The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-09-28

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a HISS which sounded Almost like a gasp-she
was gone. In the gloaming upon his porch
that s t, sat Mr.. Thomas Giauders, a very
happy ihta. Behind him lay allthe gloom, ana
sorrow and pain could never come to him now.
In the future-what? He could not answer.
thought seemed very bright
1t was quickly and quietly accomplished AL
most before the staia citizens we're out in tin.
streets, Mr.. Chambers and his bride had Walked
to the little chapel down the lavine
and back again. He noticed. that Luov
was very pale that morning, and that there
were long, deep lines in her face. Clearly she
had not slept; but Mr. G.anders attributed the
fact to Il weakness of the sex, and imsriued
that a little familiarity with tue new relaiious
would soon wear it away. Robert did not come
nome during the nigbt-a habit when, I am
Obliged 10 confess, is not uncommon among
the cpmpatriots of his years. Mr.. Glauders
had wished TO defer the quiet ceremony until
his arrival, but Lucy had refused With a fever
lsh haste, which her companion set down to
the score of diilidsncs. 1t was some hours
after the marriage that Mr.. Chambers. falling to
SIR up any enthusiasm in Lucy's breast re
gardlns tho various topics OF conversation.
kissed her tenderiy and strolled out for a'walk
among the trees. Fm.N. '. 81 Nr..-at 10 n.
apologetically, to himself. "Eienr come back
in half an hour she'll be as blight aud CHEEKY
as ever
For a long time after he went away Lucy sat
looking hlankly at the wall. Then rlo arose
and walked out upon the porch, .ns stood
looking down the hill, where she had as. seen
robert pass away. In a few moments she be-
came conscious that some one was near her.
1t was Robert. white as a ghost, and trembling
nervously. She looked into his face, but could
not speak. There was 4 desp, pathetic inquiry
IN her eyes, which spoke more plaia!y than
words. tT
Eyes, know" he said, in a strained and
worried ftshton. 81 heard it az | came up the
street. l shall not reproach you, Lucy, for, il
he asked you to marry MIN, il was tile only re-
turn you could make for all hia more than
fatherly Kindness"
There was q footstop not far away, but it was
not noted aythe two young people.
Il have come, Lucy" continued Robert, in
say goodbye"
away" -
81 must" he said, in a strange tone, regain
ing a part OF his OWL force as he saw a touch
Of weakness in the woman he loved. There
is no other course. 1t would break NV heart
to stay here and see you the wife Of another.
1t wouid wear out m. honor, my gratitude, my
manhood Day by day all that is good about
me would fade and fade away, until l died of
proach to all the. world. 1t must be, Lucy. We
love each other too dearly to have it other
wise" IL
She was silent.
'Good-bye, Lucy" he said, moro quietly,
taking her hand. 800
Goodbye" she whispered in a choking
voice. o
For q moment he held her hand in his. At
the same Instant a shadow that had been
thrown by the sun across the ground almost at
their feet, began slowly and stealthily to steal
away. -
Cry" said Robert, struggling hard
to regain his composure. '.try to forget
me. You can Gully find happiness in
that oblivion. Or, if You think of mo some
times, remember me only as the brother VIII
grew up with Won and loved you with-with
only IA brothers. love. Goodbye. God bless
You, little sister," f"T'7T
He turned on his heel and took a step for
ward The sharp report of a pistol from the
rear OF the house arrested his attention. q
What was thats' asked Lucy, turning If
possible a shade whiteE
In u moment they were both under the great
pine tree which stood a few PAGES up the side
of the hill. What they saw a, that moment
will never be forgotten by either Of them.
Stretched upon the soft carpet of pine-needles.
with a look of ineffable gentleness in his fast
glazing eyes, o smile Oh his lips. and her
portrait on his heart, lay the rigid figure Of tie
husband Of the Strangers child.
August, 1888. LEANDER RICHARDSON.