Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1900-05-05

news that must be worked off. "John Bile
man, the baker In the v llage they always
dealt wild, has been forbidden to give 'em
another loaf, and the butchs is threatened
If he gives 'em joint, an the Clonbree butch
er has been t%elegraphed to also, miss, an
there's the world an all to payr'
do you mean that they are going to treat
him as they did Mr.. Bence JonesP' says
Miss Penelope, Indignantly.
"Troth, l believe so, ma'am."
"Will Mr.. Brian have to milk the cows?'
says Terence, at which astounding thought
both he and Kit break into merry lau shteI
until checked by Monica's rcprOach'nl gaze.
How can they laugh when Brian may be
Starring?
"FaiX, it's awful, miss; an, the ould man
to be wantin' for things now,-he that allus
KEEP a fine table, 10 spake truth Of him, and
liked his bit an sup amazin', small blame TO
him.. I'm thinkin' its hungry enough he'll
be now for the future, the crathur! Oh,
wirra! wirra!' says Timothy, sympathetic.
ally, as he shambles toward the door.
When he is gone, Miss Priscilla turns up
on Terence and Kit.
II must say, / think your mirth at such 4
time unSeemly," she says. IL am glad Mon
lea takes no part In il. Terence, did you 60
up to the widow DriScoll with my message
this morning."
"YeS, aunt
She evidently expected him TO say mo"
because her tone Is considerably Modified
when she speaks again.
"Was she pleased, do you Think"
"Yes, aunt"
'Shc said so, perhaps?'
"No, aunt"
"rhen what did she say? l wish, my
dear boy, YOU would try to be a little less
reticent."
"She said, Her duty to YOU, aunt, and her
very coarse veins We're worse than ever"
"VaricOSe, Terence, -NaricoSe!
"She said very coarse, aunt, and | sup
pose she knows more about them than any
one else"
lie has a very sweet face and IL is more
than usually so as he says all this.
And her son, how Is he, poor sOulY asks
Miss Penelope, as Miss Priscilla withdrawS,
beaten, into the background.
His duty TO yOu, too, and he is better,
but he has been much afflicted with the egg
cups for the last two days"
''The Whdtr' says Miss Penelope, looking
perplcyed In the extreme.
"Oh, Terry how can you be so sIlly"'
says Kit, with another merry laugh.
'llow am | Silly?" with an impossible
countenancc. Young Driscoll is silly, OF
course, and evidently looks upon part OF the
breakfast-warc as enemies Of some sort. But
that Is not my fault"
'IIiccouEhs he must have meant, my
dear, " says Mss Prise LA, hastily. Dear
-dear-dcar! what Il terrible shock he
thcy-muSt have got last night at Cooler
Il n 4
When day Is deepening into cvcntidt,
Monica finding Kit alone, knerlS down be-
side her, and laySIcr check to hers.
All day long she has been Breeding miscr.
ably over her lovers danger, and dwelling
with foolish pcrS.Stency upon future dan,
gers born Of her terrified imagination.
4 She had been down TO their t~rySting-place
at the river, hardly hoping TO find him there,
yet had been terribly disappointed when she
had not found him, Brian at that very mo.
ment being busy with police and magiS.
trates and law generally.
"What is il, ducky?' says Kit, very ten.
derby, laying down her book and pressing
her pretty sister close TO her.
kit" says Monica, with fearful eyes, "lG
you think it is all true that Timothy said
this morning about t%hcir-their St0rring al
COole? Oh, Kit, | can't bear TO think he Is
hungrV!'