Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1900-10-16


ened. The card bore, in neat script, the
W. words, Mark Thorn"
"He sutinly warnt ter see yuh,'' said
Tita. "He ask foah yuh berry plain"
II suppose I must see him them said
the girl quietly. She had completed a
more elaborate toilette than usual as she
and Tita intended to take one off he long
street car rides which had been her only
outings during the summer.
"Glad you are spruced up some," grunt-
ed Tita. HE air a fine young gemman?"
There was no m%istaking the look OF sur
prise that came over the stalwart young
mans face when he saw enter a tall
young woman, self-possessed and fash
lonably clad. 1t amounted almost to
confusion.
lis this Miss Mary Macpherson" he
asked, II came to see you from your
brother Davy."
us he ill?' she asked in a low voice,
"Is he ill?"
20 no, on the contrary quite we'll and
happy. I own the next farm to the one
where he Is staying and I have become
much Interested in him. He thinks and
I think that he can help himself some and
he asked me to see you and talk it over"
The frightened Look went out of Mary's
eyes, leaving them very soft and sweet.
She listened carefully while Mr.. Thorn
went over the details of his plan which
was that Davy should live with him dur
ing the next winter, go to school and
have a stout pony to carry him to
fro. At first Mamie could not under
stand.
And what is he to do for all this?' she
asked timidly. He is mot strong.'
"Be company for me for one thing
answered the young man in a firm,
CHEEKY voice, and grow strong. That is
enough"
hen Mamie understood, and when
the full realization of all 1t meant dawn
ed on her, the tears gathered in her eyes
and fell on her while gown. Presently she
raised her head.
"It means everything she said slow.
ly, "for you shall know, if Davy has not
told you, that I am only here as a care
taker during the absence of the family.
When they return, the old life must be-
gin again."
LET us hope not he said very gently,
'for things never are the same. I have
known toll myself, toll and anxiety. The
farm on which Davy will live is only en-
tirely mine today. I have this morning
paid into the bank the last hdollar of a
AAoA . GAYS "AAA OAAS AASAo, ~ AS q ~
Mr.. Isadore Elsenheimer. So I am hap
py i'm my first days of freedom"
Old Tita, with a pipe, seated on the
back porch, presently heard the sound of
laughter.
de fust time she LATED good in her
life, I Spect," she grulnibled. SHE won't
go 'beggin's eff she meets de right man.
Mr.. Mark Thorn used his first days of
freedom to make many pleasant hours
for Mary Macpherson. To her he was a
superior being, to him she was a sweet,
reticent creature who knew SO little Of
the world that he really wondered In
the midst of poverty she as well as the
cripple had preserved a singular good
ness and patience.
The days of the summer went on, but
Mamie's days were changed. Mark Thorn
came often from the country to see her
n once brought Davy, who seemed to
nav completely outgrown mis- past life
and was remarkably cheerful. He was
delighted with NAMES situation.
"You shall not work SO hard, Mamie
he asserted boyishly, I'm going to strike
out for myself, amt l, Mr.. Thorn. When
I'm a man I can take care of you, can't
I, MI. Thorn?"
II think you can, Davy," replied the
young farmer. unless there is some one
else ready before you are"
AS he spoke he looked at the girl. She
was sitting in a swing chair, smiling, her
earnest, loving eyes on the boy, her
thoughts busy with the future. Al his
words she turned, a little startled. His
eyes met hers for an instant and she
| grew red.
"Perfecly delicious!" cried Mrs. d.
senheimer when she read a letter from
Mamie in Prague. Perfectly delicious,
although I ont know where to get an
other seamstress and there's three trunks
full of things from Paris. She is going to
be married the day we get home, Isa-
dore, and Til just send her a check to
buy a wedding dress. Foor little thing!
I'm so glad-I have had an elegant time
Isadore, and this just put the finishing
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