The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1909-04-08

b. HoLic WIFI our rig, ana you lake
his horse here. Sec You'll rub him
down dry when you get him to the
stable, won't you. and look him all over
for cuts. and blanket hin warm? He's
had a pretty hard time Of it,"
But who in tiIne-nation was he rae
ing WITH"
Jim F~arthing's little mare"
"Sho. You don't mean 1T! And Jim
run yeh into the bridge?"
NO. sir: he didn't. But you must
hurry, Uncle Amos. Quivk. I'll be
down to the barn getting ready"
But say. how did yeh-'
The question stopped short. for she
had disappeared around the corner of
the house. He dressed with all haste,
but when he arrived at the barn she
the horse nearly harnessed.
l.. Look here. o don't mean to say
that that little runt O. Jim's beat out
that old slasher of Karl's, do yeh 2"
He began to talk the moment he got
within sight OF her. .Say. tell us
about 1t, dew"
Il was driving the mare myself. so
she naturally couldn't do anything but
win. See" She laughed up into his
face mischievously. His pcrplexlty was
really grotesque.
The mare? was you driving against
Karl? Say. tell a Teller. 'Taln't fair;
u can't stop. really. Uncle Amos.
Q must go. Quick. They're coming
InT al %ng lll tel you in the morn
hand and darted toward the house, and
after a wistful look toward the shad-
OWL where n had disappeared, he
nuttoned up his coat and drove out into
the still radiance OF the night.
1t was 10 o'clock the next morning
when Rose saw her father. She was
making apple pies. busily rolling out
the top lids" and fitting them on,
when he stormed in at the kitchen door.
me OLD mans wrath gathered easily,
and 1t made no distinctions
I've heard all about It," he burst
out before he was fairly in the room.
Every mans that struck the store this
mornings been full Of it! It's towns
talk' And now Karl's phoned up. raw
us damnabie. d~amnable!" His face
Why. Ira. what do you mean?-
what's h%appened?" Mrs. Hartswick
dropped her dish M spoon and aut-
tered over to him in q tremor.
"oh. it's nothing. Come, Pap. 1t isn't
SC bad's you think, not half" Rose
looked up at him with a twinkle in her
eyes. There wouldn't have been a bit
o. II Karl hadn't lost his head
as IN bic woman" She auehed ny
into his face. but the old man, hen he
was angry. was wholly animal In his
age.
a.. s.oPr ne roared. Don't you talk
oh. don't. Ira. dont-please." The
mother came pleadingly between the
two as II to avert a tragedy.
you don't know anything about it.
stand out Of the way!" he beloved.
thing. She 1 meant oi it ali m rishf. any an /.
There was a tired, pleading tone in
the woman's voice that was almost like
q whine. She was a gentle, laughing
i..te BODY. but her husband had dom
shrinking. OF all things she detested
controversy She bent helplessly be-
fore the sQuire's frequent storms Of
wrath; they depressed and worried
her; ana now she was a mere Feature
against him for a moment, but advise
ing ever the line of least resistance
Forty years with the choleric old man
had mango her into a nero HELPLESS
voice Of protest.
i tell you it's s~candalous!" he
stormed, paving no need to his wife's
entreaties. IT'S the towns talk! Here
you go with q man who's invited YOU
10 ride. n then you sneak off home
with q perfect stranger. and race him
against the man who took yeh!'
And beat him." Rose aurhed nm
saucily. Beat his great crack racap
With a little 800 mare, and car ned
at that. Oh, I take after my dad
s ses could ride after a slow horse"
fully. but he was implacable.
stop. Rose! StoD right yvhero -,
are" he ordered. ~"
Don, anger your father. Rosie. He
best" Mrs. Hartswick Joined In
It's an outrage to Karl and me and
all of u.s." he roared, drawing nearer
to Rose n swinging his arm up and
down like q pump handle.
nBut 1t was a clean race. Pap she
square. and the best horse won. Saw.
I'd give ten dollars in a minute, Pap. if
you could have seen it. It was a
thriller. Tha little mare certainly
tsis nnything that ever stepped in
for me. Will you, Pap?" Somehow the
Old mans wrath began to wilt a little:
1t was impossible to withstand her si,n,
ny enthusiasm.
FFo ossa no It BUSINESS was q % 1,a;ns m,i, thing Ing:
Farthing. You'd promised KarlE ."a'
oh, pshaw. Pap! What had 1 prom
ised him? He asked me II I would go
laughed up at him again, then turned
lightly to her pie making.
"'Twas a contemplate trick; YOU
know It,: It a damnable! He
planned it deliberately; he united that
HOSS OH oAo 4lS pTlSON or
fense.''
He didn' unite the horse. father
There was confidence in her voice.
The horse wasn't tied right. and it got
loose" The reply seemed to come to
the man I a blow across the eyes.
so you stand up for him. do yeh?"
He wheeled upon her instantly. "Think
he's about right, do yeh? And Karis
all wrong? So that's the way things
are running!-so that's it. is it?
Heigh? Well-we'l-see! Well find
what the law is on that point; Wen
put him where he belongs mighty
quick, and his whole damned family
"oh, Ira. don't" protested Mrs.
Hartswick in a half frightened voice.
But how are you going to prove
anything, father?" Rose turned to him
with a trace of gathering anger. There
was no fun in her eyes now.
prove it? Prove It? Look here,
Rose. you're going too far! And SO
you're going to stand up for that low
lived scamp. are yeh?"
Mr.. F%arthing's no such man, father"
By a curious perversity she said
nothing abou her having been. con-
strained by young Jim, though the mere
mention OF 1t might have altered the