The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1905-01-19
A MIXED MARRIAGE.
BY Harriet Monroe.
8tcopyright, 1904, by W. r. Hearst,

MY 1TleIld fsatSteQAiS detNplcaI fatlfciJ
lean business man. but that does noY
prevent his tracing his lineage back,
to a noble knight who crossed the Eng.
slish channel With William the Conf
aueror. Barsted's grandfather was lords
of one Of the most ancient manor.
houses in England, and Barsted's.
father. being a younger son, came tof
America to seek his fortune, marriedt
a charming American girl and present:
ed a large family of children to hfsi
adopted country. The English eone,,
nNat.on was fkept up, however, by corr
r~espondence and occasional visits. and
when Barsted crossed the ocean a few
years 6 to open a London office his
cousin, the widow of the late Kenneth
Barsted, invited him down to Hoopston
Manor to meet his relatives. And, be-
sides" said Barsted in telling the tale
she knew / was q successful Amer,
lean business man, and she wanted to
ask me why the income of the estate
had. dwindled under her management
to a quarter of what her husband used
to get out OF it.
Well, / went down for a few days.
and since / knew she a ten or eleven
children. some of whom We're girls, /
took with me a tall young American
assistant of mine. named Anderson, to
sllOW IlHl SoliS SSliuiuS I-liSilSLl Coui-
try and genuine English girls. We
we're
a lew miles to Hoopston, which proved
10 BIZ a splendid, big, green old do
main, with an immense house on it
dating from Henry Wits time and
using some thick walls and arches of
the ancient castle, built four hundred
years earlier and destroyed, mostly, in
the civil wars.
My cousin, the widow, received US in
state under the great Norman archway
Of her hall, and presented her three
or four daughters. They We're a state
ly crowd, all six feet tall, more OF less,
and as dignified as only blue blooded
English women can be. That evening
We We're all frozen UP stiff. Dinner
under the high Gothic windows of the
old dining room was as a as a fGner-
al; young Anderson hadn't q word TO
say and my slangy American talk was
about as comprehensive to that crowd
as Chocta&. And When ne and l We're
shown to grand and gloomy chambers,
With walls five feet thick and the chill
of damp centuries in them, we made up
our minds to die of pneumonia on the
spot and be cheerful about it.
But in the morning things began
to look more joyous, though Anderson
was much alarmed when a man stole
into his room before dawn and took
away MS clothes. lie D-OuSA l1eI1
back all brushed, though, and With
them a pitcher Of water, which helattled
out, ice and all--it was carly February,
o knoW-into a tin armchair of a
bathtub. Anderson made q show of
splashing some of thai water on the
floor, and got along without a bath that
morning.
"Well the girls We're as stiff and
starched as ever While their mother
was around. but when she tool me off
to look over the estate Anderson tells
me there was a sudden and 1abber2ash
change. Cornelia. the second of these
unmarried daughters, Tipped over,
turned q fine series of hand-sprsngs-
they were on u sheltered bit of lawn
under some old trees-and asked her
guest what he thought of that. An
derson almost fainted-was struck
dumb-whereupon the other girls
laughed and joined in the capering Xix
young colts. Then he caught on,
showed them some American stunts,
and became immensely popular.
You see, those girls We're simply a
troop of wild young animals. Their
brothers were all off at school,, or the
university, or the army, or what not,
but the girls had been kept at home
and ed~ucated-so they called it-by
g~overnesses. l leave you TO imagine
the depth and variety Of their ignor-
o'iAS. NV ~ lIlaSdLlllS, ~ scarcely a
newspaper, ever reached them: they
hadn't a book in the house later than
&. 4. Il. James. Once mentioned
Dickens, as Edith had a cold and
wanted something to read. oh, we
have never read Dickens, said the wild
oW, loftily. Why, what's the matter
with Dickens" I inquired, but she sat
wasn't a gentleman she said.
After that gave up-the"e was no
undermining that family. Those girls
had spent their lives running and rid
ing and hunting owe that place, and
the great democratic procession of our
liine was as remote from them as King
solomon. At eighteen each onef of
them had a season in London with
some rich lord of al uncle and was
presented at court. If she went Off
caught a husband, that is
We'll and good; if not, back
home she came, to stay the
rest of her days, probably, for husbands
were scarce around Hoopston. and
lowers were -carcer-one son-in-law
was still complaining because his wife
had brought him only five thousand
pounds instead of ten.
We'll, you Know, by some hocus-po-
Gus of Cupid, Anderson took Il fancy tc
that tall barbarian, Cornelia! Perhaps
1t was her, riding that caught him frs
iNii,No III tl III
place together. and he showed her al
his cowboy tricks. Before knew II
ne was going down again from London
ana when the third time came I told
him to look out. for the widow woult
ask his intentions-sure. Then he sur
p'1sed me-le said he didn't mind-he
had intentions. Cornelia?' 1 asked, anC
he said Cornelia.'
meditated a minute and Their said
We'll. look here: Pm responsible foi
this. What can you say for your grand.
fathers? The widow will want to trace
o back u few centuries, and you've
got about as much ancestry as 9
mud fence Anderson laughed anc
turned on me. I'd like to know,' Inc
said. Isn't my mother a d. A. r.? II
show the widow a pedigree that vii
make o Barsteds look like thirt,
cents Good for you l exclaimed. &c
in and win. After all, you won't be
wanting q DOVER
We'll, if you please, he had no trou-
BILE at all. The widow never asked :
question about his family-an Amer