Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1900-12-20
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The. Curse of the Ragged Thirteen.
There tWete setsralseasons why; did
not ssgitS sMaguirse sah account Of the
visiS .Mit1aXAish 4 .nsAs sAesp honsared.
that long explanation would have
YecoAdlS-.-aad heard asra courtev's
storH ill ths strength Of the fact Frhat
feeemed like one who might be trust
ed. Moreover, I should very likely
never see her in the house again. since
7 ebuld not return her visit, and, from
.what4shes;told me, lit was. highly i'm
8 BESRr5 mS that : her father would 'ca'l
Mcguire kept firing away at the pub
a3shsss' mn sysjt i nIe l1isa - he
iit4s iifs Smaller artillefy2short
sstenise"sa.ta-t4re. 4 iite4=etu st1ear upon" the
autocrats of the publishing world was
Sublime in its audacity, and many
TIRES i,esu1tdd~in the return of his. MS.
editors of papers and magazines and
the way in which he ordered up the
.ranfea '''''" -
All. lHey uO1l / hllOW SOUu lulllS
when you see it," he would burst out,
las the: postman once more. brought the
'wandereri;h home safely. cit 81 my firm
belief,i. jack. that Shakespeare was
Iuck$ to write when he did, for if"he'd
written inthese days.: when there's so
many at the game, he'd have been a
fortunate fellow if he hadn't got
small library of printed matter and
lletters:with' the Editors compliments
and regrets or note about want of
space or some such polite information.
I.honlti think they've time: ito read Half
what they get"
Thsn he Wo a liz; seEioYsly G2nslasr
BE- iYb -Ms! lin s7a
sua'siye tongue, and, Sta,at 1ikE
had maligned the, race of editors be-
W6uH spend half the day doing it UP
aigIir,'f ies:iWith ia letter that
might: prcxe tempting enough to lure
and land some publisher. a.:
=. The weeks went by and brought US
:, to the beginning of August; and all
this time. I had never even caught "a
glimpse of Miss Nora Courtney, though
had often seen her father Whose.
identity I had established by referring
to the proprietor of the hotel'patron-
lied by the elderly Irishman.
I patrolled the streets at all likely
and unlikely hours, but. it Was of. no
avail, and began to suspect that the
young lady was purposely avoiding me.
One day I strolled somewhat farther
afield than usual, and found. myself: in
!; the midst of wood, and as 'ra1nbled
on from. one glade to another I could
not but be- astonished that. these:sylXan:
scenes existed in such close proximity
80 I1oi1dens Il was in the heart OF: the:
who'd when I caught sight ola figure
dressed in: white: lying In: the: :aha deipf
an oak. and as: I drew. neal. =: recas:.
nized Miss, Courtney. She. was IS, stretch
ed in an easy attitude. on the. grass, APP
aparently studying a book that: lay open
~befure her. and so absorbed was she
jim; its; contents; and. So soft; was the
carpet of verdure on which .trod, that,
Without her being aware; of my pres
ee,YII was able to reach oyer her.
shoulder, to notice that the book,
child S primer, was wen "thumbed and
dpg,eaNsdzr., ! ii:
W. MA SOLITUDE :,of ; ths,; place she had
chosen as her study. and the condi,
tionHt the oDA5ioK that ibore silent, testi-
F,meayerte=her application..gave me the
idea that she had become ashamed of
| Her ignorance and was Strying'to teach
lersalfassU instead Of! startling her. by.
sneaking,4 I. slipped. away noiselessly,
a1id,' making circuit, cahhae '' from
-anether Objection This time I con-
tfiYed that. she should hear me while
F.I:was Still Ut aistaaiee, SO that before
I reached her she had hidden away her
50 shs greeted rs With easy SKIS conF!teS y
a. Az Xsfy z6f4y, a iilgi;igk 7oss btaut
what brings you into these .ilds,