The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-04-06

having. How came you to quarrel WITH
him, jack ~
Now even so blunt a soldier as have
ever been may have some prlck1nSs OF
deiicacy where the truth might pieeq
gossip-gossip about a tale Wnlch l
had said should die with Richard Gov
erdale and be buried in his grave. So
I evaded the question, clumsily enough
as has ever been my hap in fencing
With words.
sThe cause was not wanting. If n
ask. you may say he trod upon my
foot in passing"
Jennifer laughed.
"And for that you struck him? Heav-
ems. man. you hold your life carelessiy.
Do you happen to know that inns Vol
unteer captain OF lighthouse is ac-
counted the best blade in the troop"
Who should know that better
than" l was fairly on the Drink or
]betraying the true cause of quarrel.
but drew rein in time. Il care not II
he were the best in the army. l have
crossed steel beforehand with a GOOD
s~wordsmau now and then"
"Anan?" said Jennifer, as one who
makes no doubt. n then: but this
toe-pinching story is but a dry u
TO offer a friend. You spoke of a lady;
who was she? Or was that only anoth-
er way Of telling me TO min my own
affairS?."
ooh. as to that; the lady was real
enough, and Falconnet did grossly as
perse her. But l know not who she is,
nor aught about her. save that she is
sweet and fair and good to look upon.
Young"
Aye
And you say you do not know her?
Let me see her through your eye and
mayhap I can name her for YOU"
THAT I cannot. Mr.. Peale's best
| skill would be none too great for the
| painting of any picture that should do
her justice. But she is small, with the
| airs and graces of a lady of the quail
ity: also. she has witching blue eyes.
and hair that has the CLINT of summer
sunshine in 1t. Also. she sits a horse
| as If bred to the saddle"
To my amazement. Jennifer leaped
| up with an oath and flung his pipe into
the fire.
Course him." he cried. "And he
dared lay a foul tongue to her, YOU
say? Tell me what he said! l AVE a
good right to KNOW r
I shook my head. NAY. Richard: L
may not repeat it to you. since YOU are
the mans SECOND. Truly, there is more
than this at the back of II quarrel:
but of itself it was enough, and more
than enough, inasmuch as the lady had
just dom him the honor to recognize
him."
His words-his very words, Jack. if
you o me-"
NO; the quarrel is nine
by God: it is not yours," he
stormed, raging back and forth before
the fire. What is Margery Stair to
you, Jack Ireton""
I smiled, beginning now to see some
peephole in this milestone of mystery.
"Margery Stair? She is no more than
a name to me, I do assure you: the
daughter of the man who sits in my
fathers "a at Appleby Hundred"
But You are going to fight for her.."
he retorted.
Am 1? I pledge o my word I did
not know it. But in any case 1 should
fight Sir Francis Falconnet; aye, and
do my best to kill him. too. Sit you
down and fill another pipe. Whatever
the quarrel, it is mine"
"Mayhap: but it is mine. too he
broke in. angrily. cat all events. I'll
see this kings volunteer we'll hanged
before / second him in such a cause"
That as you choose. But you are
bound in honor. are YOU not"'
NO He filled a fresh pipe, lighted
It with a coal from the hearth, and
nu!leu a"as ~ sllence lor a u'ne.
= ne spoht aha.n - "ao mo- as
What YOU have old me puts a new
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AT the question an overwhelming
sense o. my own sorry case srappled
me. tll1sen Years before, had lef'
ApplepS ana my hatlVe prov
INC as Mell o~elTlehcea as the son OF
roger lreton Was sure 10 De. AND
now
Dlc.>. my iao' l am IKE 10 1lght
alone, sald l.
re sWore again at mat; mere,
resi- | snouid draw my loEal Rlchard
as ne Mas not let me gay. once Tor All,
.nat MS oatis were oul me outgush-
JlNSS o. II warm ana mDllSI heart