The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1913-11-20

And 10 dig nuts and ca. them D rnen
come into town. proud-oh, 20 very
proud-with a flower In ones hair,
marching into the recitation room at
high school without deigning to speak
to n one. He Thought back to the
n gypsy girl with short dresses
and long legs-hs wondered what an
amazing change had come to her In
the four years. He a forgotten her
until this lazy summer when, fishing
along S~insinawa, he had come upon
her gravely watching his threshing OF
a pool for bass. and b had mockingly
derided him. She met him agai hum
ing and showed him an offers den In
a wild morass OF the bottoms. when
none would nave believed there wa
he met her day by day and then by
night-a unique creature, he said at
first, laughably untamed. And he
amused himself by tanning her and
ended by loving her. To be French and
corner 81 the south, foreign and I'M
known-to know the outdoors as the
wild alone know it-this was the sum
mer madness that seduced him.
Hungry? Why the first winter here,
when Michigan,s houseboat stranded in
the pocket, and the bic Indian woman
who raised me, died OF pneumonia, we
were always hungry-we trapped any
sort of animal to live. And when the
Lindstroms came n lived with us.
1t wasn't much better-ome times.
I couldn't read or write when I was
12. Amt I done well, Harlan7"
"Adorably. But" he sighed.
81 know. You want me to go on n
graduate-and be a regular lady. Just
to show everybody. oh, and I WILL,
dear. I promised myself I would-just
for you'll E~verything's Just for you'll"
He was laughing again with that
curious hurt in his heart. And as no
held her, murmuring his ~fondnesR. he
days to come. His mothers stateliness.
the Van Hart tradition-Harvard, his
law career-vague and of the we'll or
dered future, but he knew that on him
was the obligation OF his parents de-
votion. Aurelierwhat was all this to
her. and what could she be to 1t?
And now you'll go east" she went
on. And If I can't go to school, l
don't know what / shall do. Oh. Har-
Ian, life's SO snarly-one can laugh
and be proud, but 1t hurts. And to
nave Papa John in jail-he's rough
with me, but that hurts. too"
He was still, and at length some
thing like a sigh came. Il wish you
could know my father, Aurelie. Why,
he'd be the first man to help Lindstrom
IL he could-and Uncle Michigan and
Knute and Peter and all OF you. He's
the gentlest, most tender hearted man
I know. But you see John damned the
court-that damned everything father
stands for-and his father before hin
and behind hat hundreds of years
of-of"-he paused, wondering II she
could realize what he meant-"well. OF
our family"
I'VE don't want charity" she cried
eve wanted Justice" And then at the
hurt in his eyes she went on with quiet
passion: al this summer I'd been sc
happy. Just waiting here, unknown
and alone for you. Oh. 1t was wonder.
J She held out her hands triumphantly
! "Of all the girls you knew-High street
girls-you anne UP here to me-
i alone"
"Aurelie," he muttered, that's on,
thing I'm sorry for"
She looked up quickly, and he wen
r on slowly. Mother wouldn't like it
She tried dimly to grasp this rever
( ence. What it meant of upbringin,
was beyond her in her meager and un'
! advised idea of honor. She had a sens
of some strength back of him that hal
t made his character, that had made tn
, great land. Vaguely she felt 1t mean
a home, a large housewife wide lawn
about it, like the Van Harris; good lty
g ing, a surrey or motor at the door; an,
the easy and welcome filCJlnS OF Ial
f girls in cool white such as she hal
seen-a beautiful way of life linking al
. clean and clever people together every
! where but never extending to a quarry
mans shack. 1t was this blind crop
ing to understand his world that mad
:. her humble with him. and 80 prou'
!, without him, to brave the ignoranc
= she knew was hers. The conscience o
= her lover was quite beyond her. Flo
= with him, though youth might be higf
). and blood hot-and there was adven
. ture in the September nights-yet al
:. ways he would think back to the OBJ
legation of his birth and breeding.
And she? Well. such a little thin
= it take to make or defeat one-such
/, little thing! The sort Of girl one meet
- nknow to all in the moonlight.
Aurelie was shot through with he
old jealousy Of this mother, this collee
- in the east, and all the brilliant worl
q that claimed him. Your mother woul
- not like it7 Or me! / hate'-thens h
,, hit her lip-"Oh, I'll not spoil it, Ha1
: lan-our last night together! And 1t
=, only another year as you say. You
be free and can work. She stoppe
- again, suddenly fearing. What woul
that freedom mean? He had neve
Il asked her to marry him. They ha
70 lived an idyl of the hills. the moo
a shimmering over the purple valley, tn
river winding to the sea-; all the glor
v of the summer nights they had Eel
is but never had they taken thought be
e. yond it.
is CONTINUED next week.
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