The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1899-06-29

These two people meant to work all
night or a great part of it after days of
toll. 1 thought it my duty to inter-
fere and expostulate. / even had "be-
loved pastor" talk to Christina.
When she understood that we were
afraid for her health she put back her
head and laughed. .
you folks too careful. l never
know bout being tired. At home l
work all night, two, three times a
week. Carry boats, big baskets fish.
Oh, such fish you never did see.
ALI Magnus said to the beloved pas
tor was, at is very long to wait"
After that their hoard grew, and, as
it did, the spirits of the two rose.
When Magnus sat at the copybooks
Christina sewed swiftly on all things
necessary to their house-ftting. Not
once did she lose her head. All she
bought was sensible, good, necessary
for a neat home.
Christina vas indeed good and beau
tiful. When she came to church, as
she often did with Magnus, l saw that
people observed her. l told her story
to one of our church societies and l
heard that they intended to add to her
modest QUILTING by a present.
l must confess that, at times, l felt
that Christina might do better than to
wed such a stupid man as Magnus
Llefssen. But suddenly the mar /
thought stupid rose to the height of a
hero.
1t was all in the morning papers.
Randall ate the breakfast Christina
had prepared and unfolded his journal
while l slipped my coffee. He jumped
to his feet.
Where is Christina?" he asked, in a
low tone, his mouth twitching.
She was singing somewhere. She had
a voice like a lark.
What is it, Randall?" I cried, run
ming around to him.
He pointed to the great, black head
lines. | read, breathless, of the at
tempted robbery of a railroad pay car
preparing to set out in the gray dawn.
The car had been drawn up in the
switch yards, and guarded by the po-
l1ceman and several section men. 1t
had been a foggy night and the attack
on the car was made so suddenly and
quickly there was not a second of time
to give a whistle of alarm. Two sec
ton men were knocked down, one fed,
and the car door was defended alone
by a brawny Swede, who fought stead
lily, d%oggedly, %stubbornly, his eyes fill
ed with blood, his wounds incredible.
No shot had been fired. The policeman
was in the ~rcundhouse, not fifty feet
away, telePnonlng to headquarters,
when the fleeing Irishman burst in up
on him with the news. Help arrived
In time to W the car from being
looted, but Liefssen was picked up for
dead. He had been taken to the hos
pital and was the city hero. There
was little hope for his life.
Beloved pastor and l took Christina
in a carriage to the hospital. Her
face had been like marble since we told
her.
He had not regained consciousness.
He was only a poor, bandaged mummy
"ASA y 0boOu az LIS OCuSAu6. OuIlS-
tina said not a word. She stopped,
and, in spite of the nurses protests,
took him into her two strong arms.
There was a perceptible shudder in
his frame.
Speak to him!" cried the surgeon,
coming up. "He may rouse"
From Christmas lips burst forth a
terrible tenderness. She called him
endearing names in her strange Ian
guage, she showered kisses upon his
cheek, she laid hers upon his unhurt
hand. At last he opened his eyes and
gazed stupidity at her, then smiled and
muttered a word.
Christina laid him down and stood
erect. She looked full at Randall.
Beloved PASTOR" she said. in her
splendid voice, 1--WE have lone wrong.
We have served too long for money. He
have called me wife. 1t is now the
right time"
And in the afternoon their serious
apprenticeship to prudence was at an
end. They were made man and wife.