Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1901-08-29


was not well and it was so dashed hot.
Shove me those mortgages, a pen
copy will do"
81 intend to work after hours to
make up for lost time. | will be able
to finish it all" the typewriter re-
sponded quietly.
Tom Hamlin got up impatiently and
began moving about. He had a sneak
ing sensation of being somewhat in
W OF this silent, absolutely upright
assistant. 1t was after Office hours
and he was free to enjoy the drive he
had been longing for. She had a key.
But Hamlin lounged against the win
dow idly watching the swift fingers
flashing owe the keys and fell to re-
viewing his dream again. So vivid had
1t been that even now he could almost
feel the dashing Of the spray. AS for
that other sensation-that slight pres
sure against his sleeve, it had been
with him ever since he awoke. Oh,
well dreams are fantastic things. Ham
lin looked for a long moment at the
clear-cut profile turned toward him
and then abruptly took down a book.
Were her eyes always like that, he
wondered, tired as though she had
looked upon death and the dreariness
Of it? Was it oyer-work or some
thing worse thar work? If she should
look In reality upon that glorious bit
of wild waters, would that jaded light
pass or would it deepen? Dash it all,
why couldn't he have dreamed a mo-
ment longer"
Excuse me. Is this correct?"
Ramlin's quick glance met the tired
eyes then dropped to paper on which
her pencil rested. There in his bold,
reckless hand her nam smiled up at
him provokingly. He caught the pen
ell from her and made a hurried cor
rection while a dark flush warmed his
brow. He detested a mistake.
The ceaseless clicking began again
and Hamlin read on as though his life
depended upon the contents OF the
book. Had he done that fool thing
more than once? AS fate would have
II, scarcely ten minutes passed before
another sheet was at his elbow and
AN inouiring pencil point rested ex-
asperatingly impassive upon. This
time Hamlin made the correction with
dignity and added with a desperate
smile: M# 81 /. 2
Please pass me the rest OF those
sheets. / seem to be determined to
mortgage all you possess"
From time to time his pencil de-
scended with a vicious dash and the
dark red on his brow deepened. At
last, when he felt cooler, he showed
the sheets across to her and glanced
carelessly at the thin face bent over
the machine. A moment later ne was
standing in the hall waiting impa-
tiently for his order.
IL wonder if she would die rather
than admit to me that she was a hu-
man being. This heat is killing her
and yet the only way to make her rest
would be to take her by the shoulders
and nut her out of the office" Then
his order came and he went back 10
her. She was still rather white ABOUT
the mouth.
won't you try some?' he asked
placing a dewy glass at her elbow
Thank you"
1T is SO hot" he commented
"It is indeed" she assented ratner
absently.
Hamlin tried hard to think OF SOME
thing else. Her tea was Sanisnins
with a speed that bespoke more 'nan
natural thirst. ~
Like as rot she has had IeVer oh
her all the afternoon" he reflected. ),
81 had a pleasant dream last nisnt,
he remarked as she put aside nef
glass. -
.Yes?" she returned politely. -.
"Dreamt we were standing OF = GIN
watching a storm at sea, the spray,
and all that. IL was delicious. we
w...o stardipy together"