(Continued from last week.)
SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I.—The crowning desire In
the life of old Baumgartner, a Penn
sylvania German is to obtain possession
of the beautiful meadow which lies just
between Baumgartner's property and the
railroad station. The property in question
was Inherited by Sarah Pressel. very
ftretty and athletic young girl, and be
onged solely to her. But old Baumgart
ner had longed for it so many years and
endeavored to purchase it from Sarah’s
father so many times that the property
became , known as "Baumgartner’!*
yearn." At the vicinage gatherings on
the porch of the store old Baumgart
ner always declared that the property
would some day be Ills. At length Baum
gartner came to realize that his only
hope of obtaining the property would he
through the marriage of his son Sephen
ijalt to Surah Pressel. In a mock auction
■Seffy" as Scphenijah P. Baumgartner,
Jr., is popularly known, is rallied off by
liis father to Sarah for $1.
CHAPTER 11.—"Seffy" is a meek, slow
going youth, who Is never first in the
race for anything. He Is fuir haired, do
cile, always led by his father. Of a rather
angelic disposition is he—a gentle and
kind youth who seems to not tin b-rstand
anything about strife and competition.
Thus lie appears utterly incapacitated to
win in any contest of love or life. Sarah
Pressel is quite tile opposite of Seffy. Her
hair Is nearly n il. She is all Uf• and ani
mation and can jump fences Itk• a wild
colt and she is grace and color itself Her
one fault Is a \ cry high temper Baum
gartner gives Seffy some h-s.- ms In court
ship.
III.
But Sally V/as the Ar.gel.
It took Seffy a long time to array
himself as he had threatened. kml
i when it was all done you wouldn't
have known him—you wouldn’t have
cared to know him. For his fine yel
low hair was changed to an ugly
brown by the patent hair-oil with
which he had dressed it—and yor
would not have liked its fragrance, 1
trust. Bergamot, I think it was. His
tine young throat was narrated within
a starched standing cellar, his feet
were pinched in creaking hoots, his
hands olose-g.uintleied in buckskin
gloves, and he altc aether incompar
able, uncomfortable, and triumphant.
Down stairs his father paced the
floor, watch in hand. From time to
time he would call out the hour, like a
watchman on a minaret. At last:
"Look a > ere, Seffy, it's about two
inches a past sefen- and by the time
you git there—say, nefer git another
feller a chance to git there afore you
or to leave after you!"
Seff\ descended at that moment
with his hat poised in his left. hand.
His father dropped his wateh and
picked it. up.
Both stood at gaze for a moment.
“Sunder, Set'! You as beautiful as
the sun, moon and stars -and as
stinky as seferal apotlmcar} shops.
Yere, take the watch and git along—
so’s you haf some time wiss you—now
git along! You late a'ready. Go. hens!
You was behind time when you was
born! Yas, your mammy was; disap
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7G hours late! But now you reformed i
—sank God! f always knowed It wass !
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ai.ysing as nice as Sally."
Seffy issued forth to his first con
quest—lighted as far as the front gate i
by the fat lamp held in his father’s ;
hand.
"A—SeT—Seffy, shall 1 set up for
you tell you git home?” he called into
the dark.
“No!” shouted Seffy.
"Aha — aha — aha! That sound*
right! Don’t you forgit when you host !
— well — comfortable — aha — ha-ha! i
Mebby on one cheer aha—ha-ha. Ant.
we’ll hose take the fence down to
morrow. Mebby all three!”
IV.
Suppose She Had Greased Her Hairi
SefTy sauntered confidently up The
Hill of Delight upon which Sally's
house stood. When within sight of it
he polished his hat on his sleeve, set
the butterfly necktie straight, felt that
the apochryphal diamond was safe
and marched up to the house—only tc
arrive a little later than a buggy from
which Sam Pritz, he was certain, had
extracted Sally. If it had not been for
thought of his father, which oppor
tunely came, Seffy would have gone
straight home—so did his heart fail
him.
And then instantly there was anoth
er and better reason for staying. Sally
had seen him. As he wavered—which
she seemed to know—she came hurry
ing down upon him. it was too late
then, even if he had had the courage
to retreat from such dear danger. She
put her arm within his, and, leaning
bewitchingly upon it, led him into the
house, chattering fervidly—the most
willing of captives to the most beguil
ing of captors. For Sally had put on
all her witcheries for this night of
nights.
Once within she added the charm of
the accomplished amateur hostess—
doing fascinating things which needed
no doing—hovering about Seffy like
the very spirit of a home—so that he
had the intoxicating sense of difficulty
in keeping from being entangled in
her fluttering arms and garments. For
his feet, unused to Elysium, would
catch themselves in her whirling
skirts—as if they knew better than
he their ultimate destiny. All this
was a splendid revelation to SefTy.
He had never, in all his dreams of her
(and they were legion!) fancied this
soft and winning domesticity. It
went to his head like alcohol—opium—
ether—making it so light and happy
as to he quite useless to him.
So, when Sally finally took the tall
hat and went to deposit it in the dark
parlor, Seffy followed her, for no bet
ter reason than the things in the basin
have for following the magnet. And,
understanding this, Sally looked over
her shoulder at him. And then, snuff
ing her conquest at a distance, she
laughed and mercifully stopped for
him to catch up, that she might present
ly surrender. She got his hand—to
lead him. Only that!
“You care a lot for—your hat, don't
you, Sef—Seffy? And you want to—to
—see”—he couldn’t see a thing—“that
1—that I—put it at a safe—place?”
Still by the hand further into the
darkness!
And Kerry Honestly tried to prevan
cate for her a "Yes.” Hut he wasn't
thinking of the treasured hat at all.
only the hand—that it was deliciously
warm and soft and electrical. Sud
denly she stopped very close to him.
Only he was so dull! He did not
know! Heavens! when a girl waits
for a youth to come close to her In the
dark—what else can she mean? Hut
Sefffy actually did not know.
"Sam's over there! 1—I—wish—he
—wasn’t!”
To whisper it she had to put one
hand on his shoulder. How else could
she whisper it? And she laughed a
low bubbling laugh—half-confession—
half-defiance—all invitation!
Seffy stooped to whisper back to her.
Sally waited.
"1 know!”
Only that!—Sally was disappointed.
For it was the custom in that day and
vicinage and in eucIi circumstances to
kiss a girl without fail. And could a
girl do more than this by way of in
vitation? You must have perceived
that Sally was learned in these mat
ters. And you may be sure she did
not forget Sefty’s bashfulness and his
inexperience. But surely any one
would understand that much—in the
dark! It argues heavily for the depth
1 of Sally's affection for Seffy that she
kept her temper, for the losing of
which she was almost as famous as
her father had been for losing his, and
only sighed desperately. Any other
girl would have left hope—and Seffy
—behind. At that moment, happily,
Sam was heard to move. She put her
hand on Seffy's mouth as if some |
danger were there. And Seffy, by a
sort of instinct, it must have been,
kissed it!
•‘Oh!-”
Both of Sally’s hands went up in
real surprise—and Seffy caught and
kissed them both!
“Oh!—oh!—oh!”
She had to stuff her gay little hand
kerchief into her mouth to keep the
joy within. After all, could this Seffy
be playing ’possum? Was he deep?
I don't know, any more than Sally,
how it all happened—except that per
haps Seffy discovered himself sudden
ly brave in the darkness, and Sally
quite defenseless—but presently her
head was on his shoulder, and his arm
was around her, in quite the way his
father had suggested and Sally had
expected. And neither of them
thought of him or a word he had said
—concerning lands, tenements and
hereditaments. Sally’s hand crept up
Insidiously about Seffy's neck. But
then It was fearfully withdrawn.
"Please don't grease your hair here
after,” said Sally. But she kissed it!
"Hereafter! Hereafter!” Seffy's
heart pounded.
"Suppose I'd grease my hair!” said
Sally speciously.
The horror conjured up was facti
tious. Remember where her head was
resting. But an alien element was
now raised between them. Seffy
moved away. Maids should not cavil
even at oiled hair—so early in their
courtship! More fascination was
needed—perhaps only a soft cooing
word.
You—you wouldn t like tnat—
would you?"—still meekly.
“Xo!" Seffy answered, puzzled. "Mj
Sunday coat would git greased!”
"My sleeve did!”
She inspected a soiled sleeve—ir.
the ray from the hall—which had no
spot on it!
"1 don't care for the sleeve. It’ll
wash out. But Sam—he -sees
every-”
She laughed and was about tc
plunge recklessly back into his arms.
But her hair was beautiful! And she
had made it more so for him. He
must see it! She plunged further into
the ray from the hall lamp instead and
flung it forward about her face. It
clung and clustered there like an
aureole. Seffy, in his brief life, he
thought, had seen nothing more di
vine. She looked saucily up at him
out of the tops of her eyes. His adora
tion made her very happy.
"There! ain't that nicer than
yourn?” She buried her fingers in the
splendid mass, and pushed it into
further disorder until it lay close—
shining about her face.
“Oh, Sally,” said Seffy, approaching
her as if she were some goddess,
"wear it that way always!”
The alien thing was gone! They
were in rapport once more!
"They'd have me in an asylum in
no time. But-”
Somehow, Seffy’g arms opened to
invite her back and she came with a
low' reckless laugh. The wild sheaf of
her hair lodged again close under his
chin. He recklessly thrust his face
into it. Its perfume in his nostrils
and Its movement against his skin
were ineffable. He kissed it. Again
it was the strange fashion of the
cavalier—in those kisses! Where did
he learn it?
kju, nany, wear u always so: lie
begged again. And—good heavens! —
he put his iips down upon it. once
more!
“Just when you come to see me,'
murmured Sally to the lapel of his
coat.
“Sally—Sally, you are an angel!"
said Seffy.
And this one little word which came
to dull Seffy so happily out of his fa
vorite song made the coquette very
serious.
“Not an angel, Seffy. Sef—Seffy.”
she said with her head a little down
“I don't think you would like me to he
such. I'm not! Angels never laugh,
you know—nor love. And 1 want to
do a lot of both. Ilut—but—Seffy, I'd
like to be something very nice—to
you. What is the nicest thing a girl
can he to you?”
“A sister!' ventured Seffy, who had
never had one.
Sally shivered, then laughed. But
she took herself away from Seffy.
The Pressel temper flamed a mo
ment, and certain words began to form
in her mind like "Fool!" and "Go!”
and “Damn!” For, 1 think I haven’t
told you that Sally sometimes swore
in extreme circumstances. Her father
had done so.
She spoke with that trifle of hard
brutality which came out now and
then.
“You know what they say at th«
store—that 1 flirt and am not nice in
other ways, and they're right But 1
do want to be nice to you, though not
a sister—quite. Ugh! And, you
know, one thing they say is true—my
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temper. Look out for that! You must
always take time to forgive me and let
me ask to he forgiven.”
(To be continued.!
Another Possibility.
“They say the duke has a fortune in
his own right."
“Perhaps, then, he waj’ts an Ameri
can father-in-law who w 11 be able to
manage it for him.’'
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