The Aberdeen Democrat. (Aberdeen, South Dakota) 1???-1909, 1903-08-21
chastisement- Miss Dennison tilted up

tense ana injured
Il have done my best to wake it up
II there is an insult which has power
TIC rouse YOU, it is my misfortune and
not my fault that l do not know it."
Miss Dennison's happy and fortunate
hetrothed looked down on her with
patience that was tightly strained.
SIS there any object in quarreling at
this particular moment? The wind
makes conversation rather an eXertion,
and though l assume the proper urse
for me to take is to turn on my heel
and stride away for ever, l can't leave
you to go home alone, you see"
why not?"
THE road is too lonely"
SOLITUDE is more companionable
than you"
The more than happy object of Miss
Dennison's affections hesitated, then
decided not to answer.
A whirl of sand came hurting to
them up from the ground. Miss Denni-
% stopped dead. A boarding stood
on one side of the road, behind the
iron ratings. Tattered bills and post
ers tluttered from it miserably.
DO come along, DEAR" said the man.
Miss Dennison pressed her hands into
her muff and began an exhaustive
study of the contents of the boarding.
The man took a few steps forward, he
was of c%hivalrous disposition, but had
been engaged six months to Miss Den
nison.
ut will be dark in a few minutes!"
Miss Dennison continued to peruse
the bills, pensive interest in every line
of her arrested pose.
The man stood a few steps of, with
a look on his face akin to that on the
face of a nurse who waits for a more
than unusually spoilt child.
do you know, I'm beginning to
think I've gone the wrong way about
managing you?"
An involuntary dimple flashed and
disappeared in Miss Dennison's care
fully averted face. Her betrothed,
however, saw only a still distracted
back.
Suppose I were to take you at your
word and leave you to walk home
alone?"
"You are quite unmanly enough to
do SOL"
"Unmanly!"
us it manly to wait round after me,
at my heels, like a little dog?"
what, in heavens name, do you
want OF me? If 1 rebel you have hys-
terics and cali me a brute!"
"'vivyella!'" read Miss Dennison
aloud. What ridiculous waists girls
have on fashion posters! Have you
%noticed?"
The man suppressed an exclamation.
But that's rather a sweet blouse
she's wearing. 1 wonder if l could
remember it. + must make mental
notes."
Miss Dennison rested her elbows on
the railing and buried her chin in her
muff. reflectively.
"If you think you are going to make
me miss that train by dawdling in this
%insensate fashion you are mistaken"
Sweet ~sleeve!" murmured Miss Dem
A1A0OA. L LING lAO .SuA ~. N""#aEE -HgN
81 shall simply leave you here, you
know"
But I can't see how it's put on. Oh,
it's cut all in one with the s~leeve!!"
said Miss Dennison, with a sudden
burst of illumination. "Now, 1 must
learn that"
Miss Dennison redoubled the fixity
of her gaze.
81 know perfectly well you hear
everything I'm saying. Are you COM
ing or aren't you?"
81 believe it's arranged with a
gusset!" announced Miss Dennison.
The man opened his mouth, then
suddenly turned on his heel and swung
down the road. He had cut the Cor
dian knot. Miss Dennison must make
her deliberate way home alone. He
had gone back to the station and his
city bound train.
Miss Dennison found herself left
staring at the boarding in an attitude
of mind that can only be described as
n of stunned amazement. Then the
dimples r%eappeared, and Miss Dennison
smiled into her mun with an air of
happy power.
"The further he goes the further he'll
have to come back, SO l won't look
round" said the astute and experienced
Miss Dennison: "and the slower he is
coming back the surer he'll be of miss
ing his train. If he thinks he's going
to catch it tonight when I want him
to stay here, he's very much mistaken,
the ridiculous old thing"
Miss Dennison began to reperuse the
boarding; it sheltered her pleasantly
from the wind.
"a hundred pounds reward"
An unassuming little notice caught
her eyes. "Vivyella" as a subject is
capable of exhaustion. Miss Dennison
welcomed a change in literature with
alacrity.
AS she read, Miss Dennison's face
portrayed a curious panorama express
sion; her cheeks paled gradually. The
little notice bore a crown, and was
couched in terse and simple language;