him have q CLINT at Strath-
airlie."
"Strathairliei" repeated Waring. "Had
not Finistoun shooting hereabouts?"
HE has n deer forest-a great stretch of
unreclaimed land, whaur hundreds Of hon.
est sheep ought to be grazing, instead of
its being a playground for a hantle o. feck.
less nobles," quoth Uncle Sandy.
Waring, however, was too much occu.
pied with his own thoughts to heed him.
Didn't Finistoun marry one Of the
Everard's'" he asked-"a very pretty grip
"Weel, she is q bonnie wee wife," said
Uncle Sandy; land, though she Is q bit
feckless, l didna object to her coming to
sec Mona. But they are a cauld, stiff, up
settin' family! 1t was weel. for Mona she
found a guide, kind uncle to TAX her in
when yon Everard folk pit her oot!"
Waring glanced sharply at Mona, who
colored with vexation, and said, haughti
ly-
'It is not necessary to trouble Mr.. War.
ing with our family quarrels."
Whats wrang wi yer" asked her uncle
In some surprise.
you have capital sport about here, sup.
poser" said Warning, asst anxious to change
the subject.
"Yes-rod or gun, it's all the same. You
car fish or shoot the livel1ng dayp' cried
Kenneth, enthusiastically. Sir st. John
Lisle said he never saw birds more abun.
dant."
"Lisle9" repeated Waring, quickly, ad.
dressing Mona. 81 thought he was In In.
dial"
HE returned on the death of a relation,
whom he succeeded" answered Mona.
briefly.
There was ashort pause. Then Kenneth
proposed that he should take Mr.. Warina
for a round of the place, and along the
road toward the Lodge, before dinner; and
that after it uncle should show his guest
the garden, the farm yard, and the stables.
They were still discuss ing their plans
when Mona rose to visit Picnic, and hold
high counsel anent dinner. She felt ii Q
relief to escape Warnings eyes, though he
rarely looked at her; and his voice, which
had in 1t. to her fancy, q tiuge Of melan-
choly, that filed her with self-reproach.