The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-06-18

t ~ @atcned the trim. girlish figure II
alng the narrow strip OF beach. And sh,
nad ner misgfvings. 1t didn't stand t.
reason that such a pretty. cornpanionablt
70 Lhat lonely shore under the Palisade:
70 lve IN a deserted old house and write
pays. That was what she said she die
She looked again at the card the visitor
naa left Miss sybil Latham. II she
~ : HuEsing a secret sorrow I miss my
f ~ sEllIed the custodian of the Stan.
t3n studio. She watched until she saw
ms gifl board the tiny motorboat thai
teFrlea across the Hudson. and some way
ner Reart warmed toward her as she re-
MOULD and the sadness In her eyes. A
moiLlh at the gray house would do her
asnffi ~ aidn,t begin to grow really cold
sisti aLter New Years. and she and Joe,
her Dig boy. would take good care of her.
IT was less than a week afterward that
ag9h moved In, She brought over a trunk
anu typewriter with her, and decided to
eecocorrpy the studio room on the second
LOOT with its high north light and all OF
9 was tn palaphernaiia lying around. Joe
on the hearth In the living room below, and
IN tne round studio stove. It was all very
S 10y ana inductye to work. yet after the
aget S G5osed on Joe and his mother the
sooQ iook around, and dropped down on
the pr4ad couch to have a good cry.
a at - not even sent a message, one
td a message before sailing. He had said
s iSas any oyertures must come from her
fbA S+nce she mad been the one to break
'H "Bn iaVe 0on dot Petween them.
Soo, she had told him, and II had ali
seemed so simple and plain. 'Thes years
h. ~ "o5K and study mean so much to you,
me load, and you say I mustn't wort +
eHdnk men are selfish to the core. Bob
t 1S1eR'f Reart fslf'S 81. straight to ne core Of
80 I'D LeT own VynFk f1 tIn --z-tJ -
~, what ambitions she NAV have tn
tb bsg II al into the scrap heap when
~H Ia mar" abey her and 1ust-1ust-"
to be free, sweetheart?" you "ah'
,cork mink you ought to be-for your
But ven then, way d eIse in b.r ,.a-.
sas nag not thought he would take h her
te erff9 . ana sns wanted to be argued mas
trenG5ed position. She wanted him "a. saw
ne dldn,t give q rap about anythinr So
nine I lnyitIo ogf that the subway was run
city nail was not frauehte with ary 80 -
la dangers TO a young man and yoTina
Woman with intentions OF natrfrnony RIt
s 81 5'& rs saia nothing Of the sort. He had
saat ne wasn't the sort of chap to r1aks
net SO happy that she didn't care for any
E ~ sl Mrs N IRE. and he had sailed 70,
She had heard 1t in town first ,nons
the studio rowd and had not n,,frn has
r st u. lie had taken refuge over at ths
shoTe under the palisades. where h.
WORKED all summer long. She knew the
~ over and so she had gone to find
little vacant house, and she had wanted IN |
stay there amongst all his little prfvate |
belongings.
The day before Christmas all her rsso-
iutions wavered. Far down the Hudson
At night she could watch the lights ~
rev YORK glowing In the gray mists, and
aney called her back. But Mrs. Batter.
In the draughty studio, and must be
dosed with various things, and not al
70 cross the river.
On Christmas eve she lay wrapped In
her steamer rug on the old couch drawn
pefore the fire. when she heard Toe
taiklng to somebody in the little outside
You see, mother thought vo,,.a So,
Tor good. and she had a chance to LET n
and there amt a bit of harm done 10 n.
nut the lady's kinder dwindling away
IN yonder.
sybfl sat up, her hair falling loosely
ssr11uae ner shoulders. her big brown eyes
form OF Bob. 4'
Didn't expect Santa Claus. did you.
It fell on the floor and Jos .o -
one look In through the window and fled,
eor Bob Stanton had calmly reached
ne a1~a an ana rfted the girl on the lounge In
II was nearly an hour later when Mrs
Sattersea and joe led the way down to
poat landing with lanterns. Joe
mad been signaling across to the ferry
and the little motor boat was waiting for
them.
We'll be married tonight. Mrs. Bat
keep UP the fires. for well be back horne"
Land alive, and here we thought YOU'D
zone TO Egypt" sighed Mrs. Battersea adj
II started" Bob smiled back to her
yes. ! did. l packed my steamer
trunk and got as far as Hoboken. and
;hanged my mind. because I'd left some
Painting things?" asked Joe, curio1,sly
No, Joe. Just 81 heart Bob returned.
IND IN the darkness his arm stole around
sypli as tney climbed into the motorboat.
across the river lay the long necklace OF
lights that marked Riverside Drive. Be-
,ond, tho lights of the city gleamed Hike
allen stars.
we reached out and taken you for my
without by your leave or even please.
20 you know how ] found out you were
1t the old studlo?''
Mrs. Battersea? ~
mo. I was dead lonesome, and I came
iown to the ferry just to look across, and
saw you Hight In my window, and the
told me OF the girl he had taken
yer with q trunk and a typewriter, a girl
Tith gray fnr cap and light hair all blowy
e said. It's blowing across my eyes this
Syba looked at the ferryman sitting mo-
ioninss as a statue at the steering wheel.
d sv did not even seem to see them.
With a little restful sigh of content. Hes
! regular Santa Claus bringing me my
christmas present tonight"
Horse and Motor Thieves.