The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-09-21

ana ne read 1t again-not once, mere
y, but a dozen times. 1t seemed es il
ne was trying to draw something from
there. ~ Ao' III
After a time he stopped and picked
Up inc ether paper, a long folded docu-
Lleilt, u the action wa merely a me.
caanlcal one: He did not open it to see
what 1t was, but with his head bent for
Waru on his breast, and wish a very
crave lace he went on his way. He
walked more slowly than before; he
s?meumes stopped, and he talked to
himself from TINS to time.
this is final," he commenced alond
audthen relapsed into silence. "a hin.
derer." Then, after standing and think
ing for awhile he wentSon. "She never
was that to him. And she never was
ssody anu self distrustful,"
ne thought for man minutes now.
l cont understand what she means
ny MS higher ambition" His highes st
alnoitlon lately seems to have been to
WIN her. 1t has cost her a great deal to
Eve MIN up-any M can see that with
nail an eye. And his freedom is not
welcome to him; he neither wanted il
nor expected it."
The monday sun was shsning and
making everything pleasant. There
nas a glow IN the wintry air which
seemed to have a promise Of summer in
He seated himself at his table. placed
Alice Arnden's letter upon it. and rea,;
1t again. Then Tor the first time he
looked at the other paper which he had
picked up. He turned it over and saw
at once what it was-a deed from Ber.
tram Kingsley, conveying certain lands
ana building to George Fenby.
Suddenly he stood s till, and a hot,
herce lush crept up into his face.
- wonder if it is true that hearts are
ever caught in the rebound" as they
sometimes say they are2 l WHIP
And he clenched his hands and hur-
ried on his way.
he did not stopagain until he reached
his home where his mother and sister
were waiting for him; nor did he think
MS thoughts aloud any more. With a
lew words of greeting and a few more
OF excuse, he put his mother and sister
aside for the present, and went up to
his own room.
Ralph Warden drew a long breath, and
the light faded slowly out of his face.
In single moment he had seen the
whole secret of the misunderstanding.
IL might be necessary TO go over it all to
see the details, but the general outline
OF the unfortunate affair was, he felt, as
certainly in his possession as 1t could
nave been 1t he had been given the priv
llege of looking fully and freely into the
ninds of the two lovers whose lives
were drifting so far apart.
Down went his head upon his
hands the table-the winter sun
shine shone that day on no nobIer
head-and from his lips came those
words of which frail humanity has deep
est need, Lead us not into temp
tation."
he thought it all out. Betram King
sley owned the finest place in all Marsh
am. or had until the deed was made
which conveyed it to George Fenby.
Estella Kingsley, the daughter of Der.
tram, was a beauty and something of a
firt.
More than one lady at Marsham had
quarreled with her lover on Estella
klngsiey's account, And last night
there had been q little gathering of the
Young people in the church and circum.
stances had done their worst-seeming-
ly. In the first place, George Fenby
came with Estelia Kingsley; the meeting
was not OF a character to make it unkind
or him to leave his promised wife to
come with her father, as she had, but
his coming with Miss Kingsley had beer
noticed by several. With the deed be-
fore him, Ralph Warden had no diff
ficulty in deciding why George had been
at Mr.. kingsley's and consequently why
he had come as he had.
Ralph was we'll acquainted with q
young man living where the Kingsley's
had formerly resided, and through him
heard ofthe engagement Of Miss Kingsley
O a gentleman living there. He had
Known thisfora time; and knowing it
thought little of events which might
otherwise have deeply affected him.
Last night, for instance, a laughing
group Of gentlemen had spoken of Miss
Kingsley. One had said: "She is a
beauty and an heiress. Whoever wins.
her will have a beautiful home. The
Kingsley estate is the finest one in
Marsham."
Now, every gentleman in the group
knew that the Kingsley estate was for
sale and every n had counted at its
true value the answer which George
Fenbv had made. Indeed his devotion
to Alice Arnden was so absolute and
VIM tilat lp ohC XIV Il uloucSb
self would ever have doubted it for d
moment.
cts my highest ambition to DO the
master of that estate" laughed George,
"and | have made an offer which l
think will be accepted. l am to
have an answer tonight. If I succeed l
shall be supremacy happy. 1fnot-why,
l will do as other men haze ~done-fai!-
ing of what | want, l will take what |
can get"
Ralph could not remember where
Alice Arnden had been when these in
nocent words had been spoken. That
| she had been near enough to hear them
was evident by her letter, which wax
before him.
He could only dimly imagine how she
must have suffered in trying to evolve
the truth Gas she believed the truth to
| be) from what she had heard. When q
human idol falls from the place it has
filled in the heart, not the least Of the
pain comes from what we see, or believe
we see, of its unworthiness. To fine
our gold but gilded clay is {
sorrowful thing. So he sat there, and
pitied Alice Arnden for the faith in man
which she had lost, as we'll MS for the
man himself who had been put from
her. With what pain beyond tina
which would came to her from n belle
| that her lover would think and do wha,
his words seemed to imply, must she
face the added shame Of his stoop.
ing to tell it; nay, more, to boast OF
it.
Ralph raised his head. The time hac
not been long since he a tdown to think
But he knew it all, Two proud and OBJ
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by fate. And he muttered with white
compressed lips, II alone understand j
all. L, alone, of all the world, can set
It right. What temntationI"