The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1920-05-06

go! TAX to me- His eyes We're
those of a man in torment.
what hall | talk about?" she
cold. clutching hands in her warm
grasp. Shall | tell you u story: I
know 4 great many stories by heart.
n / viii say them for you il you
like. 1t was part OF my work.
Yes he said. "Anyth;ng."
Phyllis arranged herself more com
fortably on the bed, for it looked as
if She had some time TO stay, and be-
gan the story she knew best. be-
cause her children liked it best. Kip
ling's How The ELEPHANT SO. His
Trunk" "A long. long time ago. o
Best Beloved. -.
Allan listened. and. she thought. at
times paid alteration to the words.
He almost smiled once or twice, she
was nearly sure. She went straight
on to another story when the first
was done. Never had she worked
so hard 10 keep the interest OF any
restless circle Of children rs she
worked now, sitting up in the pink
light in her crepe wrappings. with
her schoolgirl hrlids hanging down
over her bosom, and Allan tlarrins-
ton's agonized golden-brown eyes
fixed on her plying ones.
You must be tired, he said more
connectediy and quietly when she had
ended the second story. Cant you
sit UP here by me. propped on the
pillows? And YOU need a quilt or
something, too,
This from an invalid who had
been given nothing but himself to
think OF This seven years back,
Phyllis's opinion OF Allan went up
Very much. She had supposed he
would be very selfish. But she made
herself q bank of pillows. and ar
ranged herself by AIlan's side so that
She could keep fast 10 his hands
without any Strain. something as
skaters hold. She wrapped a down
quilt from The foot Of the bed around
her mummy fashion and went on to
her third story. Allan's eyes, as she
talked on. grew less intent-drooped.
She felt the relaxation OF his hands.
She went mo%notonously on. closing
her own eyes-just for a minute. as
She finished her story.
I've oversight the alarm" was
Phyllss first thought next morning
when she woke. 1t must be"
Where was she? So tired. so very
tired. she remembered being, and
telling some one an interminable
story. She held her sleepy eyes
wide open by wili-power, and found
that a silent but evidently going
clock hung in sight. Six-thirty.
Then she hadn't oversight the alarm.
But f. she hadn't set any
alarm. And she had been sleeping
propped up in a sitting position. half
it vas a shoulder. And she
ne: relied tisht ia a ierfa-cotta down
quilt. She sat up with a jerk-for-
tunately a noiseless one-and turned
to look. Then suddenly she remem-
bered all about it. that jumbled, excit-
ed. Woodworking yesterday which had
held change and ~death-and marriage
for her, and which she had ended
by perching on poor Allan Haxring-
tons" bed and sending him to sleep
by holding his hands and telling him
stories. She must have
fallen asleep after he did. and slid
down on his shoulder. A wonder it
hadn't disturbed him. She stole an
other look at him, as he lay sleep
ing still. heavily and quietly. After
all, she was married to him, and she
had a perfect right to recite him to
sleep If she wanted to. She unrolled
herself cautiously, and slid cut like a
shadow.
She almost fell over Wallis. Sleep
ing too in his clothes outside the door.
on Adams day couch. BE came
quickly to his feet, as II he were
used to sudden waking.
Don't disturb Mr.. Harrington
said Phyllis as staidly as IL she had
been giving men-servants orders in
her slipper-feet all her life. He
seems to be sleeping quietly
LgH AEEU.La
Begging your pardon. Mrs. Har-
rington. but o haven't been giving
him anything. have you asked wiz
lis. He hasn't slept without q break
for " hours to my knowledge siasa
I've been here, not without medi-
cine
Not a thing" said Phyllis, amil-
ing with satisfaction. HE must have
been sleeping nearly three hours nov!
tread nm 70 sleep. 0 + what amount
ed 70 it. I got his nerves quiet. +
think. Please kill anybody that tries
70 wake him. Wallis
Very good, ma'an,' said Wallis
grayeiy. And yourself. ina,ams"