The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1900-09-22
A STORY OF COUNTRY LIFE.
BY ALMA L. PARKER, GUIDE ROCK, NEB.
Observation-Disclosures 7IfNz2iN74IM2lS

away what would be the result Of cleo.
ton. 1t was dreary day for her. She
tried to knit, read or sew, to pass the
hours away, but 1t seemed as though
she could not get interested in her work.
Noon-hour arrived and Simon had not
come home, as he had promised. Gym
thia was disappointed. One o'clock ar
rived, and still he did not appear. Two
o'clock and Cynthia could endure her
lonely anxiety no longer; so, putting on
her bonnet, went over to her neighbours
Mrs. Blank to spend the afternoon.
1t was getting late In the afternoons
when their conversation was interrupts
ed by a knock at the kitchen door. Mrs.
Blank. excusing herself from Cynthia's
presence, went to open the door.
Cynthia could not see the caller, but
recognized the voice of Mrs. Bogg, an
other neighbor.
20 Mrs. Blank" she said, "have you
heard about the awful fight down In
Boonsville?"
mo, Mrs. Bogg. Who's had n fightT
"Simon and Uncle Joe Harrington,
and guess Harrington most killed ST.
mon"
whats that?" said Cynthia, as she
hastily entered the kitchen.
beg pardon, Mrs. Grey" said Sarah
Bogg II didn't know you were here"
II thought | heard you say" said
Cynthia. that Simon has had fight
with Joe Harrington"
Yes, that's what said. just heard
about It,"
20 my! What shall do? Where is
SimonY'
"Oh, guess he's all right now, Mrs.
Grey. Some men standing near by
Of ems goin' to bring him home right
lway. l guess he'll live"
"Oh, oh! Was he hurt so bad? do
wonder what caused the trouble"
II heard that Joe Harrington told
around Boonsville that Mr.. Ezra Grey
was Republican, and when Smolhe
it he got ravin' mad, and told Uncle Joe
that he lied. That was the beginning
Of the trouble"
Just then the sound of carriage
wheels were heard, and Cynthia look-
Ing up the road leading to Boonsville,
saw carriage coming occupied by two
gentlemen. One was driving and the
other sat with his head all bandaged
with a white cloth.
It's Simon" said Cynthia with q
sigh
The election was now over; the polls
had closed, and the counting Of votes
began.
Political Simon was not, however,
present to witness the counting. With
his scalp sewed up and his head well
bandaged, the doctor said he thought
he would get along all right IL he lay
quietly in bed for few days.
1t was a sad anxious night for the
Greys. All but Mary were Inundated
because of the fight. Mary said If she
was pa she'd get even with old man
Harrington yet, and IL Winnie ever was
friends with Glen again pa ought to
disown her. Winnie did not say much,
but it was plain to see by her pale face
that she was much affected. She loved
Glen Harrington, yet 1t seemed that
fate was against her.
Many unpleasant thoughts surged
through her troubled brain, disturbing
her slumber and when morning came
her pillow was damp with tears.
When she walked from her room jim
mie said he believed she was powdered.
Gee whiz! Amt she whittier"
Just then a weak voice was heard in
the adjoining room.
as Winnie out there?' came in feeble
accents.
Eyes, pa" said Jimmie.
"Then tell her to come here, please"
(To be continued)