Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1917-04-26
"My blood boils at the indigni$ics we
have had TO suffer here"

we have had to suffer here, cooling
our heels in our presidents halls. l
call it mere presumptIousness. l can
not look upon this country as anything
but a province to be taken back again
when England is ready. And it may
be, since so much turbulence and dis
courtesy seem to be growing here, that
chance will not wait long in the COM
ing
at may be. MI. Merry said Aaron
Burr. "My own thoughts you know
too well for need Of repetition. Let
us only go softly. My plans advance
as well as l could ask. 1 was just
wondering" he added, whether those
two young people really were together
there at the old mill and whether they
were there for the first time"
eff not, twas not for the last time,"
rejoined the older man. "Yonder
young man was made to fill a wom-
ans eye. Your daughter, Mr.. Burr,
while the soul of married discreetless
and charming as any of her sex l have
ever seen, must look out for her heart.
SuS AlS1L ullu u u1N1OCll l1LO lAlcc
%equal parts"
How then, MI. Minister?"
zone for her father
Aaron Burr bowed.
Eyes, her father first. as | verify be-
lieve. What Them?
Z ''The second for her husband
~"Certainly. MI. Aston is a rising
man. He has a thousand slaves on
his plantations. He is one Of the rich
est Of the ricn South Carolinian plant
ers. And in politics he has a chance
more than a chance. But after that?"
1.-The third portion of so charming a
woman's heart might perhaps be as
signed to Captain Meriwether Lewis"
"Say you so?" laughed Burr careless
ly. "Well, well; this must be looked
into. Come: l must tell my son-ih-law
that his home is in danger OF being in
vaded. Far off in his southern rice lands
I fear he misses his young wife some
times. I brought her here for the sake
Of her own health. She cannot live in
such swamps. Besides, I cannot bear
to have her live away from me. She
is happier with me than anywhere else.
Yes, you are right: my daughter wor-
ships me-"
''Why should she not? And why
should she not ride with a gallant at
sunrise for an early cup of coffee,
egad?" said the older man.
Burr did not answer, and they rode Oh.
In the opposite direction there rode
lalso the young man Of whom they
spoke. And at about the time that the
two came to the old mill and saw Theo-
dosia Aston sitting there-her face
= still cast down, her eyes gazing alb
stractedly into her untasted cup On the
little table-Meriwether Lewis was
pulling up at the iron gate which then
closed the opening in the stone wall en-
circling the modest official residence of
his chief and patron, President Jeffer-
son.
There stood waiting lear the gate one
of Mr.. Jefferson's private servants,
Samson, who took the young mans
rein, ~grinning with his usual familiar
words Of welcome as the secretary dis
mounted from his horse.
"You all suttinly did warm old Arc
turum a lir bit dis mawnin'. Mistah
Mehywether."
Samson patted the neck Of the spirit
ed animal, which tossed its head and
turned an eye to It's late rider.
Eyes, and see that you rub him well.
Mind YOU IL MI. Jefferson finds that
. his whitest handkerchief shows a sweat
VI mark from the horses hide he will cut
Off both your black ears for you. Sam