The Aberdeen Democrat. (Aberdeen, South Dakota) 1???-1909, 1903-04-03

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were on his face.
"Isn't il a little gem, Horatio?"
Eyes, oh, yes, Martha, / like it,
he said, warmly. "You go right in
and buy it. Don't you wait, or some
body else will get in ahead. The po'
sizes on it are beautiful. Martha, it
reminds mel"
After q little he went on alone,
down the street. M
Easter Sunday dawned clear and
perfect. Martha woke to the trill
of Easter carols outside her window.
A myriad of little birds seemed w,
ing with each other to celebrate His
rising The jubilant chorus filled all
the air.
I'm thankful it's pleasant
thought Martha. II want it to be
pleasant to-day" She went about
her morning duties with a light
heart. At breakfast she chartered
like a girl.
"Horatio, you're going to church
with me to-day! thought you might
like to know!"
mo, no, MARTHA" he said, hastily;
II guess 1 won't go to-day-not to-
day."
II said you were going!" she
laughed. Didn't you promise to
love, honor and obey IS years ago!
I'm through marching off to church
alone every Sunday morning"
"But Tn tired, Martha. I'm going
to stay at home and get rested up
for tomorrow"
..Yes, I know-I guess I'm always
tired, Martha"
Then you must go to church and
rest. Horatio Whitney, do you know
how long ago it was that you went
to church with me?"
mo, I don't. Don't reckon,
Martha"
"Well. I won't if you'll turn ovc1
a new leaf to-day. I've set my heart
on your going to meeting with me,
dear"
He flushed painfully. Martha was
making it very hard. If she hadn't
said 'dear:"
"But II can't, Martha. I'd like to
if I could"
Say: But I can, dear'-say it,
Horatio!" She was round onihis side
of the table, with her hand on his
arm. "Come upstairs and get ready
We don't want to be late on Easter
I've got your things all out on the
bed"
IL haven't any things, Martha,
You mustn't ask mel can't go"
"Well. I've got my things all out
on the bed. then. l want you to
come up and see my things. dear.
Comet"
He could not resist her. She was
like the old girl Martha-persisten,
and irresistible. He yielded weakly
and followed her up the stairs. The
Easter things We're spread out on the
bed. Horatio Whitney uttered a
queer sound at the sight of them.
Martial"
We'll, don't you like them? Don't
you like my Easter bonnet, dear?
l like it better than any I ever had
before, all the casters of my life,
Now ! will try it on and let you see
how becoming it is"
She set the soft gray felt hat on
his head and whirled him round to
the mirror. Then she threw the
gray overcoat across his
shoulders and laid the gloves against
his sleeve.
See how they match" she cried.
And they all match you. You great
stupid boy, to stand there as if YOU
iidn't recognize y%ourself!"
Il don't" he gasped. Suddenly he
faced about. "But, Martha-"
Say dear"
"But, dear, I don't understand. You
going to get the one with ap-
buds on it"
What do you call that?" She had
up q little thing in lace and
lowers from the table, and was
whirling it round N her fingers be-
ore his astonished eyes. "Arcn't
hose applc-blossom buds? Can't you
smell 'em? You ought to, for they're
he very ones you declared you could
smell is years ago! The ve-ry ones,
ioratiol I got out the little old bon
let, and there were the flowers as
resi- as ever-not withercd at all.
snip, snip-I had cut them off and
here they were on my Easter bon
let! Now. we'll go to church. DEAR"
He walked along the IL street
beside her as if in a pleasant dream.
Jnconsciously, he held himself
traight and walked briskly.
They seemed to get ahead of every
'ody. Once Martha gave him a lit
lie push.
go on ahead a little way" she
there's no one now to no.
ice. and I want to look at you as a.
When she caught up with him, she
queezed his arm gently. You look
andsome, Horatio Whitney--don,t
ell me you don't! Now tell me /
ook handsome
Martha, NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. look
God enough to cati" IL was a Howe