The Red Cloud chief., 1902-11-28

many other things far better for thee
to learn. In these things the best Of
all good teachers liz thy mother
Il can do these things also, father.
Tho lady loves me and will be unhappy
not to see me-"
Then. let her come here and see
thee. That will be the proper thing.
why not? Always honor myself, as
well as others. That is the Dutch
way; that is the right way. Mind
what tell thee"
His voice had gradually grown
s%terner. and he gently withdrew his
hand from her clasp, and rose as a
man pressed with affairs.
When he had left the room Lysbet
Instantly began to order the wants Of
the house. Katherine still sat at the
table; her eyes were last down, and
she was arranging-without a con-
seriousness of doing so-her bread
crumbs upon her Delft plate. Reused
from her revery she comprehended in
q moment how decisive her fathers
orders were intended to be. Yet in
his matter she was so deeply inter-
ested that she instinctively made an
appeal against them.
Mother, my mother. shall | not 20
once more to see Madam Gordon? So
kind she has been to me! She will
say am ungrateful. that I am rude,
and know not good manners. Yes.
mother, | may go once. A young girl
G not like to be thought ungrateful
and rude"
More than that, Katherine; a young
girl should not like to disobey a good
father. You make me to feel aston
shed n sorry. Here Is the key Of
the best parlor; go now and wash
carefully the fine china-ware."
SO Lysbet turned and left the room.
did not notice the rebellious looA
on her daughters face, the lowering
brows, the resentment In the glance
that followed her, the lips firmly set
to tho mental purpose. ITO see her
lover at all rlsks"-that was the pur.
pose; but how best to accomplish 1t
was not clear to her.
She lifted the key given her and
went to the parlor. 1t was a large,
low room, with wainscoted walls, and
a big tiled fireplace nearly filling II.
The blinds were closed, but there was
enough light to reveal It's quaint and
almost foreign character. The oval
tables were full of curious bits OF
china, dainty oriental w~icker-work, ex-
quisite shells On lacquered trays, won
derfully wrought workboxes and fans
n amulets. AS she moved about
among the strange carven toys and
beautiful ornaments, she couold think
only of him-of his stately manner
and dark, handsome face. She re-
called every word ne said to her as
they sat under the water beeches.
More WILDLY still she recalled the ten
der light in his eyes, the lingering
clasp OF his hand, his low, persuasive
voice. and that nameless charm Of
fashion and culture which perhaps i'm
pressed her more than any other thing.
Among the articles she had to dust
was a square Indian box with drawers.
II had always been called "the writing
box" and ut was partly filed with pa.
per and other materials for litter.
writing. She stood rhaf5re the open
Lid thoughtfully, and a sudden over.
whelming desire to send some mes
sage Of apology to Mrs. Gordon came
into her heart. She could write pretty
we'll and she had seen her mother and
Joanna fold and seal letters; and, al
though she was totally inexperienced
In the matter, she determined to make
the effort.
All difficulties were overcome, one
by one; and the following note in
trusted to the care of Diedricn Becker,
the old man who worked in the garden
and MIXED the cows:
ITO Mistress Col. Gordon
"Honored Madam: My father for.
bids that I come to see you. He thinks
you should upon my mother call. That
you will Judge me to be rude and I'm
grateful, l fear very much. But that
Is not true. I am happy. indeed. !
think all the day OF you.
Your obedient servant,
katherine Van Heemskirk."