The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-08-24
eff you please, I will go back. Aunt

watching Harry with awe and admira-
tlon, as he pulled long, steady strokes
that sent them spinning along. while
Harry thought: She is the most SEN
sble girl | ever came across, Pretty.
modest, dignitied, pleasant, with no
sham reserve about her, any more than
too much freedom. And what a through
lady she isl | know it as well as i'll
had met her thousand times.'
And May, setting opposite him, watch
ing the water as it danced and sparkled,
thought if ever there was true gentle
man in manner, speech and action, it
was this handsome stranger who was
rowing her to shore.
"Will you tell me opposite to which
hotel. am glad to row your" he said
as after most delightful hours conver-
sation he rested on his oars and awaited
her commands.
She laughed.
ooh, mo, not at any hotel. l am stay
ing ut one of the tishermen's cottages
about two miles further down on your
left"
Harry was delighted with the prospect
Of continuing with her.
"Yes, | know where you mean. The
place we call Sandy beach,"
ly it is there-old-f rather
crowded quarters, to be sure, but with
the faintest vestiege of anything like fun
or STYLE
''And you actually are boarding there
Miss Harper? Why didn't you come to
one of the notes.-the Seaside for in
stance? It's nice house, and pleasant
company is there
May smiled.
"Not l. came to the seashore to en-
JOY myself and get away from fashion
and dress and tiresome people"
And you have succeeded in enjoying
yourself at Sandy beach?"
admirably, these four weeks. You
are the first devotee of the world that
have seen since | came here"
Her dark eyes sparkled misrhievously
as she gave glance across at him.
"ls that really SO? l, hope, then, you
will not condemn yourself to such iso-
lation any longer at least for me. May
| join in your solitary amusement. Miss
Harper?"
A faint flush crept softly over her rare
pale face as she said;
~ am not sure Will and Ben will
agree to such an arrangement. They
are my inseperable companions in my
rambles," and she looked at the two lit.
tie lads.
Harry gravely produced handful OF
pennies, which he gave them.
"Now, young gentlemen, may escor
you and Miss Harper on charming ex-
curson | know Of tomorrow"
II must make it conditional then"
said May, laughing. Promise me you
won't tell any one there is anybody
down at Sandy beach, will you? Occa-
sionally fishing parties come to arrange
with Uncle John and Aunt Jane Jack
son-horrible, isn't it?-but contrive
that no one sees me, for | am deter
mined not to be drawn into society this
summer if ] can help it. I don't want
to see company
"But you don't regard me as COM
pany?"
NO." she replied, ~ don't regard
you US company"
After that it was all up with Harry
Browne, and he went back to the Sea
side house acknowledging that he was
in love at last, and with an unknown,
obscure girl, who, doubtless for other
reasons than her dislike for society,
perhaps for pecuniary reasons, was stay
ing at Sandy beach. He liked her all
the better for it; he honored her good
sense and fell head over ears in love.
The next three weeks were the most
blessed ones he had ever spent in hi :
life. He disgusted Adele Fayton, and
her friends daily by his persistent neg
lect of them. He continued his solitary
solitary till he came to
Sandy beach, where May was always
ready to accompany him, or entertain
him, until one day he told her he loved
her dearly, and that it was the one wish
of his life to have her for his wife.
And May with her soft eyes shaded
with the tenderness of love and trust
unspeakable, looked in his handsome
face and told him she had loved him
from the moment he had rowed up be.
side her that summer day.
AS he took her in his arms and i'm
printed lovers kiss on her red lips and
put his arm around her slim waist, his
heart gave great throbs of thanksgiving
for that blessing on him.
The piazza of the Seaside house was a
bewildering bright scene, with the gay
ly-dressed girls standing in earnest
conversation as Harry Bro wne came up
to the house.
Adele Fayton tossed her pretty dark
head saucily.
There! Didn't l say Mr.. Browne
would be On hand to greet the heiress?
You men can't withstand such golden
temptation. Mr.. Browne, she has ar
rived at last"
''She? Who?"
Adele laughed sarcastically.
There isn't the least use in your pre-
tending you don't know what mean
You know mean the heiress."
Harry smiled-a sort Of pity coming
over him as he remembered how much
happier he was than the one who should
be fortunate with this wonderful new
conner.
Bertha Hunter went up to him in her
gushing manner.
"I prophesy you will be very first tc
go wild over her. She is Just what l i'm
agine you will like. Great dark eyes
and the goldenest hair; and so roman.
tic; | wonder you never came across hel
in your solitary rambles. She has beer
staying down at the old Jackson cottage
all summer; but then May Harper al
ways had curious ideas. At all events
she is here now, and l am dying to IN
troduce you, Mr.. Browne"
He stood confounded for moment
while he tried to realize it.
May, his darling, the heiress whom he
had declared he would rather commit
suicide than marry? May, in her cheal
blue flannel suits, with no gloves or lace
on her hands or face; she the grea
heiress whose movements and saying;
were chronicled in the daily paoers-
whose dresses were copied by less ia
vored mortals, whose presence was a;
welcome as the sunshine.
''And she is pretty, too,' Adele Fay
| ton said, little venomously, as if i
were quite shame. ii saw her as she
went to her room."
| Harry glanced up composedly at tn,