Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1901-03-16

"Fearlessness and gentleness." The
answer came without hesitation.
W ont you grant me thesaa" He
stood over her with laughing eyes. Re-
MEMBER the valves I've Weaned and the
sitting hens I've conquered"
The idea of marrying YOU Why we
nave dug up the violet beds strung
leans, shelled peas together Goodness.
man. want some romance IN my mar.
mage. What put such thought in your
head?' She looked at him scrutinizinglv.
.! thought as much. You met Miss
Nancy and she told you that positively
you were my last hope. She played on
your sympathies, and babe YOU come to
the rescue. I'm awfully much obliged,
but-but 1 decline with thanks She
sprang to her feet and mad,, him a low.
nockng bow.
IF you dislike me-
Il don't! But you are not in love with
me. She turned to him suddenly: Love
ccmes-love comes she faltere5. and
the color mounted to her brow.
How" he asked eagerly
with music" she said slowly. ''and
| light, and perfume. Oh, YOU know how
love comes"
Has it come to you like that
NO" she said reflectively. 1t hasn't
come at ALL
Loves a tender little fellow: closed
doors and icy manners brighten him
away, Jennie" He took both h-r hands
He comes to SO few of us like that. It's
| the daily association, the gradual de-
pendence upon each other. It's pro-
Iinquity. You've said dozen times you
would not be an old maid. Prove it:
You've said the villagers shouldn't
know a breath of your marriage. Prove
! it: I'm going to Scotland tomorrow" He
| laughed at her speechless astonishment.
! You said you would give them some-
| thing to talk about some day. Now is
your opportunity
| I've no clothes,'' said she. I;,ug'hingly.
NO woman ever had: but the new gray
silk-lined tailor suit looks brdely
enough. And there's New York if you
want more"
Father" she called to the man who
came down the hall. "Why, father she
faltered, as he paused in the doorway.
It's what ye threatened lass Jim's
| n good lad"
| You would be wiling" There was
| tone of entreaty in her VOICE
aye, aye, lass" He crossed the room,
kissed her and went out.
You are so valuable to hii.," the tears
| lose me-"
Might he not gain a son. MacDon.
aids manner became suddenly business
| like. Shall it be at in the morning?
! shall attend to everything and have the
| license and the minister here
She threw back her head defantly.
THE train leaves at 5. May we help
you with your trunk. And shall we leave
our best wishes to the dear people who
have simplifed things for us ana to Miss
| Nancy an extra share?''
"Oh, how hate you" She stamped her
foot; her face was atlame. her dark eyes
flashed and then-her slight form swayed
toward him.
Mrs. James MacDonalds husband re-
sretted that the hour prevented the VIII
layers from attending the ceremony, but
at the station the couple wers literally
showered with rice and old shoAs.
Mrs. MacDonald's pretty, smiling face
looked back from the frame of the car
window.
"Ill never forgive you." her best girl
| friend called, never"
The morning mists We're lifting from
the familiar hills and the birds sang as
it they would split their threats.
| Miss Nancy" the brides bast friend
went up to the middle aged woman on
the platform, last night you circulated
a report that spread like fire. I didn't
believe 1t, but it's true. Even the trip
abroad is true! Were you in the secret?"
close observer would have noticed
| that Miss Nancy was absolutely dazed.
but she smiled and kept har COUNSEL
and SO did the groom.