Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1899-01-27

promptly. q DO not like being made to
feel in disgrace every hour of the day.
I know well what it feels like. IL is un-
bearable."
'srhat sort Of thing doesn't last"
said Herr Won Kreuser. "Your mamma
will grow weary of showing her dis
pleasure, and will soon condone the Of
tense. After all, what is the offense?
A trifling act of willfulness. 1t is no
more. There is no sin about it." He
broke off. adding, in tone of gentle
raillery: "That Goldylocks has such a
tender conscience is really quite reve-
lation! Is this the first time she has
taken one line, and her mamma an
other? No? And has she al
ways worn such look of distraction
when proposing to herself to carry out
her own wishes
"Now you are laughing at me-" said
Irene; "that is not fair"
mo, it isn't" was his quick rejoinder.
"You want encouragement, and first
give you my wife's opinion-which is
not complimentary, and as though
that were not enough, I imply that you
suffer from the prickings Of conscience.
Of course, there is really no question
of conscience in the matter. Baroness
Ley den is little unreasonable, and her
daughter, who is no longer baby to
be told to do or not to do this or that
according to her mamma's-shall we
say caprice Thinks she will, for once,
have her own way, and rebels. In an
ether, you would say it was natural.
Why have different rule for your
self?"
''You think to excuse me by accus-
ing mamma said Irene, with more
shrewdness than might have been ex-
pected in one so young.
"Not at all. do not see that the
subject requires an excuse. Forgive
plain speaking, but don't you think
you are making fuss about nothing?"
His companion colored, and drew in
her lip under her little white teeth.
'There-now I have vexed you," said
he. pray, don't look SO angry, Colby
locks
II am not angry" said Irene, CURLY.
"And now" she went on, after pause,
"and now, how shall we manage? Who
is to order the horses to be saddled?''
Leave that to me-" was his reply.
"You have nothing to do but to 60 in
and put on habit"
"You talk as though I were accus-
toned to ride. have no habit
well, well-get some heavy skirt.
Anything will do, for no one is likely
to see you"
II don't know. Do you think I am
doing wrong?"
I'VE will consider the ethics of the
question after the ride" was his good
humored reply. "Why, Goldylocks, you
look quite pale! After all, I believe my
wife was right! You are afraid"
mo, no y you don't under
stand"
perhaps not. But do you, my fair
Amazon?"
II don't know. have half a mind
to-" She paused, adding with q
forced laugh, do you believe in fore
bodings?"
"My belief is that you are fright
fully nervous and would give anything
to have enough courage to give up
your first lesson"
1T is not that, I tell you. I wish
that is, I wish mamma were not so I'M
reasonable. If she had not forbidden
it, 1 should not have had this uncom-
Portable feeling"
1T is not too late to draw back now,'
said he. stifiy. II should be sorry to
force any pleasure upon YOU" AS he
spoke, he stood still, and she, turning
so as to face him, leant against the
smooth bole of great beech, whose
roots, forming verita-
BILE trap for the unwary, stretched right
across the path.
"You are vexed with me, said the
girl, nervously.
Herr Won Kreuser returned no an
swer. He was looking on the ground
and stroking his beard with his left
hand, trick his friends knew well.
Irene knew it, too.
"Come," said she, still more nervous
ly, IF had foreboding, it is now a
thing of the past. I daresay you were
right, and had a momentary fit of
cowardice. But it is quite over, and
see myself, by anticipation, flying
through the woods and meadows at
speed to which lightning will seem
Slow"
THAT is all very tine," said Herr Won
Kreuser, resulning his walk and his
ordinary tone of voice, "all very fine,
G0ldylocks. Let me, however, assure
you that until you can sit your horse
properly you will not go beyond walk
If am to be your master"
"Of course, you are to be MASTER"
said Irene, recovering her spirits, and
fastening her steps. "Only let us go
a little faster, or we shall have mamma
at home before I have even learnt to
get into saddle"
\ few minutes brought them to the
house, when Herr Won Kreuser went
straight to the stables, with the air Of
one perfectly at home, and the girl ran
upstairs to prepare for her ride.
Half an hour later Irene, dressed in
d plain, dark skirt and jacket, her hair
shining like nimbus, round and un-
der q close-fitting cloth cap, her eyes
dancing with pleasure, was standing
on the step of the house door.
II found whip" she cried, tri-
umphantly. Just look at the handle:
Isn't it pretty?" A little boy was at
the horses heads, holding the reins
and grinning. you, Paul? Where's
your father?" she added, as her glance