The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1909-08-12
The House of the Black
! Pate: Ring COPYRIGHT. 100.

tell the secret to any human soul. He
told me the moment 1 betrayed it,
Matthew Heller's fingers would clutch
my throat. OH"
! And you told Clinca7"
Never. 1t vas Leon. Father told
him when he did me. Hark! oh, my
God! What's lat ?-Matthew Heller!'
A half-heard thud came up from be-
low them. The girl was rigid, her eyes
full of ~unspeakable fear.
There's some one in the cellar" he
after a tense moment.
ooh, Tom-come-quickl" She made
a movement as If to fly from the haunt
ed house. but he held her In his arms.
1t was as II there was a shuddering
presence in the room brooding over
them limo threateningly.
There's more than one,' he muir
INJURED intensely, listening as If for
soma ghostly visitant. There's a wom-
an there. Ah!' Clear and distinct
there came up through the floor a ia
miliar information. There could be no
mistaking Vt.
Careful that old pot lid don't swat
yeh."
Amos
Obi" She fell back halt in a faint
from the sudden revulsion.
You say this leads UP to the kitch-
emp 1t was Roses voice. A moment
later she opened the door.
"Why-why, Loney! Is that you?
You here? Why, Loney, you're pale's
q ghost.-Here, Jim, Amos-Loney and
Tom are here" The two appeared at
h door simultaneously.
by gummy, amt his bright though
after that darned hole!" Amos set
down his lantern and looked about him
are We, Tommy? And Loney, too, by
George! Good-good enough! Say, old
man, when's the happy day? You want
to give me time to wash my neck and
get a new pair of calf skin boots"
Uncle Almost"
II ha!n't said nothin'. All I said is
thai IFS Is a happy daytime weather
couldn't have better. Makes me feel
jest like a boy. 1 amy, if 1t want
Sunday, I'd lance we a clog right on
this old shanty floor. Tain't wicked to
sing hymns, though on Sunday, Is it?
Wal, then. here she goes:
"Hooray fer Penn-sil-way-ne-ar wunst
Where folks is fat and cam:
Hooray fer scrapple. schnits and krout,
Unt pegs what takes tie pam.
Hooray! How's that fer Ike Watts? I
tell you that beats the PONIES Of Lole
and SCOTS maTmelade all to ponhoss
Already. Helm? But I've gut to hev
more air; it's close in here. Hooray
fer Pennsylvania" He swung hila-
riousiy out at the door. and they heard
his song far down among the scrub
oaLs-
1T seems good to see you out again,
Loney. This is your first ride, Isn't
IT. Glad OF it" Jim crossed over be-
hind the sofa and took her hand cor
daily. Tom looked over al them with
beanling face.
"Loney's doing fine he cried. DOC
tor isn't coming any more, unless he's
sent for. He says she'll be wells aver
by Christmas"
'Oh, Tn not sick now" She looked
up at h group about her with a wan,
faint smile, but her eyes were near to
tears. You've all been good to me-"
You must come now to see Jim and
me and you must stay a week. We in
sist upon IT. Rose seated herself by
he girl impulsiveiy and took her hand.
That it," echoed Jim. Mother
Hartswick spoke of 1t only this morn
ing.
'Tl1 be glad to come. she began,
feelingly. u at that moment the voice
of Amos Harding ran suddenly in
from the scrub oaks.
"Heigh. folks. look o. here! Here's
where you get your gen-u-wine happi-
ness! Heigh. all come out and see the
happy couple. Caught 'em right out
on their honeymoon" He was lead
ing in high glee Ulie and the late wild
ow Kuhn.
SOiie E1SHt IN ana see the 1OIkS.
Don't be bashful. Here, people, salute
the happy couple; salute the blushing
bride"
Il hain't goin' II there STILL" At the
edge OF the black ring Ulie had halted
suddenly. We've gone fer enough,
Amos"
oh, come on with yeh. There amt
no speerits In there now; I've pow
vowed and hacked 'em myself. Come
on" He pulled them with q great
show Of force into the cabin. Say,
good-lookin' couple, amt 1t? Honest
now. did you ever see a handsomer
one?' He stood of critically, his head
on n side. And it's all on account Of
me. I tell you, folks. this is my mas
terpiece. Ms Dribelbis, you've got a
good deal to thank me for"
"Oh. pshaw!: The bride snapped
out The words with killing rcasm
wal. now you look o here" con-
tinued Amos solemnly. do you re-
member how wild Tile was for one
spell? Wal, sub. when he was right
at h height OF his greatness I took
him and give him q little talk. Ulie,'
seq ], father1y like, you're binder N
a beat. Here you be a-runnin' hither
and o like a hen with her head of,
after this silly young thing and that silly
over the best lookin' and pertest young
in these here valleys SEE L"
.oh, o git out" fiirted the bride.
girlishly.
Honest. now. You Jest ask Ulie
here. Say. didn't !, Ulie? You take
my advice. Ulie. SEE /. You don't stand
much show: she's smarter'n white
slightnin' and she can hev the pick Of
the valley the minute she turns her
hand over, but you try her. seq 1. It'll
take careful courtin,, seq /. and YOU
may hev to ask her a dozen times, but
you hang right to 1t. You've gut the
bare ghost of q show seq /. but I'll
tell you one thing on the square. II
my beloved companion should suddenly
be called up yonder, you wouldn't hev
no show than a snow-bird in to-
Hphet.. seq IT,
You're q soft old squash head.
Thar" she snapped. simpering the
while In spite Of herself.
Wal. now, that Amt no Joke neither:
but then squashes ain't the worst
things In this world. And there's 9TH
ers Jest as bad. Say. Tile, how's
your p~ow-wowin'? Faith good? I'll
tell yeh one thing, Ms. Dribelbis, you're
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