The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1902-04-10

later and looked fondly up the northern
pass, hoping for sign OF Rod. the fea- ]
lures in the face of the land had
thinned away so effectuaIly that there
was nothing to see but the weird gray
sky line bordering the coomb--like the
white frilIing to the black dress of a
lady.
The silence of the scene was Inn
mense- Noting moved; and the inn
portanee of man IN a world like that
shielded away to the meanest insig-
nificance.
Two or three bars of music played
at distance, and light, as it were.
from an inelosed place. arrested her
attention.
She thrust her comoIy, uncovered
head out of tie window again in a
twinkling, with her ear acutely alert
to catch continuation of the sound
With tension almost painful to her,
and with cry of joy ready to burst
in a flash from her Hps-for she felt
sure the music was an organ and the
player Rod-she listened again, hold
ing her heart tightly with her hand to
muff1e its beating.
:. It's Roddie Jeans, it's Roddie
Jeans. I know it is she cooed softly to
herself, the breeze with invisible
hand lifted up the corner of her cloak
Hes afraid to come down home cause
It's late So I'll go to him, and,
though 1T may be unmaiden1y, 1 Gamma
help it; for he's my own laddie; he is.
arter ALL
She moved like a swift-footed hare
up the dark and silent "chewer.'
watching the light ahead though it
were the beacon of her life's happi-
ness, and. if it were extinguished. the
spark of her Hfe's woe When she
reached the blue pond and the point
of ascent to the ridge her painting
heart almost burst her bodice with ex-
cited joy, for at that moment she heard
an exultant cry of "Chris!' from
tongue Which she knew well. and an
organ reeied off at madly merry
pace that ever popular ballad The
Warwicl1shire Lads and Lassies.''
It was the weirdest thing Nothing
moved; the darkness was intense: yet
there was an organ playing a stirring
air in the deepest greenwood as gayly
as if it had been broad daylight in
the fashionable streets of Brookington-
With repression admirable in the
woman, Chris herself gave no tongue
to the night, though her heart was
dancing as wildly as the tune She
crept softly to the opening of the shed
and peered ina golden head covered
with a red hood; a picture to capttvate
the eyes and heart of a Warwickshire
lad
Rod was turning the organ with the
blind infatuatiOn OF a dreamer, his hat
off, and his face, as Illuminated by an
emu OF Il IISnEeu c2nQle, winch he haQ
stuck upon the ledge of the barn. glow
ing with positive joy, while as he
turned round, yellow coins came tum-
bling out of a small aperture at the
side down to miniature mountain on
the floor!
Chris, my Christi he cried, seeing
her blue eyes looking in, and leaving
the organ at once to rush at her and
fold her in his big, honest arms. My
lass, my lassie. I'm money-fit now;
me by an old man at Brookington
who I'd been good to, when he died
last ThOmasin'- He sed 'twood be
worth it's weight in gold to me- an
he do seem to have used it as his
money box L was heart broke at
what you te11ed me this marnin' an
at my poor luck; an was goin' to
bide here tonight an tumble naeseP TO
Farmer Urbane tomorror, when 1 fund
this Iett1e door here at bottom of the
organ, an the money came tumbIin'
out''
81 donna so much mind about the
money. Rod, laddie" replied Chris
simply and prettily, just in the same
way as she had said it on that coomb
ridge a year ago, "as I mind about
/ your heart That's mine I know now
and mines yourn- So come home
with me now, 1addie, an never wander
no more
AYE, bring the wearyfu1 sinner
home, cried the rough, kindly voice
/ of Farmer Urbane, who had followed
his daughter to the shed and was now
I looking in
Being an eminently practical little
woman as well pretty one, Chris
gathered up the money, and the three
/ comforted souls, together with the
golden organ which had united them
! strobe down the dark incline to the
I red-peaked homestead-three pictur-
esque shadows natural to the scene
born to it, part of it, inseparabIe
from it.-Chicago Tribune
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