The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-08-24

were still yellow--and the air wss vet
quite warm and pleasant, when one af
ternoon, toward sunset, lara looked up
from her sewing and saw a tall, hand
some man coming towards the house on
horseback.
Miss Josslyn" cried a well.remem-
kered voice.
lara rose, trembling a little, from the
door-steps where she had been sitting.
She wore quite q Joyous expression,
Storey thought, secretly pleased, as he
left his horse to Craze by the gate and
fastened toward the young girl.
Are you glad to see me?" be in
CURED eagerly, taking Zara's hand.
you know lam glad!" she exclaimed,
gaze. Father and l have talked of YOU
8 Q often," she went on; you know our
life Is so quiet and monotonous here,
that our coming to us last fall was quite
an event."
81 am very glad. My coming to you
was quite an event to me, l assure you.
In all my ramblings since | left you
during the gay season at the seaside this
summer, event could not get this
lonely little ranch out of my head,
somehow. Your wistful face haunted
me-indeed it did! Il grew unreason.
ably impatient to see-well, Montana
again. | tried to reason with myself;
! you had forgotten me, most likely, l
thought, but in vain! 1 pictured You
about your everyday life-could see
the shadows deepening in YOU eyes
and one day l cried aloud, Its a shame
for so young a creature to.be buriedp'
And a few hours later I was on the
| train bound for Montanap'
William Storey had spoken with no
little eagernsss and excitement, and as
Tara sat beside him on the steps, and
listened, her cheeks had grown a
deeper crimson.
She did not speak at first when he
had finished, out continued looking off,
across the plains at the fast sinking sun.
At last she SAID, her voice a little un-
steady: II am so glad you did come
back"
"Zara!" cried her companion impetu-
ous!y. 81 came back to tell you / love
you! l think l must have loved you be-
scorned the very idea ever of love al
first sight, and l had only met you
twice. But when once away from you
separated from you, with thousands O
miles between us-I became impat lent
to see you. Your "dear east had nc
charm for me. ! ionged for your lonely
ranch; | reasoned with myself many
times, but it was OF no use-I realized
that / loved you; | was foolish enough
Tara, to think l could teach you to love
me-"
The sun had quite gone now, the
mountains shone darkly purple against
the clear amber of the sky, the air wa
fresh and just a little chill. lara shiy.
a-Nl, f~o,> npn%oro1rk I-,-I 49,
than cold.
"Have you nothing to say to me? Ii
my case then so hopeless a one??; asked
William Storey, taking one of the youns
girls hands in his and looking grayely il
har face.
"Nill you not be sworn some day fol
this? Are you quite sure it is love, not
pity you feel for nlew Tara VEN
tured tremuously.
II shall never be sorry-I love YOU!
Pity would not cause me to ask you tt
be my wife! All | want to make me a.
perfectly happy as one can be in thi
world is your love. Can you-will you
learn to love me, Zara?"
| do love you'll"
The sunset glow faded; the star,
cleaned out; a great yellow moon ros,
over the eastern hills, and flooded tn,
valley with a brilliant light.
When Mr.. Jossyln returned home h,
was considerably surprised. There was
no supper ready; the fire in the ',bes,
room" was not lit, as it was wont to b
these cool fall evenings; the front door
stood wide open, and Z~ara-usually pru
dent Zara-was sitting on the steps bare
headed, utterly regardless of the nigh
air, talking very earenestly to William
Storey!
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Only Il short year, yet whata change
it had made in Zarn's young lifel No
longer. when she looked from her win
i dow, did she see desolnte, bleak, sage.
grown plains, belted by snow-crowned
mountains. A most lovely flower gar.
den, framed in by meadow-lands, vel
low, with golden rod, through which ran
a clear little brook, and bounded by
blue, wooded hills in the distance, met
her delighted eye.
How very happy she was!
Almost a year had she been William
Storey's wife, almost a year since the
quiet little wedding at Bozeman had ia
ken place, and she had left the grea'
territory-the wild new far Vest
forever. She was in Laurel now, in hel
old home, bought for her by her hus
band shortly after theit arrival East.
She had been welcomed cordially by
William Storey's people, and had spenr
many pleasant weeks with them in the
quaint graystone homestead OF the HUI
son.
But in Laurel she was the happiest
She did not care to leave it even for {
day. For hours she would lie in the
hammock simply gazing upat the naples
and elms above her, so thankful to see
trees Once more!
William Storey was lnexpressibly
touched by her childish JOY over things
hat he had hardly given a thought tt
during his entire lifetime, Through
her he learned to notice much tina
was beautiful which had hitherto been
UNDECIDED.
Soon Zara's father was coming to her
that was another pleasure in store fol
her. The sheep-qnite a numerous
flock to be left with
a competent herder, Mr.. Josslyn hav.
ing everything arranged to his salts
faction.
The fortune predicted by lara in hel
girlish enthusiasm had not quite beer
realized as yet, but Mr.. Josslyn was by
no means q poor man any longer, and
was heard often to assert triumphantly
that "a sheep ranch is certainly a payins
investment if we'll managed!"-(Tht
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