The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1899-08-17
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to meet that monotonous unchanging
round of toll.
Poor little girl he said, rising and
picking up his sketch book. "And what
a coincidence! If | can see Kate the
fates may take it into their heads to
smile. after ALL"
He descended the hill wh.stling. and.
crossing the common, reached the
dusty road leading to the village. A
rumble of wheels AMI n rattle of har-
ness made him turn his head inquisi-
lively. and then n scene almost identi-
cal with the one that had taken place
on the hill half an hour before was
enacted.
Harold"
Hasland staggered under the hail Of
questions that followed, but struggled
manfully to answer them. Giving the
coachman orders to drive slowly, she
tripped down and they walked on side
by side.
Have you seen Aunt Carrier she
asked.
Good gracious, no, Katie. It's the
came down here day or two ago, and
hadn't the faintest idea in the world
that she was within 100 miles of the
place. | haven't seen her or had line
since our mutual understanding and
the battle that followed. | suppose
she's as flinty as ever?"
Poor fellow" she said sympathetic
cally at must be horrible expert
ence to be cut off with a shilling or
without even that; but I'm sure it
would be infinitely worse for both of
us had we countcnanred her pet scheme
and married. l am very fond of you,
Hal, but"
1T would hardly have been a Darby
and Joan existence, Ell? What does
aunt think about your engagement with
Lord Fiskerton?'
"She didn't like 1t at all at first and
gave me homilies by the hour on my
base ingratltude In abandoning her in
her old age. She declared she would
leave every penny she possessed to
some home for lost donkeys, or some
thing similar
But she seems more cuntpnted since
she got this new lady's companion and
she never writes me without lauding
| this person to the skies
| A sudden bend in the road brought
| them In sight of the struggling village
street. and both paused Simultaneous
w. Hasland was embarrassed and irri-
tated.
IL wish you wouldn't call Miss
Thornton a person. Kate?" he blurted
out. after an awkward pause.
"Oh. you know herr
"You see. Kate" he stammered with
sudden resolution. I'D better make a
clean breast Of it, for after all you owe
me something. The fact is, I'm in love
with her-ovcr head and ears. She's
had rough passage, poor little WON
an, but even taking that into consd.
Grafton, | can't ask her to marry me,
my prncely salary beng something
like $1,000 a year. If you can do moth.
ing else, be kind to her. Promise"
"Of course WILL" she answered.
The old lady was not in a pleasant
temper. She motioned to Miss Thorn.
ton. who had been reading to her, to lay
down the book.
Il think a little sunshine will do me
no HARM" she said sharply. LET us
walk down as far as the river"
They crossed the quaint wooden
bridge and turned down the shady
path under the willows.
Near the gate that barred the path
stood an easel, and an artist was busily
brella.
The recognition was instantaneous
and the old lady caught her breath
gaspngly. while Hasland compressed
his lips.
Then. for the third time In the three
days the little tableau was enacted
Harold" she said hesitatlngly.
aunt"
The old lady stood irresolute for q
moment, and then extended both hands
which Hasland caught in his.
That evening, just at dusk. Harold
ITasland and Ethel stood on the broad
veranda together. His arm was about
her waist
ut Is all so strange" she whispered
that | can hardly realize it yet"
ut is strange" he answered, with 9
kiss, but it is true for all that."-Lon
don Evening News.
Making IA Left-Handed Admission
Three citizens-one lawyer. one g
doctor and one newspaper man-sa
In a back room recently in the gray
light of the early dawn. on the table