Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1908-09-03

It's when she doesn't get the man she
wants that she seeks the excitement of
some fool crusade like this.
'I'ye lived ffty-three years, my dear.
I never voted, and never wanted to,
and L guess Silas and are about as
happy a pair of old folks as there are
In the state spoke of Ben Burrows a
moment ago. Grace loved him, but she
married Hazard because his folks
died and be came into all the money.
Grace knew that he would be easy to
handle. so she threw Ben over and
married Hazard I'll bet she thinks Of
Ben yet sometimes"
Mabel shuddered as she recalled GER
tain times at Mrs. Brown Hazards
when her husband had almost stagger-
ed into the room to cringe under her
glance. Then there would come over
the woman's strong. rather masculine
face a curious look of regret, and Ma
bel wondered If Mrs. Scarritt had not
spoken the truth
II tell YOU dear" continued the old
lady, there is nothing to voting Let
they make good husbands That's all
I'VE ever asked Of silas don't be-
lieve In throwing over a good man for
the sake OF voting for the president
and the town council and all that.
Election day is only ouce a year. and
you're married 3f5 days in that time
You can't be a good wife and go CAD
ding around TOO You have to take
your choice
But when you have mission to
uplift your sex began Mabel Mrs
Scarritt shifted again
"Uplift nothing" she said rrtably
"You only lead 'em into mischief
Your mission is to marry and make
some man happy and strong ana a
good citizen That's the way to do
your duty to your country
Mabel turned away without answer.
she was not used to ridicule except
from Roy. aud Of course he was
preiudiced Here was Mrs Scarritt
making out her leader to be a selfish,
sordid wOmaa ho, having thrown
away her happiness, sought forgetful-
1t was bitter blow. and she resented
It.
Mrs. scarritt did not speak again,
and Mabel lay back IN her chair. her
tired eyes feasting upon the soft
green's of the field and forest, touched
here and there with the gold of the
afternoon sun.
Across the road. was another cottage
with boarders Its young bride. in
whom the whole town seemed TO take
personal interest, came out in her
fresh white dress to watch for her
husband He came every Friday night
and stayed until Monday and the lit
tie bride was always waiting for him
at the gate
A huge farm wagon ruInbled past,
great covered affair. and from its cav
ernous depths there sprang an athletic
form. Almost before she could realize
1t the little bride was folded in strong
arms, and together the two went hap
PLY toward the house. laughing over
the mans joke.
Mrs. Scarritt touched Mabeps arm
1 ISL lhdl Detlcr tHdu NOle! sne
asked
Mabel nodded as she rose from her
chair
"Going in to writer" asked Mrs Scar
rift.
| Yes. came the answer. Il want
to write Mrs. Brown-Hazzard that |
do not feel strong enough to write that
speech she wants, and ] want to write
/ to-Roy"
Mabel vanished indoors with face
OF scarlet, and Mrs Scarritt smiled as
she rocked vigorously back and forth.
She had not known of Roy. but she
had imagined that somewhere in the
background there was some one. Like
Mrs. Brown Hazard, Mrs. ,Scarritt
was crusader, and successful one