Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1906-08-17

: what was almost n sigh.
Lord Cnravpn stood in the billiard
room at ~KuvuC$m"rc: II" mad been
playing with one of his friends. who,
having received Il telegram. had gone
TO answer 1t. He stood alone, leaning
carcleSsly against tn" open yeranda,
something more than his uSual indif-
ference d%arkeuing his face; he never
liked interruption during Il game.
"A most dupropitious moment
thought the young countess, as she
caught sight of him; but. having Civ
eli her word to Sir Raoul. she would
have marched up to the mouth OF a
loaded cannon rather han have Drok-
en- il.
Looking up. the earl could not but
confess that he had seldom seen Il
l~ovelier picture than his young wife ut
THAI III presented. with a flush
on her face, and her hands filled with
sprays of fragrant ~mignonette. He
raised his eyebrows as she drew near
or TO him. What was going to hap
pen: Before he had time II speak
his face was buried in Il soft, dcwy
mass Of fragrant mignonett".
There" said n laughing voice.
''Iou said once that this WAS Your IA
yor.te flower. | have been looking for
the most fragrant sprays of it that l
could find"
He could not believe the evidence Of
his senses: it was incredible that the
laughing voice belonged to his cold.
proud wife-the girl who had swept
imperiously from the 10 when he
saw her last. He looked a: her i'll
Amusement.
You have the very pick Of the gar
den here" she said; every spray has
its own special beauty"
He reused himself and tried to re
cover from the wondering stupor that
had overcome him..
There is one thing he confessed,
in a low voice, Il nave shown the
worst side Of my character to you"
You will not lose my flowers or
throw them away" she said And
then she was startled, for his hand
some, indolect eyes We're looking into
hers with a new expression in their
blue depths.
AN l. 81 'tAIAA - GNU
%gallantry, Hildred:" he asked her. Il
believe this is the first thing that you
have ever given me of your own free
will, is it aot:'
NO" she replied, quietly. sit is
not"
"Ah, pardon me-" he said, with q
quick change Of face and voice, you
gave me your fortune!!"
There was hot rebellion for IN mo- |
ment-hot, bitter rebellion. Then she
remembered Sir Raoul's words. 1t
was for her husbands good. She
trampIed down the hot impulse of an
CRY pride-she stilled the bitter anger
and contempt. Her victory over her
self was so great that she was even
surprised at it. She laid her hand on
his arm.
"Nay, Lord Caraven,' she said, gent
lN, you are quite wrong. 1 was not
thinking of money. Gold is dross-I
despise til could almost hate it for
the mischief hat it makes. I was
thinking of something very different
from money-something that money
could not buy"
Something that money could not
buy he repeated. II declare that you
puzzle me. 1 thought gold was omnip-
otent."
II do not think sol do not like it.
Omnipotent? Why, Lord Caraven, all
the wealth in the world could not buy
happiness or love"
She turned to go, but he put out his
to detain her. She eluded him,
and, with a light laugh, disappeared,
leaving him by the veranda alone.
you look astonished at something"
said Lord Caraven's friend to him
when he returned to resume their
game at billiards.
YES" replied the earl. II have
been enjoying a novel sensation"
What Is that?" asked his friend.
Il am not quite sure" was the
laughing reply. 81 should not like to
be too certain of it-but I believe that
l lave been flirting with my own
wife"
The young countess had fastened
smilingly away after presenting him
with the sprays of m~ignonette. II
that was the result of a few kind
words, she said to herself that she
would often say them. Sir Raoul saw
her smiling and blushing, with a glad
light in her eyes.
WELL" he said, what success, Hill
dred!"
THE best in the world" she re
piled; and her pleasure was increased
at dinner time when she saw that Lord
Caraven wore some of the m~ignonette
in his buttonhole.
Lord Caraven was fond of music: !
he had a rich. ringing tenor voice
which, as a rule, he was too indolent
TO use. He would troll out a verse of
4 love ditty in a fashion that made
one long to hear the rest. In the even
ing Sir Raoul asked him to sing.
1T is too much trouble" sale the
handsome earl. why should l exert
myself to sing when other people can
do it so much better for meg'
That is an idle excuse" returned
Sir Raoul. Lady Carayen. persuade
your husband to sing; he has a voice
almost as rich and clear as Mario,s.
but he will never use it"
She came over to him. He looked
at his beantifnl Young wife i'll ali thesi
simmer Of satin and CLEAN of peErlss
bn ,rn yaT an pnastly iOtp fha hadTtifuI I