Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1902-09-02
fact that all the service in the house


"And about the bolts?" she said.
"But mol" seeing me demur at the
extra expenditure-"I will pay for
those myself. There is no hurry at
least until after Very well, then.
ten dollars week. all told"
when do you wish to Gomez"
"Now," said she, "at once!"
Your trunks will come later,
suppose?"
Yves, l have my satchel with me,
enough to get along with at present"
"Satchel?" said, looking about on
the veranda floor, for we had
emerged from the room.
eyes, it's out there by the gate,
with my wheel. Do you mean to say
you didn't see me ride up? There's
the wheel, under that old elm tree.
Shall l bring the satchel in?"
Without waiting for answer, she
ran down the steps, seized upon the
satchel and came through the gate,
pushing the wheel awkwardly along,
| the satchel banging against her thin
| knees. 1t proved to be dress-suit
| case, and was marked -. A. D."
TITS mans case" she said, "but
find it holds more than my bag.
It's my brothers."
"Your brother's?" 1 said, tenta-
lively.
Eyes, but you needn't bother about
Jamie. He's gone the way of his
kind. 1 shall never see him ON this
earth again
How long was he ill?" 1 asked,
sympathetically.
She turned away and brushed her
hand across her eyes with boyish
gesture.
"He wasn't i'll at all. He went off
in a moment, as it We're. They do
sometimes. We none of us knew of
| it until it was too late to do any
| thing. But there! l have talked
| enough for one day. She yawned
politely behind her gloved hand.
''How soon can l have the room?
I'm dead tired
make it up?" said I. '"rhe maid
is-"
"Yes," said she, cutting into my
explanation and saving me black
mark in the book of the Recording
Angel, but hurry, please, for I am
really worn out
AS she seated herself, l saw that
her shoes We're very muddy-not
with wet mud, for the day was bright
and sunny, but with mud that had
| been wet and had dried.
"You are looking at my Shoes" she
said, laughing as if she enjoyed the
situation. Il had to walk some dis
lance from my last engagement.
1t was the night before last. The
| man died, and there was nothing
more for me to do. The roads were
muddy. if you remember, and l had
| left my wheel at the lodge. They
had no idea that he would die so
soon, and, in fact, neither had I.
| Well, his troubles are over But, do
pardon me, and do get the bed ready
for me, or 1 shall go to sleep out
here"
| She leaned back in my rocker, with
her eyes closed, her yellow bang
showing. Her hair, which was coarse
and curly, poked out beneath hel
veil.
J. went into the room and opened
the closet-door l took down the
understanding sheets and the pillow
cases. | removed the checked cover
from the spread and blankets, and
then l went to the window, the pill
low between my teeth, the FELLOWSHIP
between my two hands. Don't YOU
think" l began. The rocker was
empty; there was no one there.
| put my head out of the window to
see where my new ledger had be-
taken herself to. There lay the
dress-suit case, and there stood the
wheel; then she had not vanished
just as l had become easy about
those baseball bills. AS l looked, she
came round the corner of the house
She yawned again as she saw me
and said, II am trying to keep awake
until you get that everlasting room
ready. l have been taking Il survey
of the premises. You seem to be
pretty lonely out here"
"Oh, mol" said. This is the high
road. Lawyer Jennison's house is
only half a mile farther on, ant
Farmer Barker, you know, is lust 6
little way back, not more than mills
or so.''
Getting crowded." said my new
boarder, with q laugh. And whose
is that large house that see way off
there on the hill? l suppose those
great iron gates that | passed arc
the entrance? 1t seems Il fine place.
"Oh, that's the Darlington place
Don't you know about the Darling
tons"
She turned and clutched the piazz'
rail. Il am so tired,' she said; an
really, l saw that she had grow
pale under her coat of tan. Il will
hurry" l said. $50 you haven't hear'
about the Darlingtons?" Countr,
people think that strangers mus
know all about their magnates.
1.-THE Darlingtons? How should
know about the Darlingtons? VIVA
should l know about the Darling
tons? l know nothing about any
one here; come from another coun