Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1912-10-10

1 uI&NCT POWSES. MIS-. 4AOW IOl, my lcNS =
waiting woman, was troubled by no
such complex emotions. h made lit
tie attempt to conceal her own dissat-
isfaction or to disguise the fact that
the old countess was in no humor for
gay company.
my lady has had an awful attack
OF govt" she averred. land tho doc
tors have ordered the strictest quiet.
Tho least agitation might be fatal.'
we will be as quiet as mice. Low
ton," said Lady Prudence. ostenta-
tiously tiptoeing across the narrow hall
and up the steep stairs. James, pay
the cabman and let me know how much
I 1--WE YOU"
The butler obeyed. though with no
great alacrity. Her ladyship amt long
getting back to her old tricks" he
muttered with rather a wry smile. as
he hunted his pockets for the coach
hire. Il gave the man two shillings--
coming back promptly. II suppose your
ladyship has not forgotten that before
you went to Yorkshire"
"Oh, never mind that, James," she
interrupted hastily. LET bygones be
bygones, and when 1 come into my
fortune you will see whether 1 for
get anything. Come. Peggie, let us go
to bed. i am fainting for want Of
sleep"
II am fainting. too," retorted Miss
Moffat. but more with hunger than
sleep. Lowton, for the love of heaven.
order some breakfast, and that speed
lily"
I'm see what I can do. Miss Mar
garet, said Lowton, without enthusi-
asm. but her ladyship keeps us closer
than ever, and I doubt IL there's any
thing for breakfast but milk and
bread"
The cousins crept softly I'D to the
II It1flA room m tho ton Anar 0p,hopn thDao
d~islnantled beds and the rare floors
gave so much evidence OF disuse and
80 little promise of hospitality that the
most courageous hearts might have
sunk a little.
We We're better ii at Bleakmoor.
said Prue piteously.
.Mayhap-but there we were out Of
helps way. and here, IL we will-or
rather If you will-there is succor at
hand" said the undaunted Peggie--
and even while l speak Of rescue,
here comes my dear old Lowton with
food for the starving and sheets and
blankets for the weary. Come, coz, eat
and sleep. n when you wake you
Will be ready for any emergency"
1t was evening before the tired
travellers rose. and, ransacking ward
robes and closets for the wherewithal
to replace their soiled and dusty
travelling attire, made themselves pre-
sentable for the inevitable visit Of
ceremony to their grandmother.
Quiet as they had been. the old lady
mad become aware of their arrival Ions
before the faithful Lowton ventured,
In lugubrious whispers, to commune
cate the news.
There is no necessity. my good
Lowton. for you to apologize for my
granddaughter" Lady Drumloch had
interrupted. almost before the first
word was uttered. mo doubt I shall
have to listen to half a dozen different
stories before l get at the true cause
OF this visit. SO you may as we'll spare
yourself the trouble of %inventing ex-
cuses for you know not what. Let
me know when the travellers rise. and
l will receive them n lear what they
have to say for themselves"
h venerable countess lay in a huge
four-poster bed. propped high with
pillows scarcely whittier than her
waxen face, upon which still fingered
some of the beauty and all OF the in
domitable hauteur Of the belle of half
q century ago. Her scant and snowy
priceless lace Inc ruffes OF the same
fell over her small tvory-white hands.
AT the ceremonious announcement OF
the Viscountess Brooke and the Hon
orable Miss Moffat. she slightly moved
her head IN the pillow and turned her
" - SySo OAAS " al
other.
tt what do I owe the honor Of this
visit. my lady vtscountess?" h in
quired dryly.
Partly. dear grandmother. to our
anxiety about your ladyship's health -
curtesy that she seemed to be falling
on her knees. and party because a
whole long year in the wilds of York
shire hath made US homesick."
IA whole long year in your brother
inlaw's house. gaming. dancing and
and fox hunting. a still left you with
an appetite for the follies OF the
court, I doubt not" Lady Drumloch,
Does your ladyship return to York
shire today. or tomorrow? I under
stand that you travelled without escor.
or baggage and by the public con-
veyance!"
grandmother" pleaded Prue, her bright
eyes filing with tears (the mink al
ways had q supply ut her command)
You do not want US to go back to-
tired OF the excellent .Lowton's con-
versation. and do you not weary FOL
your little Prue to read you Mr.
Pope's latest poem and Mr.. Steel's new
play? and make you die of laughing
over her adventures with the York
shire sQuires?"
And not only the squires." put ii
Peggie, who had been standing rather
in the background, eagerly awaiting
chance to bring herself into notice
"Prue has had adventures with gal
lants more romantic than Yorkshir,
squires!"
"Ah! Is that Margaret Moffat?" criet
the old lady. "'Tis sure where Pru.
dence IL. her shadow cannot be fal
away! And. pray. what have your ad.
ventures been? Have no even bump,
kin SuuireS fallen to Your charms