Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1906-03-01

with the bundle. but surely Grandma
Bradley's cough medicine was innocent
enough In appearance If not In taste.
lie glanced across the aisle. The
giant appeared To I've sleeping. hut ia
Corson turned toward Euuice the man
reused Ia sudden watcAtulnesS, and
CorSon skillfully changed his notion &c
suggest that he was merely trying &c
look ont of the window The mas was
suspicious sim. but o beJliggreuj, md
for the rest OF the trip CorS3@ kep- rs,
eyes fixed on the bell roge aud hetray
ed no interest in his companion.
He was hoping there would be an OPP
portunlty at the station after the giant
had gone his way. but tie giant showed
g very evident intention OF squirting
Miss Barbour 10 tie car. and they NOV
eI down the station platform in single
file. Euuice first. Cor>5l following AMI
tic giant bringing up the rear, ready
10 pguuce upon CorSon az the slightest
chance.
Corson boarded the same ear as do
the girl. and the giant swung h'"'sclf
on To the back platform. II wa er.lr2i
that he was thorough In whatever hr
undertook. ard CorSon was not an-io-
to give him an excuse. CorSgH WAS rot
a coward. hut be knew how little
chance he would have against n man
who quite evidently was used 90 rough
and rumbles. 50 Re sat on the edge OF
the seat and stared NJ the ceiling, while
his busy brain worked at several prob
lens. al looking toward an immediate
understanding with Eunice, They haG
had q quarrel once before. and be had
been made miserable for days. He was
resolved to end this as quickly as pos
sible and TO that end followed her Of
the car when her street was reached.
If he had hoped "a escape his escort
be was mistaken. for the giant got off
too. and in the same order as az the
station they proceeded down the street
Half a block along the BarbOurs big
Newfoundland came rushing up the
street to welcome his mistress and
perceiving a friend in CorSon. threw
his huge bulk against that young MAJ
There was an exclamation as the
brute ~dislodged the bottle in CorSon's
arms, and the dog went flying NJ the
street alarmed at the noise.
AT the sound Eunice turned, her face
flaming with anger, IN belief that Cor
son had struck the dog. but the bottle
at lis feet told It's own story, and she
glanced c~uriously at the dark. viscOus
fluid slowly creeping across the side
walk. There was a familiar odor in
her nostrlls. ana the expression in her
face turned from anger 10 mirth as she
came toward him.
why, Jimmie Corson,' she cried,
twas that really some Of your grand
mothers cough sirupT"
at was, he confirmed. 4 was out
to visit Aunt Betsy, and she made me
bring in the winter supply"
II had forgotten she lived u Of
she laughed. and ! thought it
was whisky. Why didn't you tell meT
"a lot of chances you gave me-" he
declared In an injured tone. How
could tell you that / was more sinned
against than SHINING when you almost
raised a rio when | tried TO ask what
the matter WASP"
"Will you forgive mer" she asked
coming closer.
ION condition." he bargained-
that YOU say Yes to the question
asked you Wednesday,"
"You said then you would give me a
she pleaded.
circumstances alter cases" be de-
creed rs it 'Yesg'"
1t must have been, for Corson said
Darling" so impulsively that it reach
ed the ears of the giant, who had
drawn apart in the faint hope that
there might yet be an excuse for break
Ing the little dude in pieces. and as he
wandered back to the car his senti-
ments were anything but the bless
you, my children" appropriate to the
circumstances.