The Red Cloud chief., 1902-11-21
The Bow of Orange Ribbon
ROMANCE OF NEW YORK
Ey AMELIA +. BARR
Author Of Friend OI~ie." f. Thou and tho Other oos."E ITO,
Copyright 1885, by podd, Mead and Company.

Semple was quite sensible OF Joan
mas presence, and of what she was
doing.
At this point Katherine Van Heems.
Kirk came into the room. and the elder
slightly moved his chair and said.
Come ava. my bonnie lassic. and Iet
us haze a look at you" And Katherine
laughingly pushed n stool towards the
IRE. and sat down between the two
men on the hearthstone. She vas the
daintiest little Dutch maiden that
ever latched a shoe-very diminutive,
with a complexion like a sea.shell.
great blue eyes. and such a quantity
of pale yellow hair that II made light
OF It's ribbon snood. and rippled over
her brow and slender white neck In
b~cwildering tui1s.
Long before supper was over,
Madam Van IIeemskirk had discov-
cred that this night Elder Semple had
a special reason for his call, and when
the meal was finished, and the girls
gone to their room, she was not aston.
ished to hear him say. 'Joris, let us
light another pipe. | haze something
to speak ancnt-Sit still, guidewife,
we shall want your word on the mat.
ter
"On what matter. elder?"
"Anent n marriage between my son
Neil and your daughter Katherine"
The words fell with a sharp dis.
tinctness, not u%nkindly, but as II they
were more than common words. They
were followed by a marked silence. a
silence which In no way disturbed
Semple. He knew his friends well,
and therefore he expected 1t.
Joris at last said slowly, For Kath.
crime the marriage would be good. and
Iysbet and | would like It. However,
we will think a little about It; there
is time, and to spare. One should not
run on a new road. Say what you
think. Lysbet."
Neil is to my mind. when the time
comes. But yet the child knows not
perfectly her Heidelberg. And there
is more; she must learn to manage q
house OF her own. SO in time. l say,
1t would be a good thing. We have
been long good friends"
I'VE haze been friends for four gen.
erations, and we may safely tie the
knot tighter now. The land between
this place and my place. on the river,
side, Is your land, Joris. Give It to
Katherine, and | will build the young
things a house; and the furnishing
and plenishing we'll share between
u.s."
There Ia more to a wedding thar
house and land. elder. A young CIR
should be woOed before she Ia mar
ried. You know how 1t is: and Kath
crime, the little one, she thinks not o.
such a thing as love and marriage"
VIVA kens what thoughts are under
curly locks at seventeen? You'll hat
noticed, madam. that Katherine ha,
come mair often than ordinar' to Sem
pie House lately?"
That is so. II was because of Col
GOrdon's wife, who likes Katherine
She Is teaching her a new stitch II
her crewel.work."
"Hum-m-m! Mistress Gordon
has likewise a nephew, a vera hand
some lad. | hae seer that he takes 9
deal O interest in the crewelstitct
likewise. And Neil has seen II too
for Neil has set his heart on Rather
ine-and this afternoon there was q
look passed between the young men
dinna like. Wen be hacing a chat
lenge, and twa fools playing at muir
der, next"
Il am glad you spoke, elder. Thank
you. I'll turn your words over in my
heart" But Van Heemskirk was un,
der a certain constraint; he was be.
ginning to understand the situation,
to see in what danger his darling
might be-. He was apparently calm;
but an angry fire was gathering In his
eyes, and stern lines settling about the
lower part of his face.
MY Lysbet Is the finest lady In the
whole land. Let her daughters walk
in her steps. That is what I want.
Now, there is enough, and also there
Is some one coming"
1T will be Neil and Bran: and, az
the words were spoken, the young
men entered.
Again you are late, Bran; and
the father looked %curiously in his
sons face. II was like looking back
upon his W youthi for Bran Van
Heemskirk had all the physical traits
Of his father-his great size, his COM
handing presence and winning ad.
dress, his large eyes. his deep, sonor-
Gus voice and slow speech.
With the advent of Bran and Neil,
the consultation ended. The elder,
grumbling at the chill and mist,
wrapped himself In his plaid, and
leaning on his sons arm, cautiously
picked his way home by the light of q
lantern. Van Heemskirk put aside his
pipe, nodded gravely to his son, and
went thoughtfully upstairs.
In his W room he sat down on a
big oak chest; and, as he thought, his
wrath slowly gathered. Semple knew
that gay young English officers were