The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1917-11-01
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BY c. 3. LEWIS.

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thropt, Us he entered the sitting room
and found his sister Susan curled up
ION the settee and reading a book.
She looked up ut him and frOwned.
Bobbie was twelve years old, and there
were those who termed him precocious.
enough to boss his sister around, al
though she was eight years older
than he.
ut seems to me you take the great
news rather coolly," he went on.
"Here I've done for you what mother
and yourself have been trying to do
for the last two years, and you haven't
a word of thanks for me-"
"Bobbie, what do you mean?" asked
the sister as she sat up and laid aside
her book.
"Mean? Mean? I can't mean but
one thing. I have found husband
for you at last!"
"W-h-a-t!'
ooh, you have come to your senses,
have you? I thought it would astonish
you. have needed a brother-in.law
for the last two or three years, but no
one seemed to take shine to you. I
went out looking for one this morning
and found him without much trouble.
Susie, he is a cracker-j ack-nicest fell
Ter you ever saw. His name is Earl
Cosgrove. and he is good teller from
head to heels"
"Bobbie Winthrcpt, what are you
talking about!" half shouted the girl.
"Why, about the chap you are going
to marry, of course" was the sober
reply. "You see went out into the
woods this morning with my Flobert
rifle to kill a bear. I knew there
wasn't one left on Long Island, but 1
thought one might swim over from
Connecticut just to please me. found
the young man, while hunting around.
He is what they call a naturalist. Oh,
Susie, he is peach of good Teller,
and only hope you'll fall in love with
him!"
"You are talking pure nonsense z"
exclaimed Miss Susie, as she knocked
the cap off his head.
"There is no nonsense about 1t,
Susie. I didn't quite invite him to
come back to the house with me, but
I shall tomorrow. I am going to do
It to show you off and see If you can't
catch husband"
"You weren't forward enough and
bold enough and mean enough to tell
him you had sister?" queried the
girl, as her cheeks famed up.
81 don't remember that I did, but
I am rather absent-minded ut times.
II told him anything about you, it
was that hope you'd get married soon
because was tired of seeing an old
maid about the house. It shan't last
much longer"
Bobbie received a shaking which
clicked his teeth together and a push
which sent him far out of the room
and Miss Susie turned to her book.
Bobbie hunted UP Ills niother and re-
lated the circumstances II her. and it
was with very S her face that she
received them and "epliel:
"Bobbie, you mus not plague you:
sister about men. Tat is the way To
make girl hate tn, L. DON'T Bring
this young man to the iousc and don't
talk about Susie to fliE,."
"But can't Teller like me talk?"
protested Bobbie. .
eyes, but talk of general things"
Bobbie went away growing and
muttering. and next morning he saw
the stranger again. He was a little
more on his guard this time, and when
he got home he had nothing to say,
and no one tried to pump him. For a
week to come he was out in the woods
and fields with the naturalist every
day. but not word did he have to
say around the house.
The following week he went away
on visit to his aunt, to be gone
week, and it was during this week that
Miss Susie took saunter in the
fields, looking to gather some wild
strawberries. Before she had picked
single berry she heard voice
calling to her and, looking around,
she saw a young man seated on log.
He beckoned to her to approach, and
as she drew nearer he said:
II beg your pardon, miss, but have
met with an accident. By careless
step have turned my ankle and can.
not use it. Would you 60 to the high
way and ask aid for me from the first
passerby?"
Miss Susie was all sympathy at
once. She told him to lean on her
and she would take him straight to
the house, where her mother could use
some remedy for the sprain. He hest
tated to accept. but finally did with
many thanks. and after slow and
painful effort. he reached the house
and was at once handed over to the
tender mercies of mother and the cook.
Later on a doctor was telephoned for.
The patient gave his name as Earl
Cosgrove, but that brought no men,
cries.
When Bobbie came home he found
the patient still in the house, but he
hardly bowed to him. For a week
more he hardly had word to say,