The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1909-08-12

told me the moment I betrayed 1t,
Matthew Heller's fingers would clutch
my throat. Oh!''
, "And you told Clinca?"
Newer. It was Leon. Father told
him when he did me. Harkl oh, my
! God! What's that?-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
announced after a tense moment.
"Oh, Tom-come-quIcki' She made
a movement as IL to fly from the haunt
ed house, but he held her In his arms.
presence In the o brooding over
them almost threateningly.
There's more h a one" he muir
INJURED intensely, listening as II for
some ghostly visitant. There's a wom-
an there. Ali" Clear and distinct
there came up through the floor a fa-
miliar information. There could be no
Careful that old pot lid don't swat
yeh."
Amos"
"Ohl" She fell back half in a faint
from the sudden revulsion.
you say this leads up to h kitch-
emf" II was Roses voice. A moment
later h opened the door.
"Why-why, Loney! Is that you?
You here? Why, Loney, you're pale's
a ghost.-Here, Jim, Amos-Loney n
Tom are here The two appeared at
the door simultaneously.
by gummy, Amt this bright though
after that darned hole!" Amos set
down his lantern and looked about him
blinkingly. And SO you're up here,
are We, Tommy And Loney, too, by
George! Good-good enough! Say, old
a xuIanpa fhn 1ann.y a az Q 81 VA, xxya ~
to give me time to wash my neck and
get a new pair OF cal? skin boots"
uncle Almost"
'T hain't said nothin'. All I said is
that this is a happy daytime weather
couldn't have better. Makes me feel
Jest like a boy. ! vanny, IL It want
Sunday, I'd dance ye a clog right on
sing hymns, though on Sunday, Is 1t
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,
Unit pegs what takes tie pam.
Hooray! How's that fer Ike Watts? 7
tell you that beats the PONIES of Lole
and Scott's marmelade all to ponhoss
already. Helm? But I've gut to hev
more air: it's close in here. Hooray
fer Pennsylvania" He swung hila-
riously out at the door, and they heard
his song far down among the scrub
oaEs.
1T seems good to see you out again,
Loney. This is your first ride, isn't
1t? Glad of It," Jim crossed ver be-
hind the sofa and took her hand cor
daily. Tom looked over at them with
beaming 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 ever
by Christmas"
"Oh, I'm not sick now" She looked
up at the group about her with a a
faint smile, but her eyes were lear 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
the girl impulsively and took her hand.
That's It," echoed Jim. Mother
Hartswick spoke of 1t only this morn
ing"
"Tll be glad to come" she began,
feelingly. but at that moment the voice
Of Amos Harding rams suddenly In
from the scrub oaks.
"Heigh, folks, look o. here! Here's
where 0 get your gen-u-wine happi-
nessl 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
wv Kuhn. ,
Come right In and see the folks.
Don't be bashful. Here, people, salute
the happy couple; salute the blushing
BRIDE
II hain't goin' in there still" At the
edge OF the black ring Tile 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 a great
show of force into the cabin. Say,
good-lookin' couple, amt it? Honest
now. did you ever see a handsomer
one?" He stood off critically, his head
on one side. "And it's all on account of
me. / tell you. folks. this is my mas
terpiece. Ms Dribelbis, you've got a
good deal to thank me for"
ooh, pshaw!" The bride snapped
out the words with killing sarcasm
"Wal, now, you look o. here" con-
tinued Amos solemnly, do you re-
member how wild Ulie was for one
spell? Wal, sub, when he was right
at the height Of his craziness I took
him and give him a little talk. UIie,'
seq ], fatherly like, you're binder N
a beat. Here you be a-runnin' hither
and yon, like a hen with her head of,
after this silly young thing and that silly
young thing, and you've looked plum
over the best lookin' and pertest young
woman in these here valleys SEE L"
"Oh, you 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
lightnin' and she a hev the pick of
the valley the minute she turns her
hand over, but you try her. ser /. It'll
take careful cvdrtin,' SEE !, and you
may hev to ask her a dozen times, but
you hang right to 1t. You've gut the
bare ghost OF a show SEE I. but I'll
tell you one thing ON the square. II
my beloved companSl should suddenly
be called up yonder, you wouldn't hev
no more show than a snow-bird in to-
phet,' seq l."
You're a soft old squash head.
Thar" h snapped, simpering the
while In spite Of herself.
wal, now, that amt no Joke neither;
but then squashes amt the worst
things in this world. And there's 9TH
ers Jest as bad. Say, Ulie, how's
vOur wOwin'2 Faith good7 I'll