Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1919-05-08
CHAPTER xII-contlnu.d.

CHAPTER xII-contlnusd.
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"Your fellow townsman, silas
Wright, is now the largest figure In
Washington. We were all worried by the
resolution Of Henry Clay until It began
TO crumble under the Irresistible attack
Of Mr.. Wright. On the 10th he sub,
Gitted report upon It which for lucid
and accurate statements presented IN
the most unpretending manner won
universal admiration and will be re.
Dembered alike for It's intrinsic excel
fence and for having achieved one Of
the most memorable victories ever
gained in the United States senate.
After long debate Clay himself. com.
pelled by the irresistible force Of argu-
ment in the report Of Mr.. Wright, w1e
obliged to retire from his position. Ms
resolution having been rejected ~ q
vote Of "A to L." se
With what pride and Joy heard Of
this great thing that my friend had ac-
complishea! .'2e
Going out with the crowd that eve.
ming, / met Sally and Mr.. and Mrs.
Dunkelberg. The latter did not speak
to me and when I asked Sally II !
could walk home with her she an
swered curtly. mo. thank you"
have got q bit ahead Of my history.
Soon after the opening Of the new
Ycar-ten days or SO later It may have
tAsn--I had begun to feel myself en-
compassed by q new and subtle force.
It was thing as intangible as heat
but as real as fire and more terrible. It
seemed to me. felt 1t first in the at
tttude Of my play fellows. They de-
MED me the confidence and intimacy
which ] had enjoyed before. They
whispered together in my presence. In
MI this I had not failed to observe that
Henry Wills had taken leading part.
The Invisible, inaudible, mysterious
thing wrought a great change in me. It
followed nae through the day and lay
down with me ct night. I wondered
what / had done. carefully surveyed
my clothes. They looked all right to
me. Ny character was certainly no
worse than 1t had been. How 1t preyed
npon my peace and rest and happiness
that mysterious hidden thing!
One day Uncle Peabody came down
tc see ME and ] walked through the
village with him. We met h :. Durkel-
berg, who merely nodded anc hurried
along. Mr.. Bridges, The merchant. did
not greet him warmly and chat with
him AZ he had been wont to do. ! saw
that The Thing--as had come to
think Of it-was following him also.
How It darkened his face! Even now
] ian feel the aching Of the deep.
biosdless wounds Of that day. I could
b<~.r 1t better alone. We were trying
e. hide our 7a!n from each other when
NJ sold saod-by. How quickly my
uncle turned away and walked toward
the shede:: He came rarely to the vii
huge Of 'Anton after that.
May had rsturned-a warm bright
Ray. I had entered my seventeenth
1sur and the work Of the term was
6kished.
Having nothing to do one afternoon.
i walked out ON the road toward Os-
A+nsburg for . look at the woods and
Aeids. Soon I thought that I heard the
fyupd of galloping hoofs behind me.
Z booked back and I saw Sally round
~ the turn by the river and coming
3sward me at full speed. the name of
bar pony Tying back to her face. She
CALLED up beside me just as had
A,6a o1nod ahn vo,,Id d0 ~ efl
'.Bart, / hate somebody terribly. !"
1atd she.
"Whonf"
"a man who 10 coming to our house
- the stage today. Granny Barnes Is
t19ing to get up match between us.
6athse says he II rich and hopes he
Mth want to marry me. I got mad
Ahept 1t. He IL four years older than
{ I'm. Isn't that uwful7 I am going to
- Just as mean and hateful to him %
can"
II guess they're only fooling you" I
aaid.
.No. they mean It have heard
Ansm talking It over.
HE cannot marry you"
Why1"
Il seemed u mo that the time haa
some for me 10 speak out, and With
turning cheeks said:.
because Think that God has mar
eied you to me already. Do you re-
member when we kissed each other
~ the wheat field one day last sum
herr .i
ssYes.ss IS
We had faced about and were walk.
ing hack toward Canton. I close BY the
1onys side.
..May I kiss you againr
she stopped the pony and leaned
seward me and our lips met IN Q hss
ahe thought Of which makes me lay
aAown my pen and bow my head q mo-
-aaent while I think with reverence Of
i1t,at pure. sweet spring Of memory 70
whose waters I love to wash my
Esprit, d
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