The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-02-05

declined to print it before ThanksgiV-
ing. But the News does need the
money!" he concluded. For, Janet
the News Is going to run for congress!
He was happy as a boy over it, Hc
had been seeing a number OF people
he assured her. Surprised en-! II
seemed quite a novel ideal But do you
know it's much as aunty says Fol-
SO years the News has given columns
free advertising and ticket printing to
every church fair, rattle, oyster supper
and what-not In the county-boosted
all the benefits and lodges. welcomed
the labor unions over oun IGarlville,
pleaded for the farmers cooperative
association, n all that-and never
asked q thing from any ne. And now
when | go to these men-just the run
OF w~orkaday men-and tell them I'm
going into the primary against Jim
Hall, they look surprised n then say:
Why, of course, Wiley! Just as II we
all ought to have thought of it before!"
"Of Counsel" she smiled gravely.
What did l tell you?" And h did not
subdue the pride in her voice.
He was cleaning his hands Of the
printers ink to go up the hill to his
supper talking eagerly all the time.
Janet must come up and see the new
window boxes he had made for Aunt
Abby's primroses. working nights and
clWcC tlIiiSS, anu plcSclllIg SiiC louhN
herself. as of old, going with him
laughingly up the path back Of the
shop.
I'm not a dead failure!" he declared.
IF only a mar comes to nave a sense
of his place n work somehow things
appear brilliantly easy. You see, be-
fore, l never stopped to inquire any
thing. Life appears simple enough to
a man who has but two shirts-he
lya nff nrn m 49, NNN thn- owl
And that's all I've been doing here in
Rome, Janet-till now
And now?' Her serene glance was
on him as they reached the crest by the
fence. He suddenly caught her hand
and lifted it to point away over the
town, the twilight country, the yelled
immensely of night. Here, there, a
lamp shone in a house; distantly a light
twinkled, and far off on the still land
one caught yet another.
Their homes Wiley whispered
The people whom you wish
to go to-the rough-coated n ST
lent farmers driving into town, toiling
away, but thinking, too. You wanted
to go among them, tell them that I
of the News, was of them, and
would fight for them if they would let
him! That what they believed in and
honored. he believed in and honored.
Janet, 1 stop here every night on my
way up from the shop and draw in
air-this fine air of the country,
and watch the lights come out in those
far-off farms on the hillsides, and a
vision comes to me of them all-their
homes n lives and destinies. / see
It all and understand, and it's as if
they were calling meas If there were
work and place for mel"
Janet nodded slowly. Her fond smile
n me So we'll Shp knayy hint IF hol
% be that way with him-an appeal to
MS imagination, his heart. his unde-
and simple a Well, SO
good. She would be practical for him;
she would find the way. He stopped
low with a sudden rueful curiosity.
Whats this I hear about you being
to go u and speak in the ma
ional campaign for women's suffrage
big fight in some Of the states?.
II was asked" Janet looked away.
t had been an anticipation come true.
had had her eyes on wider hori-
she had felt the supreme pleasure
# efficiency, Of power recognized. She
on calmly: But I declined 1t,
Wiley, this year"
He was watching her face in the
lusk. Il know why he retorted
.bruptly. at was to stay here and
lelp me-"
Yes"
He was silent. Some consciousness
( her bigness, of the richness of her
lie, was finding way into his vision.
t was portion OF his new delight in
IL this buoyant modernity, Just as he
lad awakened to kinship with the Mid
stern with the sense of patient
nd long-endured wrongs. and needing
His esthete's indrawing, his
with art and affairs, had got
nothing; life had rebuffed him. but
.ow he had come upon realness. Janet
uddenly typified all this; he saw her
nd with her all women as the new
companions of men, the
f~ficient helpers and counselors.
by George!!" he broke out You're
on SO grandly, Janet! always
at 1t, but you've grown SO!
Way-way beyond mel"
Most men are in a state of arrested
in their view of women"
he answered. "~playthings to be pos-
,essed, or parasites to be endured. But
ng freedom, extending It'll thought,
Wiley, you would grow to see that,
oo.,' at
yes, yes he cried, 81 cant" He
vas fired with her largeness. her faiths.
But she left him to go home with a
OF playful cynicism.
IF you will only keep the oncoming
way, WHEY. oIS SitCUk HGr uedQ.
But, tomorrow, I'll find you back
again. the old indolent chap-Curran
the News.
He waved ar ardent protest. When
Aunt Abby came home from the Con-
gregational sewing circle, where she
loved for her h~elpfulness, and re-
proved for her tolerance OF Mr.. Cur
beer drinking. she found him
out at the starlit country.
aAunty,'' he murmured, why do you
suppose I never make any money!
Some men jest have it In 'em,
Wiley: n some just run country
papers" She too soff her black n
lavender cap, but powdered her nose
again, for she had only waddied home
to get his supper and then she would he
off once more to assist at a church
social. AS she cooked, her nose grew
reddor, and when she was done with
Wlley.s supper, h powdered 1t again.
1t was mortifying indeed to a good ro-
tund lady. who knew that when she
came to the circle to Join in the reju-
venatinE of small Congregational
pants, for the home missionary box.
there would be a sniff or two, for some
way on other the fragrance Of Mr.. Cur
rams shameless beer drinkings would
cling To her He a a bad way
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