Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1910-05-26

ANNNN VIVIAN >N>A. SNAh Wv
enough to buy this farm, do you sup
pose? Caroline can't raise a thing on
it but hay N potatoes n pusley, with
Il mess Of butter beans now n then.
Besides, though I'm away from home
a good deal myself, l do seem to need
this place for a kind of depot"
An expression Of sly humor lighted
the invalid's countenance, but her lis
tener's manner was merely one of
grave attention. 81 see," he remarked
quietly. But, Miss Analine, some peo-
pie travel in their own private cars.
How would it strike you and your Sis
tire if you could get a good price for
the farm and still keep the house here
for a sort of car perhaps? Travel in
it to your new home. say?"
Young man, be you crazy?" Red
| spots burned in the faded cheeks, and
there was stern Interrogation in the
voice.
Listen, Miss Analine." was the ear
nest entreaty, and in reassuring tones
the plan was little by little unfolded
by which the Butterworth company
might gain possession Of the coveted
land and yet the two old ladies be at
the same time enriched, while, best of
all, the belated traveller could at last
take a trip in very truth.
Therefore when Miss Caroline made
her tardy appearance she found her
sister sitting upright in excitement, so
%engrossed in conversation with Jack
Butterworth that she was utterly OBJ
livious to the fact that Shocks, the
gray kitten, was playing with the map
of Africa in a way which threatened
the immediate destruction of the dark
continent.
Caroline" summoned an imperious
voice, Its high time you got here.
We're going to sell this farm, you n
I, and take a trip abroad. My, but
won't the Enderley folks stare!"
Remember" admonished the auto
crat, mot a word of this is to be lisped
till we're ready to start on u trip.
Won't it give Enderley a turn, thought"
She chuckled as she packed her books
and maps in a neat pile on the stand
at the side Of the bed. Tomorrow,
sister," she proclaimed, well begin
to make over my brown alpaca for a
travelling dress. I wonder If ruf11es or
bias folds would look best for any n
going away"
But there was no reply, for the mind
of the other was busy with both pros
pect and retrospect. "How car give
ny t1n INo,. old V1oooS sS che f,o11u
asked, with a groan. But such an
offer as he made! 'Twould seem like
flying in the face Of Providence to
refuse. Land sakes, though, how up
set 1 am" she walled.
chats just it," retorted the invalid
with asperity. cts land sakes' and
nothing else. Haven't we still got the
house, and aren't we going toslive in
a good lot down next to the Baptist
minister's when we get home from
u travels? Caroline Dyer, if you'd
been around the world as much as
some folks you'd likely have more
sense than you've ever got yet. I
should think you'd go now and get
supper with Il glad heart like a Chris
tan. I feel to eat a hefty meal my
self" Thus admonished, the u
full Il was forced to bestir herself.
Succeeding morrows rolled into the
present and then the past until one
morning a smiling youth arrived with
the gay announcement: "The private
car is ready and horses are in sight
for the-baggage, shall I say? All
aboard Miss AnalineY
"Wait till my bonnet and shawls
on" commanded the bedridden trav-
eler. Then, noting an involuntary
smile, she grimly added. "When you're
making a real start for the first time
in a good many years. young man, |
think you'll want to go seemly and
prepared"
Miss Analine received" at different
stages of her triumphal progress, and
the unusual excitement served as a
bracing tonic. 1--WE stop down by the
Carder farm tonight" she announced
on the second day with the manne of
n about to- behold untold glories,
but it was the following noon that q
discovery was made which thrilled
Miss Caroline with the awakening of
a hope long deferred.
She "a getting dinner at what they
termed a way station" when she re-
marked with a perturbed expression,
II declare, Anuline, I'm coming to be
as forgetful as old Grandma Skillins.
Why, l should have vowed I had a
big piece of berry pie in the butt'ry
for your dinner, but there amt so
much as a bite"
She looked at the scanty repast with
regret, but great was her amazement
to hear her sister acknowledge with a
mixture Of pride and contrition, "Come
to think of it, that must have been the
identical pie I ate last night"
Miss Caroline dropped into a chair.
"Analine Dyer" she gasped, "tell me
the truth! How'd you happen to get
that when twas in the butt'ry?"
There was no attempt at conceal
ment, but a characteristic explanation
vas in readiness. Don't get fustered,
Caroline. You act as foppy as If you
u,oo nor cicl. Won 600 ,twoo %bio NOV