The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1916-11-02

:. surely turn up soon somehow and make
:. matters right. Anyhow, it was the least
he could do to take himself out OF her
way, and to get his trust to its owners
} at CnCe.
2 The car halted suddenly before a
brightly lighted mansion, whose tented
entrance effectually shut out the gaze
of alien eyes. and made the transit from
| car to domicile entirely private. There
was no opportunity here to disappear.
The sidewalk and road were BLACK with
curious on!ookerS. He stepped from
the car first and helped the lady out.
He bore her heavy boquet because she
looked litrally too frail to carry it fur
Their herself.
In the doorway she was surrounded
by 4 bevy of servants, foremost among
whom her old nurse claimed the priv
ilege of greeting her with tears and
smiles and many "Miss-Celia-my-
Gears," and Gordon stood for the in
slant entranceG, watching the sweet
play Of loving kindness in the face Of
the pale little bride. AS soon as he could
lay down those flowers inconspicuously
he would be on the alert for n way OF
escape. 1t surely would be found
through some back or side entrance OF
the house.
But even as the thought came to him
the old nurse stepped back, to let the
other servants greet the bride with stiff
bows and embarrassed words Of bless
ing. and he felt a hand laid heavily ON
his arm.
He started as he turned, thinking in
stantly again of his commission and eX-
pectins 70 see a policeman in uniform
by his side, but it WAS only the old
nurse, with tears of devotion still in her
faded eyes.
Mister George, ye hewitt forgot me.
hev We" she asked. earnestly. You
usen't to like me vera we'll, mind,
but ye was awful for the tcasin' an I
was always FOR my Miss Celie, But by
cones is bygones now an | wish ye
wen. Yer groWed a man, an [ know ye
must be worthy O. her, or she'd never
heV consented to take ye. Yev got a
guide wife an no mistake, an l know
ven be the llappiest nan alive. Ie
won't hold it against me, Mister George,
that | used to tell yer uncle on your
masterful tricks, will ye? You mind 1
was only carin' fer my baby gir.., an
We were but a boy"
She paused as if expecting an answer,
and Iordon enlDarrassedly assured her
that he would never think of holding sc
trlfling a matter against her. He cast
a look of revcrent admiration and en-
dernesS TOWARD the beautiful girl who
was smiling on her loyal subjects like
a queen, reused from her sorrow to give
joy to others; II ever her OLD nurse
was satisfied.
All, SC IuSS llcl. 1lSlS SSolS Sc, ooll I
ye?" the nurse questioned. Il don't
wonder Everybody what lays eyes on,
her luves her. She's that dear here
the tears got the better Of the good
woman for an instant and she forgot
herself and pulled at the skirt of her
new black dress thinking 1t was an
apron, and wishing to wipe her eyes.
Then suddenly Gordon found her lips
uttering strange words, without his
own apparent consent, as if his heart
had suddenly taken things in hand and
determined to 10 as it pleased without
consulting his judgment.
Yes, owe her" he was saying, and
words were true.
This discovery made matters still
more complicated.
Then yell promise me something,
Mister George, won't yep said the
nurse eagerly, her tears having their
own way down her rosy anxious face.
Yen promise me never to make her
feel bad any more? She's cried a lot
these last three months, an nobody
knows but me. She could hide it from
them all bat her old nurse that has
loved her SO long. But she's been that
sorrowful, enough fer a whole lifetime.
Promise that yell do all in yer power
to make her happy always"
L will do all in my power to make
her happy" he said, solemnly, as If
he were uttering a vow, and wondered
how short-lived that power was to be.
CHAPTER v.
The wedding party had arrived in
full force now. Carriages and auto
mobiles were unloading; gay voices
and laughter filled the house. The ser
wants disappeared to their places, and
the white bride. with My a motioning
look toward Gordon. led the way to
the place where they were to stand
under an arch Of roses, lilies and palms
in a room hung from the ceiling with
dropping ferns n white carnations on
invisible threads of silver wire. until
it all seemed like a fairy dream.
Gordon had no choice but to follow,
as his way was blocked by the incom-
ing guests, n he foresaw tina his
exit would have to be made from some
other door than h front If he were to
escape yet awhile. AS he stepped into
the mystery Of the ,flowe. scented room
where his lady led the way, he was
conscious of a feeling of transition
from the world Of ordinary things into
one OF wonder. beauty and mysterious
Joy; but all the time he knew he was
an tmpostOr, who had no right in that
silver threaded bower.
Yet there he stood, bowling, shaking
hands. and smirking behind his false
mustache. which threatened every min
ute to betray him.
Feople COld MIN he was looking well,
and congratulated him on his bride.
Some a he was stouter thar when
he left the country and some said he
was thinner. They asked him ques-
tons about relatives and friends liv-
ing and dead, and he ran constant risk
Of getting into hopeless difficulties.
His only safety was in smiling,
saying very little; seeming not to hear
some questions, and answering others
with another question. 1t was not so
hard after he got started, because there
were so many people, and they kept
coming close pon n another, so no
one had much time to talk. Then sup
per with It's formalities was got
through with somehow. though to Cor
don, with his already satisfied appetite
and his hampering mustache, it seemed
an endless ordeal.
Jeff" as they all called him, was
everywhere. attending to everything,
and he slipped up to the unwilling
bridegroom Just as he was having to
answer a very difficult question about
the lateness Of his vessel. and the kind
Of passage they had experienced in
crossing. BY this time Gordon had
discovered that he was supposed to
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