The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-03-01
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mighty good dis sunshiny wedduh.'
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do you think such an attack as IA
ther had this morning is dangerous ?'
He had hoped for another chance 10
laugh violently before he left her. and
this completely fitted his desire .sHo.
no, ho!" he shouted. Nom; no. no.
honey! He jass git so mad it mex him
sick! You couldn't kill dat man wild
a broadax, missy!''
And he went down the hall leaving
the reverberations of his hilarity be-
hind him. The purpose of his visit had
been effected, for when Miss Betty ap-
peared upon the horse block in her
green habit and gauntlets she was smil-
ing, so that only a woman-Or a wise
old man-could have guessed that she
had wept bitterly that morning.
She cantered out to the fat omen
country to the east where she found
soft dirt roads that We're good for the
bay colts feet, and she reached a
crossroad several miles from town be-
fore she was overcome by the conyic-
ton that she was a wicked and IN
grateful girl. She could not place the
exact spot of her guilt, but she knew
it was there, somewhere, since she felt
herself guilty thing.
For the picture which Nelson had
drawn rose before her--the one man
standing alone in his rage on the plat
form, overwhelmed by his calm young
adversary, beaten and made the butt
Of laughter for a thousand. Her ia
Their had been in the wrong in that
quarrel, and somehow she was sure,
too, he must have been wrong in the
''personaP' one as well-the mysteri-
Gus difficulty over Fanchon's Mr.. Gray.
who had looked so ashamed last night.
What feud could they make over him,
of all people in the world? He looked
strong enough to take care of his own
quarrels, even if he was so vigorously
bound by Fanchon's apron string when
it came to word with another girl
| But the conclusion that her father
had been in error did not lessen the
pathetic appeal Of the solitary figure
facing the ridicule Of the crowd. She
felt that he always honestly believed
himself in the right. She knew that
he was vain; that he had an almost
monstrous conception of his dignity,
and realizing the bitterness of that pub
lie humiliation which he had under
gone she understood the wrath, the IN
speakable pain and sense of outrage
which must have possessed him.
And now she was letting him 20
forth upon a journey, his way beset
with the chances of illness and. acct
dent, whence he might never return.
She was letting him go without seeing
him again, letting him go with no word
of farewell from his daughter. In
brief, she was wicked girl She
turned the colts head abruptly to the
| west and touched his TANKS with her
whip. H."
So it fell out that as the packet
foamed it's passage backward from
| Carewe's wharf into the current the
owner of the boat, standing upon the
hurricane deck, heard cry from the
| shore and turned to behold his daugh-
ter dash down to the very end of the
wharf on the we'll lathered colt. Miss
Betty's hair was blown about her face,
her cheeks were rosy, her eager eyes
sparkling from more than the hard rid
ing
! Papa" she cried, 'I'm sorry!'
She leaned forward out of the saddle,
extending her arms to him appealingly
in charming gesture and, absolutely
ignoring the idlers on the wharf and
the passengers on the steamer, was
singly, intent upon the tall figure on
the hurricane deck. "Papa, goodby.
Please forgive me!'' ..-r
"By the Almighty, but that's fine
;woman!' said the captain of the boat
10 passenger from Rouen. els she
his daughter?"
| "Please forgive mer' the clear voice
came again, with its Quaver of en-
treaty, across the widening water, and
then AS Mr.. Carewe made no sign by
word OIL movement of hearing her and
stood without the slightest alteration
of his attitude she cried to him once
more:
"Goodbyv'
The paddle wheels reversed, the boat
swung down the river, Mr.. Carewe still
standing immovable on the hurricane
deck, while to the gaze of those on the
steamer the figure on the bay colt at
the end of the wharf began to grow
smaller and smaller. She was waving
her handkerchief in farewell, and they
distance. DINNER and DINNER, yet f1ut-
tering still as they passed out of sight
round the bend nearly three-quarters Of
mile below.
/ CHAPTER TX.
l1@ 1ETTY never forgot her first