The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1903-01-08
CHAPTER x. (ContInuedJ

case OF prOulBal son ana IaLIeu
calf, no doubt" in such a tone that
Ralph felt himself color with anger;
but he restrained himself, and only
said:
"Sneer IL you want to, Dick, but a
fellow, however hardened he may get
knocking about the world, does still
have soft streak In him somewhere.
] hope you are not short for funds just
now. Dick" changing his tone, alb
ruptly.
Too short to give you any" was the
reply.
THAT wasn't what I meant" an
swered Ralph. IL was going to say |
hoped soon to settle up with you. By
Jove! you may not believe me, but |
shant always be as short as / have
been lately"
Dick looked at Ralph in amazement.
Coming into some property" he
asked, taking the cigar from his mouth
that he might stare harder.
"Well-mind it's not certain-but
confidently expect to do so; and
shan't forget you, old fellow"
Ralph laughed, inwardly, as he
thought how differently he meant his
words from what his listener under
stood them.
II should say you'd better not forget
me-" surlIly responded Dick, because
might make it unpleasant for you If
you did. you know. By the way, is
that girl really your sister, Ralph?"
Caryl's fingers tingled to knock the
fellow down, but he only said:
she is my sister. What do you ask
that for?"
Because never heard you mention
that you had one-in fact, thought
you we're the only darling of your pa
rents"
which shows that you are some
times mistaken, my dear Dick. Julia
was lonesome at home; besides, her
health has net been very good this
summer. and we thought it would be
just the thing for her to get breath
OF salt air."
mighty odd that you wanted the
bother of her, though. Are you COM
ing out as model brother and son, or
are you studying to join the theater?"
Don't chaff, Dick; it doesn't be-
come you"
And Ralph turned to go down In the
cabin, when Dick detained him by say
ing:
Il think can get her boarded with
me-"
She won't stay a week.
"Why?"
It'll be too slow for her"
"Pshaw! You don't know what pow
ers of finding entertainment she has,"
was the answer.
True; she may find amusement in
flirting with Vance Rothesay-when
he gets well ep9ugh. can't think of
anything else she can do"
"Jule doesn't fiirt," said Ralph, with
eyery appearance of truth.
And then he left Dick. secretly some
what discomposed at the mention Of
Rothesay's name, for Ralph had, for
the moment, forgotten the sick man at
Purcell's.
Julia Caryl had rarely been so curl
Gus about anyone as she was about
this girl whom both her brother and
Dick Burt wished to marry, though
from different reasons.
She had not asked Ralph to de-
scribe the girl, because she knew men
saw girls so differently; but she was
prepared to dislike her. Julia did not
like women, anyway and this particu.
lar one she was ready to despise.
1t was the next day after Julia's ar
rival. She had walked along the
beach and seen the houses of the fish
ermen, and been surprised at the pow
erty of their appearance.
Ralph had pointed out the cIump of
dwellings, saying that Miss Purcell
lived in one Of them.
Julia was alone, and she wandered
on the beach, hoping to see someone
thinking she would recognize Kate
Purcell Immediately.
Il suppose she does look little diff
ferent from a fishwoman," she solilo.
quized. cor they wouldn't have called
her the Daughter of the Beach"
She remained half an hour near TIE
houses, but there was little sign of l. ,
In the group, for the men were all out
fishing and the women at work in the
houses.
Kate Purcell as she washed dishes
and swept and tidied the house, saw
the unknown, graceful figure on the
sands. and paused in her work to con-
template II. But she did not pause
long she hurried through her tasks,
ss-J then took her basket to go over TO
the thsr side of the pond burberry
ing.
With her broad hat fastened securely
against the brisk east breeze, she left
the house. and was soon toiling up the
rocky hills where the berries grew in
profusion.
Now along these hills nestle the cot
tages of the Bostonians-then they
were solitary-given up to wilder
ness of trees and bushes, from amid
whose leaves glimpses of the bay could
be seen-rare marine pictures in the
ioveliest OF frames.
Not an hour later, Julia Caryl, hav-
ing left the shore in despair of seeing
what she sought, was wandering along
over the hills, near where Kate Purcell
was industriously picking berries, hap
by In the Wild beauty of the place and
exhilarated by the salt air.
Kate did not know why, but II
seemed to her that never before had
the world been so beautiful--never
had she been so happy. and this, not
withstanding all her anxiety about her
father.
She was not thinking definitely of
anything. but her mind was In a pleas
ant reyery, when she was disturbed by
q cry above her--higher up on the hill.
She paused In her work, almost
thinking 1t was call of some bird !;
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