Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1903-09-23

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pull in the chimney corner. The porter
appeared, and Alan asked, us my Sis
ter's room ready"
"Yes, it's good and warm now, suh,"
| said the negro. II started the fire an
hour ago"
"Oh, you are going to hurry me Off to
bed" the girl said, with an audible
sigh.
"You must be tired after that ride"
said Alan coldly.
"That's a fact, you must be-" echoed
Miller. "Well, If you have to go you
can finish telling me in the morning.
You know I'm going to spend the night
here, where have regular room, and
I'll see you at breakfast"
"Oh, I'm SO glad!' said Adele. Yes,
can finish telling you i'll the morning.
Then she seemed to notice her brothers
long face, and she laughed out teasing
ly, "Tll bet he and Dolly are no nearer
together than ever"
you are right Miller Joined in her
mood, .'the colonel still has his dogs
ready for Alan, but they'll make it up
some day, hope. Dolly is next to the
smartest girl l know
"Oh, you are fiatterer," laughed
Adele, and she gave Miller her hand
Don't forget to be UP for early break
fast We must start soon in the morn
ing. I'm dying to see the home folks"
Alan was glad that Miller had a
room of his own, for he was not in
mood to converse with him, and when
Adele had retired he refused Miller's
profrered cigar and went to his own
room.
Miller grunted as Alan turned away.
Hes had bad news Of some sort" he
thought, "and it's about Dolly Barclay.
wonder, after all, If she would stick
to a poor man. l begin to think some
women would. Adele Is of that stripe
yes, she is, and isn't she stunning look
ing? She's n gem of the first water,
straight us die, full of pluck, and
she's all right-all rightv'
He went out on the yeranda to smoke
| and enjoy repeating these things over
| to himself. The bonfires in the street
were dying down to red embers, around
which stood n few stragglers, but there
was blaze OF new light over the
young mans head. Along his horizon
had dawned n glorious reason for his
existence. q reason that discounted ev-
cry reason he had ever entertained.
adele. Adele" he said to himself, and
then his cigar went out. Perhaps, his
thoughts ran on in their mad race with
happiness perhaps, with her fair head
or her pillow, she uas thinking Of him
as he was OF her.
Around the corner came crowd OF
young men singing negro songs. They
passed under the veranda, and Miller
recognized Frank Hillhouse's voice
'sThat you, Frank?" Miller called out,
leaning over the railing.
Yes. That you. Ray?' Hillhouse
stepped out into view. Come on. We
are going to turn the town over. Every
sign comes down, according to custom
| you know. Old Thad Moore is drunk in
the calaboose. They put him in late this
evening We are going to mask and
let him out. It's a dandy racket. We
are going to make him think we are
White Caps and then set him in the
bosom Of his family. Come on"
II can't tonight declined Miller.
with laugh. I'm dead tired"
well, II you hear all the church
bells ringing you needn't think it's
fire and jump out of your skin We
amt going to sleep tonight, and we
don't intend to let anybody else do It,"
well, go 1t while you are young.''
Miller retorted, with laugh. and ELL
house Joined his companions In mis-
chief. and they passed on. singing