The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-11-30

were over him like roof, or the cover
of box, and, when the last one was
off. Dear saw her fathers face, still
and white, bat she could not utter q
sound.
.Howly Mother, help u.s." calculated
Biddy. Take his feet, Mike, and help
get him out of the wather. He'll be
drowned intirely if he's no kit already. !"
For as he lay damming up the narrow
channel, the choked water had risen
aud spread around him in an ever-rislng
pool
As they took him up and laid him
down in the road, the motion seemed to
rouse him to life, for Biddy, STOPPING
over him with the lantern, saw his eyes
suddenly open. He looked about him
in bewildered way, and then clutched
at the reins that were still in his hands,
shouting: whoa, Fan, whoa" Then
he slowly raised himself on his elbow,
and seeing the planks scattered
about him muttered: "Why! she's got
away"
"Are We much hurted, SURF" asked
Biddy, concernedly, taking his arm as if
she would help him to his feet
~ don't know, I'm cold," said he
slowly.
can we'll We might be lynn in all that
wather," and she told them how they
found him lying in the gutter, with the
blanks over him. hut not on him, and
the water around him.
SIS that v III, Dear? and has the horse
gone homer asked he aftera moment,
seeing the little, shaking figure beside
him.
s'Yes, papa" and all at once the con-
vnls We sobs leaped beyond her control,
and she fell on her knees, quite unable
to say or do anything but sob.
The sight and the sound Of her sobs
did more than anything else to restore
her father to himself. With Biddy's
help he slowly rose from tae ground
and. after standing moment, he said,
steadily: II believe | am all right, only
cold and little confused. The fall must
have stunned me, but for your help, my
good woman, l should have been dead
man soon."
"It was yer little girl tould US. We
shouldn't have known"
He held bis hand to Dear, and she
caught it and held it under her chin, still
unable to speak.
"Doye think ye could, walk sur? Ye've
no right to be standin' here wild yer wet
Clothes"
Thus admonished they began to move;
DiohJ niO tAlho duu lu0 lAHlIloFn
went with them to the top of the hill.
BY that time Harvey Gates had obtained
full possession of himself, and he bade
Biddy goodnight, telling her he would
see her on the morrow.
Now, Dear" said he, "run home and
tell your mother quietly, that the wagon
broke do n, hut that am all right and
will be in directly"
1t was not until near noon the next
day, when Dear broke into an irrepres-
sible fit Of sobbing, that her mother
knew how near death had been to them
that night. She turned very white and
after moment said: "Chi'dren, we have
great reason 10 be thankful to-day"
little later Harvey Gates came in.
He had been down with Luke to get the
planks out of the road and to see Biddy
Mccoy. He told pitiful story of the
provertv in the little shanty. "There
will be no Thanksgiving supper there
to-day" he said. Mrs. Gates WINGED a
little. She was thrifty woman, and it
was not easy for her to understand the
blessedness Of giving. And such a ba
tinued Harvey Gates, as if speaking to
himself
"a baby?" repeated Mrs. Gates, paus-
ing on her way TO the oven; did you say
Biddy had babv?"
''Yes, and the poor little things looks
half starved"
MAN ma" said Dear, eagerly, "why
can't we have them all up here to
Thanksgiving supper? we've got enough
for them.'
Harvay Gates glanced at his wife.
After moments hesitation she said.
Eyes, they can come, l suppose, if
there aint more'n forty or fifty of 'em;"
and she opened the oven door, and
basted the turkey with energy. "Har-
vey." she called, as she heard him 60
ing toward the door, 'tell Biddy to
bring the baby; and here, you take that
thick shawl in the entry to wrap it up
warm"
And so the McCoys had the grandest
Thanksgiving supper of their lives; and
no more thankful company gathered in
New England tn 1t day. the Gates fam
iv feeling very tender over their es-
cape from great Gala mity.-Josephlne
E. Baker in s. S. Times