The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1911-09-07
The GIRL End The QUESTION
ev A.,rv Wilton Thomas.

waving grain II distances of greer
meadow. With it's speed lever vel
forward, the White charger had ceased
It's coughing and choking to settle down
to the steady purring OF a contenteo
cat. There was no ~chauffeur-1ust
Fred Gienvalon and Hyacinth, all alone
in the big touring car. Wooded hills
fields and farm houses floated by
sereneiy. To the man at the wheel ii
seemed the logical moment.
You must know" he began, that !
am very fond"-
Something that was happening ahead
gave him pause. \ horse hitched TO q
farm cart was making a desperate
effort to do a back tiipflap. but the har-
ness hampered him. Suddenly he re-
su,ned all tours. and, after the mn
of such a~ntiquated devices as horses,
made a business like dash for the seat
of alarm. G%lenvalon tried to give him
| right OF way, but the horse preferred
trouble. The wheels of the cart and
those of the automobile met at such
close range that the latter vehicle was
laid up for repairs straightway.
For Glenvalon and H~yacinth 1t meant
a short cut on foot cross fields to the
LarcheS. What he regretted was that
the rishap had not chosen to occur
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| have been enough. In that time he
could have finished his avowal and re-
ceived Hyacinth's answer He had the
delicacy not to return to the subject
ROW, with the girl in such a nervous
state after the smash up.
Blu a day or two afterward. when
they We're having a bareheaded ride to-
gether, he found what seemed to be
another logical moment. They had en-
tered the cleaning or a wood. Ine
horses, left to their fancy, had dropped
:a:c avail ~ -s~!!eata-was toned
only by the light beats of hoofs on the
turf and the shriil whistle of an unseen
quail.
You must know" he began, that l
am vefJ fond of you. In plain truth
"Oh. my saddles slipping!" she cried
out, and the next instant G~lenvalon,
~dismounted, was Juggling away at the
girth. Under his breath, but none the
less eXpressiVely, he rated he groom
who had saddled the horse. Again the
spell was broken and the ride ended
without any incident offering the
shadow Of an excuse for a tender
aVoWal.
Patiently he watched and waited for
a week. One afternoon they were in
his sail boat. romping over the sunlit
bay to a beach where he atlantic
played. 1t was a beat to windward in
a one-reef breeze, and the second of h
long taeks was marke by a long 81
lence between them. With head
thrown back, Hyacinth was gazing
dreamily into the s%peckless blue. 1T Is
the moment of moments" Glenyalon
himself. Then he began:
You must know that I am very fond
of you in truth, Hyacinth, II
oh. it's breaking! It's breaking"
she cried, %springing up. This, time it
was the nn0lE ho1yy-nrl IF no rtaH aud
slipped the gait and san hanging
by the toppinlift, all in wrinkles.
Damn it," Glenvalon's comment. Il
beg your pardon" he said with the
next breath. III you'll hold the tiller
ri see what I a do. Keep her up to
wind all o an"
He Skinned up the mast, one end Of
the parted halyard in his teeth, caught
The other length of 1t on the way, rove
t through the block, made fast the
with the right knot, then to the
deck again and hoisted the sail in re-
narkably short order. On the run home
he thought once that another logical
moment had come, but it was not the
genuine thing, for it did not move him
o speak.
Two days passed. Glenvalon walked
on to the lawn of the Larches
n the morning. There was such a
rim look In his face that Hyactnth's
sister and brother, playing tennis, won
Tered what was the matter with him.
Nothing allied him except that he had
worn while walking over from his
'lace that today he would finish his
proposal though an earthquake had the
to interrupt.
"Hy has gone to town." said the little
TO town." exclaimed Glenvalon, in
manner that was as good as saying,
What the devil has she done that for?"
Yes. Shopping. We're in a dread
ul state here for things, mamma says,
nd she and Hy made off by the $780,"
Their was another train at noon, and
flenNalon was a passenger. "This sort
It thing is becoming a bore" he in
ormed himself, entering a cab at the
allway terminus in town. "Tn speak
o her wherever I find her and finish
he speech" But he did not stand by
of the Gilded Hotel, after
timer. with her mother and others, all
together.
He seemed to be astonished to find
hem In New York. "Oh, how do you
to- he exclaimed, as the white and
odd room shot skyward.
Hyacinth's mother shook her head
Yearly. Speaking for one, I don't
now how We do" she said. "Midsum-
ner shopping Is, for example, not a
midsummer dream. So glad you arc
lere. For me, repose tonight and cour-
'ge tomorrow, for the battle is not yet
'ver.'
"Twelve!" muttered the elevator,
oilct. and she went to her apartments.
ilenHalon and Hyacinth assembled to
he last ~station--the garden on the
'oof, three hundred feet above the sun
asphalt of Fifth avenue.
u suppose the whole shop will topple
{ / try 1t here" he thought. .Don,t
are II it does. Now II ever" They
iesifed neither ices nor music; at least
lie did not. and he led her away from
he tables with their mellow light Of
shaded lamps, the clack of tongues.
they crossed a bridge that spanned q
leen chasrn between two wings OF the
building and discovered a spot to
which he strains OF the orchestra
am with a muffied. far-away cadence
ofe but the wnfre-aproned walters
trays of refreshments passed
way.
Isn't It perfectly enchantingi!. she
exclaimed, looking down upon the
sparkling panorama Of the city, while
ner2auffN gGnn
done on a seaside veranda. For
more tina three seconds did he LET
her enjoy the picture. Then he began.
"Hyacinth. you must know
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