The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1914-06-19

ulm Win Satisfaction TOT tUe las
three days he had labored tirelessly t
hC the place for the evenings event
The parlor now showed walls trimmed
with straight-back chairs and the
grand piano-long ago put In order
had been relegated to the library. Thai
instinct for the artistic, which had
made him a asst resort in the veXing
problems Of club entertainments, had
aided him in the Courts adornment.
Out OF the kitchens Cassandra's
egg beating chatted like a watchman's
rattle. while Aunt Daphne put the fin
ishing touches 10 an array Of lighter
ediDles destined 10 grace the long ia
Bile on the rea porch. now walled in
with snow-white muslin and hung with
candle-lusters. Under the trees Uncle
Jefferson was even her experimenting
with various punch compounds, and a
delicious aroma OF vanilla came 10 Va
liant's nostrils.
The Red Road, as Naliant's car
passed. was dotted with struggling pc.
destrians. humble country folk who
trudged along the grassy foot-path
with no sullen regard for the swift
ears and comfortable carriage that
left them behind; sturdy barefooted
children who called shrilly after him
and happy-golucky negro youths clad
In their best with Sunday shoes dan
cling over their shoulders. slouching
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the same Mecca, which presently rose
before hm, a gateway OF painted can
vas proclaiming the field 10 which il
opened Runnymede.
He halted his car at the end OF the
field and snapped a leash in the bull
dogs collar. Il hate to do il, old
man" he said apologetically TO Chum's
r~eproachful look, but I've got to.
There are to be some stunts, and in
such occasions you're apt to be con
WINGED you're the main one OF the con
t%estants, which might cause a mix-up.
Never mind; I'll anchor you where You
won't miss anything"
With the excited dog Juggling be-
fore him. he threaded his way through
the press With keen eyhilaration. Now
and then his gloved hand touched his
cap at a salutation. He was con
scious Of swift bird-lihe glances from
pretty girls. Here was none OF the
rigid straight-ahead gaze or vacant
stare of the city boulevard. tho eyes
that looked at him, frankly curious
md tnnp1trinu u-npa fp1I 80 oooV nynn
~comradeship. Some Of the girls wore
gowns an hats That might that morn
ing have issued from the Rue de n
Paix, others were habited in cheap
materials. But about the latter hung
no benumbing self-consciousness. All
bore themselves alike. He was begin
ming TO realize that there might really
exist straitened circumstances, even
actual poverty, which yet created no
sort of social difference.
Opposite the cauvas-coyered grand
stand sat twelve small mushroom
tents. each with a staff and tiny flag
Midway lines Of haXen ropes stretched
between rows OF slender peeled sap.
linSS from whose tops fioated fanged
steamers OF vivid bunting. A pavilion
of purple cloth. open at the sides,
awaited for the committee, and near
the center. a negro band was disposed
on camp-stools. the brass of the wait.
ing instruments winking in the sun
light. The stand was a confused glow
OF color, of light gauzy dresses, OF
young girls in pastel muslins with
flowers in their belts. picturesque hats
and slender a~rticulate hands darling
in vivacious gestures like white swal-
lows ~ the gentry from the big
houses"
The ligGt athletic figure. towed BY
the white bulldog. drew many glarces.
Naliant's eyes. however. as they swept
the seats. were looking for but one.
and at first vainly. He felt a quicl;
pang of disappointment. Perhaps she
would not come, Perhaps her mother
was still i'll. Perhaps-but then sud
denly his heart beat high, for he saw
her in the lower tier, with a group of
young people. He could not have told
what she wore. save that il was of soft
NNAlAAp plet Win a. nat NuoSt CONu IL
curved brim was wound with a shaded
plume Of the same tint. Her mother
vas not with her. She was not look.
ing his way as he passed-her arms
at the moment being held out in an
adorable gesture toward a little child
in a smiling matron's lap-and but a
single glance was vouchsafed TO him
before the major seized upon him and
bore him to the purple pavilion. fer he
was II of the committee.
But for this distraction. he might
have seen. entering the stand with the
Chalmers just as the band struck up
q delicious whirl of Dixie" the two
strangers whom the doctor had OBJ
served an hour before as they whirled
by the Merryweather Mason house be-
hind the judges grays. Silas Fargo
might have passed in any gathering
for the unobtrusive city man. Katha-
rine was noticeable anywhere. and
today her tall willowy figure in it's
champaCne-color lingerie gown and hat
garnished with bronze and gold this
ties. setting in relief her ivory
statuesque face. drew q wave OF whis-
pered comment which left a sibilant
wake behind him. The party made
q picturesque group as they now dis.