Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1899-12-16
Land League disturbances.

Land League disturbances.
Miss Priscilla Is looking quite pleased
with herself, and greets Monica with fond
smile.
II knew should find you here" she says;
'flowers have such q fascination for you.
You will let me introduce you to Mr.. Ryde,
dear childv'
And then the introduction isgone through,
and Monica says something unworthy Of
note to this big young man, who Is staring
at her in more earnest manner than Ia
strictly within the rules of etiquette Some
how, too, she presently discovers she has
fallen into line with her new friend, and is
moving toward the lawn again with Aunt
Priscilla following in her train with Mr..
Desmond.
Quaking inwardly Monica at first cannot
take her mind off the twain behind her. and
all the consequences that must ensue II Miss
Priscilla once discovers a Desmond Is being
addressed by her with common civility.
She is, therefore, but poor company for
tn tall marine, who seems, however, quite
satisfied with the portion allotted him and
maunders OH namely about the surround
| ings generally. When the weather and the
landscape have been exhausted, II mnst be
confessed, however, that he comes TO a
| stand-still.
| Madame OConnor, goinr up to Miss Pris-
! ella, engages her in some discussion, so that
presently Monica finds Brian beside her
| again.
"You will let me see you again soon," he
says, in a low tone, seeing Ryde is talking
to Miss Fitzgerald.
But how can L.
You can IL you will. Meet me some
where, as may not call; bring your BROTH
er, your, sister, any one, with you; only
meet me-"
IF did that, how could | look at Aunt
Priscilla af'erward?" says Monica, growing
greatly distressed ut would be shameful !;
l should fe Il like traitor. feel like it al
ready"
"Then do nothing. Take passive part,
If you will, and leave all to me-" says Des-
mond with sudden determination i'm his
eyes. IL would not have you vexed or made
unhappy in anyway But that shall see
you again and SOOll-be sure"
But"
81 will listen to no but; it is too late for
them. Though all the world, though even
you yourself. should forbid me- your pres
ence, | should contrve to meet you"
Here somebody addresses him, and he Is
obliged TO turn and smile, and put off his
loNC lHC lOuCH VI cdlllcSl piSSlOu llldJ HAS
just illumined it, while Monica stands ST.
lent, spell-bound, trying to understand it
all.
us it thus sat all my countrymen make
love? she asks aerself, bewildered. At the
very second meeting (she always, even to
herself, ignores that ignominous first) TO de-
clare ID this masterful fashion that he must
and tcW see her again.
1t is rapid, rather violent woOing; but
do not think the girl altogether dislikes it,
She is little frightened, perhaps, and un-
certain, but there is sense of power about
him that fascinates her and tells her vague
ly that faith and trust in him will never be
misplaced. She feels strangely nervous,
yet she lifts her eyes 10 his, and gazes at
him long and braveiy, and then the very
faintest glimmer of a smile, that is surely
full of friendiness and confidence, If moth
ing more, lights up her eyes and plays
around her penSive mouth. A moment, and
the smile has vanished but the remem-
brance of il lives with him forever
Yes, his wooing is rapid, and she is not
won but "She likes me-" thinks Desmond,
with touch of rapture he has never known
before. Certainly she UkaS me; and
there Is always time and hope
MY dear Monica, it grows late" says
Miss Priscilla at this moment. Say good
by to Madame OConnor, and lrt uS go"
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