The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1909-04-08

down dry when you get him to the
stable. won't you.a and look him all over
for cuts, and blanket him warm He's
. had a pretty hard time OF It."
But who in ttme-natton was he rae
Ing with ?'
Jim Farthing's little mare"
Shot You don't mean 1t! And Jim
run yeh into the BRIDGE"
No sir; he didn't, But you m mus.
down to the barn getting ready"
But say, how did yeh-"
The question stopped short, for she
had disappeared rou the corner OF
the house. He dressed with all haste,
but he arrived at the barr she
had h horse nearly harnessed.
Look here, you don't mean to say
that that little run o Jim's beat out
that old slasher OF Karls, do yeh? ?"
He began to talk the m he got
within sight OF her. Say. tell us
about It, dew"
Il was driving the marc myself. so
she naturally couldn't do anything but
win. Seer" She laughed up into his
face m~ischievously. His perplexity was
really grotesQue.
The mare? Was you driving against
Karl? Say. tell q Teller. 'Tain't fair:
I'm jest dying to know"
I can't stop really. Uncle Amos.
You must go. Quick, They're coming
right along. TIL tell you in the morn
iHS. NpW nuTTS. she waved her
hand and darted toward the house, and
after a wistful look toward the shad-
ows where she had disappeared. he
outtoned 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.
Inc old mans wrath gathered easily,
NJ 1t made no distinctions.
I've heard all about it, he burst
out before he was fairly in the room.
Every mans h a struck the store this
mornings been full OF it! It's towns
talk. And now Karl's phoned up, raw
ing mad. knew him so mad.
It's damnable, damnable!" His face
was fairly livid.
Why. Ira, what do you mean?-
what's happened?" Mrs. Hartswick
dropped her dish and spoon and nut-
tered over to him In q tremor.
on. it's nothing. Come. Pap. 1t isn't
sc oads you think. not half" Rose
looked UP at him with a twinkle In her
eyes. There wouldn't have been a bit
Of trouble II Karl hadn't lost his head.
Really, that man gets ratified as easy
as an old woman. She laughed up
into his face. but the old man, when he
rage.
"Stopi" he roared. Don't you talk
to me like that! Don't-you-do-itt"
oh. don't, Ira, dont-please." The
mother came pleadingly etwee the
two as II to avert a tragedy.
You don't know anything about IT,
Stand out Of the way!" he beloved.
But, ira, Rose didn't mean any
thing. She meant it all right, ira"
There was a tired, pleading tone in
the woman, voice that was almost like
a whine. She was a gentle, Laughing
little body. but her husband had dom
mated her until she was cowed and
shrinking. OF all things she detested
controversy. h bent helplessIy be-
fore the squire's frequent storms of
wIatn: they depressed and worried
ner; and now she was a mere creature
OF whining protest, never standing
against him for a moment, but adyis-
Ing ever the line of least resistance
Forty years with the choleric old man
nag n her into a mere helpless
voice of protest.
Il tell you It's s~candalous," he
stormed, paving no heed to his wffe's
entreaties. It's the towns talk! Here
you go with q maj who's invited YOU
90 rlde, and then you sneak off home
with a perfect stranger, and race him
against the man who took yeh!'
And beat him." Rose laTphed nm
sauclly. Beat his great crack racer
with q little 900 mare, and handicapned
at 1hat. On, I AXE after my dad
So Souio Iloe aIter q slow horSe.'
She wrinkled UP her nose at him play-
fuily. but he was implacable.
Stop. Rose! Stop right where Won
are he ordered.
Don't anger your father, Rosie. He
Knows best" Mrs. Hartswick joined in
It's an outrage to Karl and me- and
OF u.s." he reared, drawing nearer
TO Rose and swinging his arm un and
down like a pump handle.
But IT was a clean race Pap" she
went on serenely. TT was fair and
square. n the best horse won. Saw
ID give ten ollar in a minute, Pan. If
you could have seen 1t, IT was J
thriller. That little mare certainly
beats anything that ever teppe In
TINS vaiiey; Say, l want you to buy her
Tor me. Will you, Pap?" Somehow the
old mans wrath began to wilt q littla.
It was impossible to Withstand her sur.
ny enthusiasm.
But that's not the question at all.
Rose; It was a d~isgraceful thing.
Farthing.. You'd promised Karl-a
oh, pshaw. Pap! What had / prom
tsed him? He asked me IL I would go
with him. and I did, didn't II" She
laughed up at him again, then turned
lightly to her pie making.
Twas a contemplate trick; YOU
planned it deliberately; he united that
boss on purpose; and it's prison Of
Tense"
"He didn't 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 like a blow across the eyes.
so you stand UP for him, do yeh? p,
He wheeled upon her instantly. t'Think
he's about right, do yeh? And KarTs
all wrong? So that's the way things
are running!-so that's 1t. is It?
Heigh? Well-wellEsee! Wen find
what the law Is on that point; wen
put him where he belongs mighty
quick. and his whole damned family
with himl"
"Oh. Ira. don't" protested Mrs.
Hartswfck in q 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 1t? Prove II? Look here
Rose. you're going too far! And SO
you're going to STAN up for tina low
lived scamp. are yeh?"
Mr.. Paintings no such man, father.
BY a curious perversfty she said
rothing about her having been con-
strained by young Jim, though the mere
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