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

hand. eve have no vouny ladies' in
this family"
Thank you," aloud, To herself:
Ahat accounts for a slight trace of
crustiness in your bearing, my God sir.
However, you treated me very we'll
for Il tramp"
Should she dare again? Her blood was
up. The merry mood of the morning had
not passed. 1t would be no worse than
TINS horrid promen ding and she might
find her.
This time the door was opened by a
pleasant faced young muIatto, who
5 emsd instantly to appreciate the sit
uatlon, for a suppressed twinkle in his
eye answered TO the smile that. do what
She would, Grace knew was twitching at
the corners Of her mouth.
~ beg PARDON" she said, with an air
of fran ness that would have disarmcd
the most suspicious mind: my cousin.
Miss Raymond, let me to call on afriend
while | made another in the near neigh.
borhood. My cousin pointed out the
house to me, but really l do not know
the house, the number, or her friends
name. She called her only Moilie. Is
.herea Miss Mollie-? Has a Miss Ray
mond called? You see, lit isvery alb
surd," and the young lady ended with a
little appealing gesture of the hands that
would have done credit to a French wo-
man.
The young fellow smiled. yet very re-
spectfuliy.
There is a Miss Noble" he said.
Grace looked relieved. But she was
not yet sure.
"a lady may have called" he con-
tinued; ''althoush ! did not see her.
| Miss Mollie ia in New York;
"Oh, then-'nesan Grace, preparing
to retreat. But he went on.
III yon will step into my parlor, if
you please, Miss, | will 90 AID inquire"
81 thank you. l am sorry TO trouble
yon."
How utterly ridiculous this is" she
said to herself, rs she took the protlered
seat ina most elegant apartment. 'Tu
think thai |, Grace Carter, should be in
such a scrape as this! That man is a
true gentleman. How does he know
while he lsgone2 What would Alice"
The sound of suppressed cough in
another part of the room startled her. She
became conscious that she had been
thinking aloud. Throwing for the first
time q rapid glance around the room
her eyes met those ola gentleman who
was almost hidden from her view by an
angle in her room. and the deep chair
in which he was Sitting. He rose from
htc seat, seeing himself discovered.
Grace rose also, turning towards the
eloor. for she heard the sound Of return
ing sootsteps.
The lady is not here, Miss. I am sor-
ry."
All Grace thought Of now WAS to get
out of the awkward position as soo1l aus
possible. The gentleman advanced to
offer assistance, but Grace RAPIDLY and
somewhat incohcrently utterlng thanks
and apologies to the servant fed, and
drew a long breath of relief as she
reached ttie sidewalk once more.
"I,feel as If | had lived an age and it is
not fifteen minutes siuce ! blundered
into the first place. If that girl does
not appear before | reach the next cor
ner shall 90 home without her. There
she is this very minute, hlissfully un-
conscious of the mischief | have been
into"
"How nice; you are Just in time,
Grace, / told Mollie you might cali for
me and have been listening for the
bell tor some time. Did you have a
pleasant call? Mollie WAS looking very
lovely this morning; she had on q new
wrapper that Is extremely becom-
Ing"
Mrs. Benton was indisposed, SO that
! did not see her at ALL" said Grace,
rather griniy.
Alice looked up and caught a queer
expression on her cousins face, "Whv.
what did you do all this timer" she
asked.
Grace hesitated. Can you keep it to
yourself if tell you something?"
eyes indeed!"
oven, then, l have been making
morning calls on New Years Day,
upon The elite of Beacon street,
BosJon!'
''Grace Carter"
"Preciseiy; That is just what I say"
And half laughing, hall %ruetui, she told
the whole story.
Meanwhile, the gentleman Who had
been 20 suddenly disturbed in his quiet
doze did not seem inclined to return TO
his chair.
"You say she gave her cousins name
as Miss Raymond, h!ircd?'
"4eS, sir"
every well. That will do. How long
before dinner. My headache GEMS tc
be better"
What n face that girl had" he con-
a stranger in the city. She is not a Bos-
tonian. A needle in a haystack! Yet l
am bound to find her, and will. Ray
mond; that is all | have to guide me"
Allied wen away c~huIsHHs to hlm-
self, "Mr. Franks struck at last. With
a country girl, too. But she is a little
lady, that's q fact!" But Mr.. Frank
went to the store and studied the direc.
tory with great care.
He had been invited to a little New
Years party that evening, and as it vas
to be a very quiet informal affair, he
had consented to going, for, although
belonging to n OF the most aristocrat-
ic and wealthy families in the city, he
was no society mau. He wished now
that he had not promised to go, for be
h r.: search Of the 'pp'''''on 0''S' "S'R'
Fortune. favors the brave" As Mr..
spects 70 bis hostess, his eyes met the
very eyes that had looked into his that
morning in his mothers parloy, and al
though they were instantly turned away
the swift rush of color showed that he
was recognized. With an adroit excuse
about a Every striking resemblance" lie
soon gained the desired introduction
and made himself so agreeable to the
young lady that Grace forgot her deter.
mination to be frigidly polite, and ere
long the two were chatting together like
old friends, to the utter establishment o
those present who knew Ellis. Among
his companions he was considered littls
, short of 4 "woman hater," and there hs
set completely e%ngrossed by a little
plainly dressed country girl, with merr.
: gray Eyes.
The months flew swiftly. and again j
t is the Y Of New Year. Come with me
s 10 q house In one of the pleasant suburbs
Of Boston. A few snowtiakes IRE begin
hln9 to fail. Look! The door is opened