Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1912-03-08

SlOSu ny NE anyhow, anu III" I've
zone and bungled everything through
my beastly suspicious nature. Jack.
you fix things for me and you shall
be my best man and get n diamond
pin"
You bet | WILL" replied Jack heart
lily. Nov. Dick, you're ratified. Go
and take a nice stroll along the beach
till luncheon time, and when you come
back I'll have things fixed for you"
Il will" said Jocelyn gratefully,
starting off with a swinging stride;
and, as he watched him depart, Jack
Stanfield murmured:
It's worth it. it's worth it. It's
worth wen a diamond pin" Where
upon he went off to a V : quiet talk
with his bride.
The luncheon gong, audible for half
a mile, drew Jocelyn homeward. with
appetite s~harpened by his walk he
hurried toward the hotel, in whose din
ing room the guests were already as
sembling. Outside, on the piazza, en-
gagged in earnest conversation, he per
ceived Mrs. Van Loo and Stanfield.
Gratitude arose in his breast toWard
his friend. So, even in that short
space of time he had contrived to
strike up an acquaintance with that
lady. AS he approached them, not
without shyness, he saw MurieIs
slight figure emerge from the dining
room, and hurried up to intercept her.
She saw him coming II shrank
back, dismayed, not knowing what to
say. But he was at her side, pouring
out his passionate denial of the story.
AS he went on he saw conviction grad
ually creep over the girls face.
1T was all a Jest" he cried, "a mis-
cradle, wretched, foolish jest, Muriel.
Say You believe me. | am Lord Rich
ard Jocelyn himself, and /"
What might have followed he did
ing voice called him from across the
piazza.
Come here. %Jocelyn," it said, in
tones of unmistakable contempt.
Stantield and Mrs. Van Loo were
approaching him. Jocelyn fastened
toward them, puzzled at the tones OF
Stanfield's voice.
MY good fellow, what in the name
Of thunder are you doing down here?'
said Stanfield. Have you got a job
with the RANDOLPH"
What do o mean, jack" cried
JOCelyn in establishment.
20, cut that out, Dick said Stan
field. you can't throw that bluff here.
my man"
is this the fellow you were speak
ing about, Mr.. Stanfield?" asked Mrs.
Van Loo acidulously, putting up her
tortoise shell glasses. "Muriel. come
here to me-
Sure, that's him." said Stanfield,
grinning. Called himself Jocelyn.
did he? The last parts right enough,
for his names Lynn-Dick Lynn-and
a better butler never met in England
until he got the craze to be a gen
tleman."
Jack, you shall suffer for this"
cried Lord Jocelyn. rs this a jest,
CT what?"
Yes, the shock of exposure must be
terrific, poor fellow" said Stantield
compassionately. 20, Dick Lynn, l
warned you not to try your games on
anybody in my neighborhood. Lord
Jocelyn had to get rid of him, Mrs.
Van Loo, on account of this mania or
his. He started to impersonate his
on, Richard-a poo enough specimen
OF a man, madam, but still a noble
man, and a gentleman after his fash
ion. So they had to part company,
and I understand that Lynn had come
to our country, although | didn't be
lieve that he'd have the audacity to
fly as high as this"
"Merciful haven't" sobbed Mrs. Van
Loo. "he wanted to marry Muriel."
Lord Jocelyn, pale but very self-com.
posed. advanced into the midst of
them.
do you believe this, Muriel?" he
asked.
But the girl trembled and shrank
away from him Don't touch me,
don't speak to mel" she cried.
Suppose thai it is true" Jocelyn
went on. What them
Young man." said Mrs. Van Loo
haughtily. Il advise you to pack your
things and leave Craig's Peak by the
next train. That's all | have to say
to you. Muriel, come with mel And
she went into the dining room, fol
lowed by her daughter.
Jocelyn turned to Stanfield.
"Stanfield," he said, his voice shak.
ing with anger, II ought to give you
the thrashing Of your life for this,
but In consideration Of the service
that vol have done me ! shall merely
ignore you henceforward. You have
| shown up Miss a Loo to me in a
| new light and saved me from an ire.
parable blunder." And he turned
away.
But Stanield followed him and
stoned him at the end of the piazza.
"Dickey," he said, listen to your
best friend. l own I did mea to have
! some fun with you But when / saw
Mrs. Van Loo my joke became ear,
nest. sober reality. For l had met her
two winters ago at Palm Beach, and
the daughter too, Dickey."
"Well?" asked Lord Jocelyn coldly.
There was a dukes son there,
Dickey, who seemed attached to Mu,
riel. AND she played the same trick
on him, hickey. She fell into the
surf out Of a catboat.
Now you toddle along to the de.
pot, Dickey," he added. taking his
fr;on1 nv tho arm land I'll he tbere