Cheyenne record., 1917-03-08
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CHAPTER 1ll-continued.

David looked up quickly at his
qdkstioner.i She was younger than he.
ami pretty and freckled; and when
shS wrInkled up her nose as she
asked the question, David, could not
fofbear smiling. In spite Of the mo-
mSntary smile, the utter hopelessness
that returned to his cavernous eyes
almost frightened her, She felt, as
though she had snnwttti Il knocked, al;
at the door of a house that hid
tragedy, and she was on the verge Of
dismayed retreat But under Ithei
fgpny little nose there was a.. kind
little mouth and A square Httle'Echin;
sdsshe drew in her breath and ran up
aM her colors.9 = "a 's''-s - v Ito
sTwo pound ten a-yard."-a..r- .,-
Fits dollars not pounds here, you
knpw." she chided. "You're Engffst,
aren't you7" :. .es ,-,r -
His smile was frankly bitter now. =.
i.Tm done with England" he flashed
back. -, ......
"a Yankee then?" even zaore in
cfedulously. ~." n-'.. 'r.- a.sT g; g
eyes, thank God !" he burst forth.
EShe hnstened to remove the impli-
cation of scorn IL her words.
swell, SUPPOSE Wen be, too-fa-
ther and L W. Just arrived at Cory
don this morring. But I'm not thank
ting God especially for the prospect"
His silence seemed to dlsconcert
her. She may have been conscious
ofsomethlng In her thnt imagined
rebukc he did not intend. She bit
her 10 and threw a backward glance.
.-Three cheers for the PRESIDENT"
The candor in her eyes lent q SINGER
ity to hor words. She turned and
beckoned TO her father, who was chat
ting ut the door. He seemed to be
psed to her humors, for he came for
ward iniulgently with, swell, daugh-
teri" r.
Bs had the broad, red face Of L
prosperous British farmer, a ruddy
fisk In which you light! discern ano
sun-spot Of guile. Heartiness radl-
ated from him aGs from the maturing
sun. His shrewd little eyes looked
Oh David with so honest a kindliness
that Dav'i gave him instant trust A
strange cling for David knew it was
the farmers Of England whose flour
made tie threepenny loaves whose
price had made the viewers go hun
cry, ...' ..
"Father, want you to"-she turned
winsomely to the young storekeeper-
sWhat Is your name2"
The young man surrendered. "Da-
vid Larrence."
'aThis is my father, Mr.. Job Gran
mer. My name is Lydia, and I'm his
only daughter and he does what tell
him to, don't you. father?" And she
gave him a tug at his elbow.
The name Lydia instantly became
for David one Of those on the calen-
dar.
5 "Your daughter is very kind. Mr..
Cranmer."
The girl hnstened to impart the one
piece of Information she had Cleaned
about her countryman.
"He says he is going to live here"
+ "A fine country, this, young mar"
approved Mr.. Cranmer heartily. II
mean to settle here myself. They tell
me land is as cheap here on the will.
derness border as coals In Newcastle
I'm q farming man. ..-,,-,,.
"You're no farmef7" hazarded the
girl TO David. b.
"No-I was a weaver"
2"oh!" snld Cranmer. comprehend
ing, "then 1t hasn't been all skittles
with you, hey. young mnn?"
A wave Of dark red swept over Da-
vid's fnce and he seemed unnble TO
answer.
nottingham way. mayber pursued
his qucstioner.S y e.,
'Tes." he assented. and choked over
the word.
"Your people hive been hnrd tod.
den. haven't theyT; pressed Crnnper
kindly. Q 49,. :,
"Oh. do not mind me of itr' broke
from David,s Lips. / He 6wed his bend
to hide the itedrs he could not controls
Lydia turned to her father for ex-
PLANTATION.
Tsikely this. young man suffered
with the Luddites," he remarked.
Tell u.s." whispered Lydia. I'VE nre
~. d-n England" clustered
crnnmer. without an apology for the
oath. 4 !
David looked ct the mon intently.
There wns something about him that
reused question.
nottingham marketptsce. - q fair
sight" observed the farmer.
you've been therer.. - r.
sAy. one whit-M1ndays feast"
''ClIfton groves were green then,
cried Lydia engcrly. .. -
-"There was blood on the parade at
Aartinzpnsi two 7yenrs ago. David
burst forth, fire, smoldering in hix ego.
''0pr people -Gatpsfed ..Hrst. at market
Soose-fai~ In octo6er; maybe It was
ne paeufS Ika. ia,V fl<aAs nm Ifhaf