The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1899-11-30
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chair.
"Who is It, wife," he asked.
"a young man." she replied.
The farmers lip set tight as he wit
messed a glance which passed between
his wife and his daughter
81 understand" he said, severely.
with a determined look at the anxious
face of the girl. THAT London chap,
Leslie Austin"
Yes. father" she replied.
"I'll settle his business for him." and
Farmer Smith strobe into the parlor,
his heavy boots sounding a death-knell
to the faint hopes in the sinking heart
of pretty, winsome Alice Smith. $50
you're here again, eh?"
The brusque interrogatory did not
seem to crush the courteous, handsome
young man. who arose and faced the
farmer.
YES, Mr. Smith," was his reply.
"And on the same old Grand | sup
pose?'
"Yes. sir; l came to ask your con-
sent"
You can't have it"' interrupted
Farmer Smith. savagely. "Alice amt
going to marry you or anybody else,
just yet"
you've heard me. Mr.. Leslie Austin.
You can't have my daughter"
81 love her. Mr.. Smith,"
Nonsense! She's too young to know
her own mind. have said my say,
and the harvest hands are waiting.
Good-iay, sir"'
Under such determined resistance.
Leslie Austin retreated. He bit his
lips anGrily, as he walked rapidly down
the road to the village hotel.
ITS n shame" decided his friend
Bob Townsend, as he heard the dis
appointed lovers story
I'VE think so much of each other"
murmured Leslie, mournfully.
"You amt going to give up this way,
are you" asked Bob.
Leslie looked up inquiringly.
What else can do?" he asked.
Marry her" said Bob.
Her father won't consent"
Suppose he don't"
Leslie started. but shook his head
slowly
81 know what you're hitting at, Bob
al elopcment."
You're right"
"But ii could not be-"
"Why not?"
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father and am. too. for that matter"
Bob scowled patiently.
NONSENSE" he asplrated. angrily.
"See here. Leslie. If you were the ir-
responsible chap old Smith thinks you,
I'd hesitate; but you aln't-youre an
honest, well-to-do lawyer, respectfully
connected, and only laboring under a
prejudice on the farmers part, that
because neighbor Jones girl married
worthless man from the metropolis all
such matches must end similarly"
Granted"
therefore. being in the right, and
the old farmer being in one OF his mad
moods, Id outwit him."
Howl"
i ne query WAS encouraging,
Run away with Alice" said Bob.
81 can't"
"Why not?
''lIer father watches her too closely"
"Thats the only reason, Is it2"
81 believe So"
"She's willing?"
presumably"
"And you"
80. Bob, you're talking nonsense, i
might as well go back to London and
wait until Mr.. Smith changes his
mind
And let some other fellow have
Alice. You're brave lover!'
Leslie was respondent.
Il have plan, If you're plucky
enough to follow 1t out" suggested
Bob
Leslie's face grew expectant at the
hint.
"What is it?" he asked.
Listen
What Bob told the discouraged lover
need not be repeated. The subsequent
acts of the conspirators afford a suf-
ficient explanation.
1t was the next day that faithful Bob
reconnoitered the ground, and found
that Farmer Smith had indeed taken
due precaution to prevent his daughter
meeting or running away with Leslie.
But Bob managed TO get letter TO
the fair prisoner-a letter after reading
which secretly she manifested her &C.
uuiescence to Its contents by an intel
ugent nod to the messenger.
1t was the afternoon of the day fol-