The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1913-11-13

nv . ma asssrtion 4 tns n q tne
north.
Michisan locked 1t him craftiay; ne
h snrt 5oi1n.s mood q murder. nd Az
coolins. muttered the patriarch
THERE'S = nip D frost done comm
this way. Ikss time the fodder was In"
Well, well" said the peddier, with
his cracked gaity. there's work for
s 1nSss and Peter after school This biz.
The wife glanced up. Would they
never set on this topic OF the school
mg. John put his heavy hand across
.aThere'n Be NO more schooling
All, Jehn!" h wife walled, with
you ruin us all with your pride9
Ihere'n be an honest way for all yeti
ton OF some church league ON his
lapel. Down In his crouching soul
some faith fickered which gave him q
martyrs comfort against Johns as
celtic will. "The Lord Will provide"
ne snifded-"the Lord be by We, John
He was facing the winter In his scan
Y summer suit, but he could give
lily OF It vast Lords work
Lords providing, and not mans.
groWled john, and he f1ayed them al
again with his truculenca. He hat
changed In III night from q stolid, ye
aH-cartng father to an inward-burn
Ing fanatic, q hunted outlaw OF spirit
They could not voice the fright h
sons they could not eat SO fearful wer
they OF this new father. this man d
silent faces. where's Aureii7 III
girls not here he went on.
She's plannin' her new dress. til
mother Quavered. with some woma.
! n town. Shed have It new now. an,
thsn lay It away for the party at higl
n John, man, she'd be the pref
TEST OF them all with the n-w dresa
Michigan here, he tried to save tht
money. didn't We, uncle?"
Michigan laughed eoftly; his hair.
face lit up. The scared lads let dow
from their strain. Aurelie! She coult
brighten even the meagerness OF thu
quarry shanty. then.
She's too much attention now,
groWied III She's got some French
Trick OF making every loafer at tn,
billiard corner look at her. She's bet
ter away from gowns and parties
aye. and that priest from EarlvilL
over every month to talk to her. II
not have it-she's too much In thj
towns eye for a decent girl"
BE STILL" Knute blurted out OF thu
sob In his throat, she's coming"
The yes of all followed to the door
Even John did not raise his black hu.
.nor now h was here. She was II
the door listening with a trifle OF self
consciousness, the long lashes OF ha
eyes Q~utvering. Then she was anon,
them. dropping breathlessly, as
from a rum. into the chair at Michi.
gan's side, and looking about with al
odd defiant gaiety. Then she held he,
prompting.
Mother, I'm hungry. Sos Peter,
b caught UP the boys plate and heit
IT. with a bright sidelong glance Of af.
lection at the tow-headed Danish boy
The helped them with a muir,
mur Michigan's black secured paw
came to Aurefie's slim hand under thu
table Then she kissed him.
1t was a strange drama in tn
ing that held in the -quarrynana
house. But it stood like q bloom
against their meagerness. She hat
called the gaunt cracker womer
mother" but she could not have beer
farthei from them all IL she had
stepped from a child's story book. The
two foster brothers looked with un.
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south who was scolding them now In
some playful vivacity for their dirty
hands. When she talked she leaned lii
q pose who's grace again detached her
from them all, a thing not to be helped
or hindered. SO mative vas 1t to her,
so foreign to their breeding.
Aurelie had changed amazingly from
the barbaric I,ild heart Of her Louis
lana days whSl she had run away "a
the Catun balls, kneeltng to Ak .
woven cap Of hyacinths in her hair as
she stared at her reflection in the
water, and battling the lumbermen
with her French OF the swamp people
She was slender now. but a 1.-THE girl
and not q child; her face was dark,
mobile, tender or at times hard; her
black eyes had the flash Of rebellioua
Dane boys adored her, yet not even did
little Peter for an instant suppose she
was his real sister. Everything abou.
her. her grace, her quickness, her
nimb1e tongue: her little rosary hung
on the white bureau in the tiny cham
Der Just of the kitchen, whose door
she had hung in red c,:intz: her habit
drugging-which Michigan made al
rising and brought to her bedside
where she slipped 1t and chartered with
the old bootlegger-her definat asser-
ton that h was a Catholic, whatever
that meant, her smatter OF French and
Spanish; her memories of wild and
wonderful years. which now, in the
crowded discomfort of the quarry
home, took on the aspect of unthink-
able romance-all these set her of
|fr>m HI whole world.
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