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The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1907-09-13

over-unchanged, as if it was but YES
terday since they had all looked on it
Cor the last time.
The evening darkens in, and Rose is
the first to rise from the bench. A Sc
eret look Of intelligence passes between
her and her brother. and then she
speaks to Lomaque.
will you follow me into the house"
she asks. with as little delay as posi-
BILE? I have something that l very
much wish to show you"
Her brother waits till she is out of
hearing; then inquiries anxiously what
has happened at Paris since the night
when he and rose left it.
Your sister is free" Lomaque an
swers.
The duel took place them"
THE same day. They were both tc
DIRE together. The second of his adyer.
sary asserts that he was paralyzs.d with
terror; his W second declares that he
was resolved, however he might have
lived, to confront death couraf.eously
By Offering his life at first fire. to the
man whom he had injured. Which ac
sount Is true I know not. It IL only GER
lain that he did not discharge his pistol
that he fell by his antagonists first bull
let. and that he never spoke after
wards"
"And his mother?"
at Is hard to gain information. He
| doors are closed; the old servant guard
her with Jealous care. "A medical mai
Il In constant attendance, and there ar
reports in the house that the Hines
from which she is suffering affects he
mind more than her body"
After that answer they both RENAME,
silent for . little while-then rise fron
~ bench and walk towards the house
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CHAPTER xx1v.-(Cosr1suEp.,

AZ ~ ASOED.
While he was speaking, one Of his
htends came up, and touching him on
.he shoulder. said:
"Berthelin, is thai scoundrel to be al
lowed to go?"
Tho general turned on his heel di-
'ectly, and beckoned contemporary to
Danville to follow him to the door.
When they were we'll out OF earshot, he
spoke these words:
You have been exposed as a villain
by your brother-in-law. and renowned
as a liar by your mother. They have
done their duty to you, and now 1t only
remains for me to do mine. When a
man enters the house of another under
false pretences. and compromises the
reputation Of his daughter, we old army
men have a very expeditions way of
making him answer for it. 1t Is just
three o'clock now: at five you will hnd
me and n Of my friends"
He stopped, and looked around eau
tiously-then whispered the rest in
Danville's ear-threw open the door,
and pointed down stairs.
"Our work here is done" said Lo-
maque, laying his hand on Trudaine's
arm. Let US give Danville time to
get clear of the house, and then leave it
tool"
MY sister! where is she?" asked Tru-
daine eagerly.
Make your mind easy about her. I
will tell you more when we get out"
you will excuse m e l know" said
General Berthelin, speaking to all the
persons present. with his hand on the
library door, III leave you. l have
private business after that to settle with
= frierd."
He saluted the company, with his
usual bluff nod of the head, and entered
bhe library. A few minutes after Tru-
dame and Lomaque left the house.
"You will find your sister waiting for
you in our apartments at the hotel"
said the latter. She knows nothing,
absolutely nothing, of what has
passed."
But the recognition" asked Tru-
dame. amazedly. His mother saw her.
Surely She"
II managed 1t so that she should be
seen, and should not see. Our former
experience of Danville suggested to me
the propriety of making the expert
ment, and my old police-ofice practice
came in useful in carrying it out. l
"a w Tho oo-r{n~ On STANDING of tho lnov
and waited till the old lady came down.
| walked your sister away as she got in,
and walked her back again past the
window as the carriage drove off. A
moment did it. and 1t turned out as
useful as l thought 1t would. Enough
Of that. Go back now to you sister.
Keep her indoors till the night-mail
starts for Rouen. have had two
places taken for you on speculation.
Go! resume possession OF your old
house, and leave me here to transact
the business which my employer mas
entrusted to me, and to see how matters
end with Danville and his mother. I
will make time somehow to come and
bid you goodbye at Rouen, though it
should only be for a single day. Bah!
no thanks. Give us your hand. l was
ashamed to take it eight years ago-I
ean give it a hearty shake now! There
10 your way: here is mine. Leave me
10 my business in silks and satins. and
20 you back to your sister, and help her
70 pack up for the NIGHTINGALE"
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No amount OF practice at leaping le-
gal fences here will give you spring
enough to clear the walls Of the city
there.
The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1907-09-13
Fishino for an Apnreciation.

Fishing for an Appreciation.
Miss Jones %(sister Of the doctor)-
here?
Mr.. Blnks-Rather, mum! Yer see
that hearse and kerridge over there.
That's one O. his funerals.
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You NAV Nor k.ov Thi..

1t will surprise a good many people
No doubt. to learn that when = regis.
tered letter is stolen the sender has Nd
claim On the government.
The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1907-09-13

Mrs. wfnsIow's Soothing syrup.
fsr ohiidrsn teetLinE. soften. III. gums. redness ia
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AkA u
have passed. 1t is
evening. r o $ e +,
Trudaine and Lo-
maque are seated
together on the
n that over
looks the windings
of the Seine. The
old familiar scene
spreads before
them. beautiful as
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:. At The CHURCH

He was finishing off his second.
''I wish l could get other things as
easily" he said, as he laid down his
fork. Hearts, for instance.
"They come by weight" she said,
softly. 1.-THE weight of a mans
worth. only it is he who is wei cd
in the balance"
II wish / could got Mrs. NARROW
for proxy" he regretted half hu-
morously, half wistfully."
do you need her?" she asked. "It
is not bulk, but worth"
"And you think would weigh up
well?" he asked.
Bessie nodded. His hand clasped
hers beneath the table.
Then weigh me in the balance of
your love-" he pleaded.
you are not found wanting" she
whispered. II think you weigh -
much more than Mrs. Marlow.' she
added, softly.
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HIS FARMING COURSE '-.

quietly. "I live alone here with my
housekeeper.
''Dinah, this is Miss vane, the
new mail carrier. She will bring
you all your letters from Virgil"
II surely will, Dinah," said the
new mail carrier, with soft SMILE"
will you please pour the coffee,
Miss Vane?" asked David, with ris-
ing color, as he awkwardly pulled
out the chair.
Just second, please. / want to
put the flowers in water and have
them on the table. Therei'
She had found faring little
dish, arranged the flowers in 1t and
set 1t in the center of the table. Then
she took the seat he had indicated.
David sat opposite, his heart saving
at his throat at tae fieetness of the
reality of his dreams.
There followed an awkward ST.
lence. He was too blurred by emo
tions to speak, and she had hardly
recovered from the surprise of Dinah
as chaperone. A dive ion was Of
fered by the ringing of the tele-
phone
"Halloa, Uncle Horace! Yes, this
Is Dave. Yes, we're at dinner. No
haven't yet. I'll see you tonight
Goodby."
He came back to the table, his face
crimson. Then his light, boyish
laughter filled the room.
She looked up expectantly, and he
told her the story.
HAud tho aiparc and afdar ara nm
the sideboard," he finished.
Then she, too, W laughing cons
tagiously. David felt the exhilira-
tion of gayety with c current OF ten
sity underneath. f., prolonged the
meal by all sorts of devices, but
finally she made him realize that she
must finish her round of delivery.
II must go out and tell Dinah how
much enjoyed the dinner" she said
as they rose from the table.
He went with her into the kitchen.
"Honey-chile," said Dinah, 'it
divine him powerful heap of good
teh have yeh at table. Yeh must
divine stop heah fo' yeh dinnah ev-ry
day."
IT second Dinah's invitation" he
said, as he walked down the road
with her. You'll corr won't you?'
he pleaded,
20, Mr.. Warden" she said, smil-
ing. Il can't. You know"
She hesitated.
"Why?" he asked, abruptly. "Be-
cause I live here with Dinah?''
We'll, yes," she replied. frankly.
He reflected moment.
Uncle Horace and Aunt Maggie
the Trents, you know--are coming
to dinner tomorrow. Will you Etop?'
why, yes. / shall. be very happy
to come," she replied. with soft
blush.
When she had driven away. he
walked slowly back to the house.
And Aunt Maggie shall invite us
both to dinner the next day. he
thought. "And the next is Sunday,
and l can go to the Rapids and take
her for drive. And then"
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Of the rural route delivery?"
20, I'd forgotten. all about It," he
replied with sudden enlightenment.
$50 that's it? Well, you see the mat
ter doesn't interest me particularly,
because shall continue to get my
mail in town. drive down every
morning, and Fred goes every even
ing"
1T means good de cl to us" said
Aunt Maggie, thinking wistfully of
the far-away son whose letters were
such treats. "And no one drives
past here except these that come to
see us, and 1t will be something to
watch and look forward to-"
Where did you get your posies
this time Of year, Aunt Maggie?" he
asked.
20. they're from my house plants, Z"
she replied, looking proudly at the
big bunch Of geraniums, fuschias and
artemesias. They're for the new
carrier"
What are you going to throw
bouquets at him for?"
Dave, l thought you kept up to
the times" said Uncle Horace, jocose-
ly. you must have been asleep for
the last week. Every one on route
No. has planned to give something
to the carrier on this first trip. Mag
gie's giving flowers now, but she's
going to give a soapstone when it
gets colder. Losey's have snow ap-
pies; Mrs. Barks, crullers and"
well, say" interrupted David.
Il must get In their game, too. I'll
give box Of cigars. what are YOU
laughing at, Uncle Horace; doesn't
he smoker"
Il don't know. I was laughing be-
cause knew your first thought would
be a smoke. You take after your
father, Dave. When you get to be
an old man, you'll want to SIT along
side the chimney and smoke all day.
Don't you think it," was the en-
phatic denial. when I get to be an
old man I'll be hale and hearty like
you, Uncle Horace. and work as long
as I can stand"
II was only joking, Dave. There
amt resting bone in your whole
body. It's just wonderful what you
have done to your farm. It's pretty
nigh perfect. Only lacks one thing"
what is that?" asked David,
quickly.
''It lacks woman, David" re-
piled the old man, sagely. "Your
farms all right, but you can't make
home out of a house when there isn't
woman in it."
II don't zonder you think so,
Uncle Horace" said David, with an
affectionate glance toward Aunt
Maggie.
A faint pink crept into her cheeks
and her blue eyes deepened, as she
looked at him.
David, you are not the kind of a
man to live alone. You'll meet her
some day"
"Not a ound here not at pres
ent," said David, "but about = IS
carrier, have time to drive to town
and get some cigars before he goes
to my placer"
"Well, hardly, Dave. But why
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ed the scales at one end of the table.
She shook her head, with dancing
eyes.
"You just pick out your pie" she
commanded.
In the midst of such plenty It was
no easy matter, but at last he set
tied upon a particularly crusty mince
pie. Mrs. Griffith lifted up the
plate. looked at the card beneath and
began to laugh.
You've got Mrs. Marlow's pie. "
she announced. You see, you nav
half g cent a pound on the weight
of the maker; then she keeps Won
company while you eat the pie. Mrs.
Marlow!"
There was a shout of laughter as
she called the name. Mrs. Marlow
came forward. a jolly-faced woman
of exceeding stoutness.
She ciambered upon the scales and
Libby duly deposited $1.10. Then.
with a bow to Mrs. Marlow, he offer
ed his arm.
1t was rather more than he had
bargained for. but he was game, and
as they sought table he smiled back
into the faces of those who laughed
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wARDEN's FARM.

Eyes. l have taught school since /
left college. l overworked this last
year, SO the doctor said / must be
idle for year or find some out-of-
door employment. This was all /
could think of. I have an uncle at
the Rapids who secured the appoint
ment for me, and am making my
home with him for this winter"
David took the big mailbag from
her as she was lifting 1t from the
wagon, and they walked up to the
house. She carried Aunt Maggie's
gorgeous bouquet in her hand.
"You have very fine place here,'
she said, looking over the well-kept
farm. 'Do you work it yourself?"
'I worked it from almost waste
in three years." he replied, with evil
dent pride. IT put my college train
ing to the test here.'
20, that was good! So few do"
They came up on the broad porch,
and he turned to .-9r abruptly.
Miss Vane, you must make al
lowances IL. :. bachelors housekeep-
ing"
why" she said, in surprise. "your
parents"
"They are both Dead" he replied,
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Inc second year was better and
showed the buds of possibilities and
promise. The third and last year he
had reaped a golden harvest cf full
filment.
He drove on past his brown, fur
rowed fields with the feeling of Sc
renity that is born in one when he
knows his work to be good. Indian
summer had passed, but its spell still
fingered in the air with the added
tang of coming winter
AS David came to the farmhouses
along the way, he noted a general
suspension of work and an air of ex-
pectancy. The sound of his buggy
wheels brought faces to windows and
door. The expression in their eager
countenances on beholding him.
Whats doing?" speculated David.
els it the day for the rag peddler or
the essence man"
He turned from the main road into
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He had not known her very we'll.
But they had been in the same class
es, and the sound of her voice in
recitation had been good to hear.
He came out of his dream into the
barnyard from whence he proceeded
to the house.
"Dfnah, want the best dinner you
can get on short notice for the new
mail carrier" he directed.
Dinah was another thorn of
David's innovations that pricked the
prejudices of the country folk. All
their help was of their own class
and sat at table with them, sharing
their secrets along with the work.
They resented the color Of his
help. and demonstrated with the
young farmer, but he informed them
that he didn't select Dinah with an
eye to color. She knew how to cook,
which was certainly the first requi-
site of a cook.
Presently down the road he saw
the funny little house on wheels ap-
preaching, and he went in to give
'Dinah notice to "dish up" When he
came out again the wagon had stop
ped, and a woman was tying the
horse.
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by quickly put her at her ease and
he found her shyness indescribably
attractive. Long before the pie was
finished, he had fallen captive, and
he manfully ate part of second,
after finding cut which was hers.
Even when he had to pay toll on
Mrs. Marlow's weight second time
he did not complain. The pie-and
its accompaniment-was well worth
the price.
He did not realize 1t, but he had
been lonesome and homesick. He
had missed the life of the city, and
he was miserable. Now a slip of a
girl had wrought marvellous
change, and as he blew out the light
he smiled to himself in the glass.
The social was such a success that
it was repeated in tho spring, and
again Mrs. NARROW stood proxy for
her more slender sisters.
Bert was one of the first to ap-
pear, and he had no difficulty in se-
lecting Bessie's pies. In the inter-
val he had partaken of many, for
Mrs. Roblee had made him welcome
at her home, and it was polite
fiction that he came to eat pie.
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20, Lordl" calculated David. elias
he brought his wife, too?"
As he crossed the stretch of lawn
1t became evident to him that there
was no one else with the woman, and
that she was having difficulty with
the hitching post. He fastened his
steps.
Let me-" he said. When he had
slipped the strap into the proper style
of knot he turned to her.
Miss Vane," he exclaimed in sur
prise. Probably you don't remember
me? -
"You are David Warden" she said
cordially, extending her hand. II
remember you very well, but when
Mr.. Trent told me was invited to
dine with the Wardens at The Cor
ners, Il didn't associate the name
with you. 1t was ver.- kind in your
people to ask me to dinner"
"But are you the carrier?" he
asked.
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don't you have him to dinner? He's
due at your place about noon. Your
father always opened wide his doors
to anyone at meal time, you know
why, so l WILL" replied David.
"I> don't want the Corners to lose its
reputation for hospitality. I'll drive
back and have Dina get good din
ner. You invite him for me, when
he comes along here, Urcle Horace" ;"
David turned his horse about and
drove homeward, his thoughts slid
ing from prosaic farm matters into
the dreamland induced by the coun-
sells of Uncle Horace and Aunt Mag
gie.,
There was need IL his house and
heart for woman. He had his
dreams of what she should be -
they we're vague, formless dreams and
centered about the recollection of a
girl he had met In college. Her name
was Edith Vane, and her eyes were
bright and shining Ike star.
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She affected the simplest dresses
and looked better in them than the
women who wore silks and satins all
out of harmony with the weather.
Her manner matched her gar
ments, for she was demure almost to
point of affectation and never a
roguish twinkle marred the calm Sc
renity of her full, lustrous brown
eyes.
Those eyes were Natalie's greatest
charm. Ridley loved to lie on the
warm sands in the afternoon, sound
ing the placid depths of her liquid
orbs. At such times he was sure
that he was in love, and he was
until he remembered the boots.
1t was in this uncertain frame of
mind that he took to dressing early
for his bath, and then running up
the sands, around the point we'll out
of sight of the crowd around the
boots. Not until he felt sure that
she had gone back to her dressing
room did he venture to return, but
even with this expedient his heart
continued to be torn by uncertainty.
But 1t was to the boots that he
owed the final answer to his ques-
tioning heart. He was running along
the sands on his way back to the
lighthouses when, on the turn of
point he discerned a huge sun UNI
brella.
Projecting below the edge he could
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he kept carefully away from Natalie
until late in the evening, when he
ran across her standing pensively in
a corner Of the piazza, watching the
reflection of the moon across the
broken waters.
Her face frightened at his APP
proach and she impulsively put out
her hand to stop him.
II have not seen you all day." she
cried. "Have you Jeen ill?''
IT was a little upset." he answer
ed, constrainedly.
''Is 1t trouble?" The soft eyes
beamed their sympathy.
''In way" he agreed. ct saw
something this morning that rather
upset me. Around the point" he
added, meaningly.
"Ah, yes," she mused. "You go
far up the beach to bathe."
"Way beyond the crowd" he con-
firmed. 'I like it better there"
"You must take me some morn
ing" she said. have never been to
the point. Is 1t not absurd?"
"You have not been to the point p"
His lip curled in scorn. Probably she
would deny the scene of the morn
ing.
II should like quiet SWIM" she
said, softly. "Do you know that l
have Just found t why the beach
is SO crowded"
"Yes?" He wondered What she
would tell him now.
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in the district. When David went
to town, he generally drove that way
to see what commissions they nad
for him.
'He saw them both standing In the
road. shading their hands from the
sun and looking towards town.
"They, too," he laughed. well, it
must be something exciting If they
have heard of it. Halloa, there, Aunt
Maggiei What's coming, circus pro-
cession?" he called as he refined up. f,
"Halloa, David" returned Aunt
Maggie. her eyes lighting with pleas
ure as they rested on the manly young
fellow. mot going to town today,
are you?"
"Yes, what can do for your"
mot a thing this time. David"
well, Dave, where have you been
for the last week." exclaimed Uncle
Horace, coming up to the buggy.
Don't you know this is the first day
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at the way he had been caught.
I've got more pies up there" an
nounced Mrs. NARROW. "I'm making
more money for the organ fund than
any three Of those skinny girls
want to watch the pies. III send
you a substitute"
She left him at the table to return
in a moment with a slight young
girl.
'sYou see," she exclaimed, in a
whisper, Bessie isn't any heavy
weight, but she can make splendid
pies. / told 'em it was shame to
let a pie like that go for half dol
lar, so I put my name under 1t SO
the fund wouldn't be cheated"
mo danger of that" he said, with
smile, with you on the lookout. I
think your business ability is wasted
in so small sphere. Properly placed
you could become a Napoleon of
finance"
'They go to jail n the long run,
she rumbled, pleased, nevertheless,
at the compliment. "Bessie'il take
care of you all right"
Bessie Roblee lacked Mrs Mar
lows confidence of manner. but Lib
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KN**MK


1T is because of my boots. she
said, with rippling laugh. 'Do you
know that people cams to see my
bathing boots. OF all the foolish
things of which I have ever heard. 1t
seems they were almost what you
call sensation"
He smiled in spite of himself. Her
mother was Russian, and at times
her odd expressions were delightful
ly quaint. One might almost believe
that she was sincere in her declara-
tion of the new discovery.
The boots are little--individu
AL" he agreed. II could recognize
them anywhere"
Natalie did nc. observe the em-
phasis upon the las. word. "They
were very comfortable sic said.
musingly. "And the people were so
disappointed when I did not wear
them this morning"
you did not wear them this morn-
ing?"
II gave them to the maid, who
makes the bed. With 500 / could
not give her as much pleasure. Is
1t not odd, their love of color?"
With beaming face he caught her
hand.
Natalie" he cried.
The rest of the scene passed or as
he had planned it, even to the whis-
pered YES" and that reverentiai
first kiss. Miss Eonnington's boots
had served their turn.
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see Miss Bonnington's boots beside
a mound of sand that covered the
extremities of her companion. Just
as he passed, scarcely making a
sound in his bare feet, he heard a
kiss; a loud. undeniable smack.
1t was not the sort of a kiss he
imagined some day bestowing upon
the archedN curve of those red lips
when he should have at last decided
to speak.
He had mentally rehearsed the
scene over and over again. now in
dark corner OF the piazza, again un-
der the sunshade, but always in his
dreams the scene had ended in her
whispered eyes" and his lips had
touched hers, tenderly, reverently,
In the first kiss of love.
That Miss bennington should seek
secluded part of the beach on
which to indulge her osculatory ten
dencies was intolerable. He was a
man easily swayed by little things
and the loudness OF the smack had
sickened him, while at the same
time his loss told him how truly he
had loved the girl.
He dressed as rapidly as possible
and sought his room. He was too
miserable to mix with the others. He
wanted to be alone where he could
think it all over.
His room seemed blurred with i'm
ages of the past. He could see the