The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-10-12
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g guess not. ~ said biatck-eyed Linda, cheer
liy' washing her hands as q preliminary to put
ting the breed in thespans. ~
Frank says, whA Johp wrote himito como
and say a day over in Boston; You'll be
AFRAID, mother, with all I4ipdy's presents in tho
house, And he was realtput out at first be-
cause | wouien't have some Of the neighbors
come III to Sleep >
sWpis, L don't blame You, of you feels eff
son comll s~lcep-on'y two women folks, sad
the caller, sharp feaiured Miss Haines, with
prominent, elbows and emphaticallv-cleun cal
lco:+'It nd only amount to maxim up a bed for
nuthin,." i, ~.
"les," Mrs. Poysett went on, accompanying
Inc sllelns of apples for. pies with the regular
then placed a pht t%ieularly thin and inviting
piece OF The fruit ineher mouth, Shafts what l
thought Ton-leven-Lindy, when YOU go
INTO the other room, wish you'd strike that
clock round. q Tt strikes one too many"
"les'm," said brisk Linda; aud then, trying
to eX,ficate the recipe for composition cake
from inevitable dreams about her wedding dav,
she forgot the clock-and made in incident for
his story. .Titli.s -Ff#y" y
"1our prosents are handsome, Lindv;
theTefsno1pistake about that,"Fsaid tho visit
or, turning ttnesconrersatioil skillf ully to the
quarter toward which the town interest was
Just then tending.
Yes" answered Linda, blushing a little.
She had grown used to blusliug of late.
People havs been very kind to me-"
No more'n you deserve," said Miss Haines.
oracniarly, and with an emphasis that left no
roopl Tor denial 'SFolks say to me, John Viii
leY'ssbaca pretty etddy to- gos ont West and
make a home, m then come back n marry
the girl he's been with ever sence they was
child'en.' But I say to 'ern, N credit to him
and he's got the sense to see it," And she
finished her eulogy on the doorstep, perhaps
to avoid having the matter disputed,
while Linda went back TO her. cooking
table, laaghns sanaS slip ,grstetnly
eral was far too good to her. 1t was a case of
the smooth running of deep waters. She and
John Wiley had been prosaically faithful to
each other for years before he asked her
promise 10 marry him. Eighteen mouths ago
he had gone West to -'sct- Ut in business as a
carriage builder, and now, having prospered,
was coming East for his wife. Within two
days journey of home he had written to ask
Frank, linda's brother, to meet him ic Boston
for a days sightseeing and an evening at tho
theater. Perhaps you would say that the ideal
lover should have FASTENED to his lady on the
wings Of. the wind, or with all the ,powsr4of
steam: but Linda thought differenNy.Ps
ut was just like hini@wasn't il, motherg"-
she said that very morning, after Miss Haines
had gone, $50 think Frank would be the better
for u change. I'd rather have him go to Bos-
~ Ao1 - SOeh tIllC- piAaht Z ooAu OllC Ivy
sooner. And I'm sure nobody. could speak
stronger than thai, cou1d thcy, mother?"
II don't know what Ishall do without you,
Lindy," said tho mother, rather irrelevantly.
putting dow. the knife to wipe away a furtive
tear With, her ap ron. s"1'm sure l don't Know"
Linda was ST her side III an instant. with a
tear of her own, and the two women kissed,
laughed, and went on with their work, as they
had done a hundred times. within, the last
fortnight. For Mrs. Poysetts had the equable
rotundi.y of form andeai double chin, and
Linda, besides being sensible, could not keep
miserable very long at . tint. Thus you per-
ceive that circumstances were rendering it rs
easy as possible for them to weather the gale
OF coming es11aration
not rotupd and possessed Of double fchins, not
all the houses were keepers of now and shining
weddinS-gifts, and, strange to say. not every
body was happy. Pete Hayden, who lived dow
in pan lane, was poor and sayagely discouraged.
He made shoes ordinarily, but that winter there
were no sboea5to be- had. His was a fine and
practlced hand; he could do all sorts of jobs,
from cleaning a watch 10 building a chimney,
but nobody saw fit to have making or n%nendiuy
dorc. There had only been four or five
pieces Of work since fai7for Tinker Pete, for
none Of which could hei in conscience ask more
than fifteen cents. His wife fell sick, the
childrerrs. ciothes shabby for school,
and j%ustthen some one tapped him on the arm
and ,eniptet nm as q Gs1EsSZ
One morning a stranger etrolled into town
and stopped at Pete's little shon TO ask his
way. He was travelling to %Southfield, so he
said.
Where hpd he heenn lliR EgJt1u VA
'0h, anywhere" airily and i%auntily; strav-
cling about tho country. Might take up with
work somewhere, if ! fohndtaby worth doing"
Had times" said Pete. looking moodily at
"pve been 4 eailor!snsaaid the man, fiiing his
pipc-a process Pete watched greedllv, for his
own tolaeeo}b o was empty. Twenty years
before The mast. Ishoullh have been n captain
before this tinle-bui there's jealousies. So l
got sick OIL, l call myself a landsman now
"You don't haye the look Of a SAILOR. said
Pete, his eyes travelling from theashabg fur
cap and the dark face with rhther narrow bold
black eyes down over the Shabby "suit of
'' ~ ms. -sssve aAaaishestsr ana glanc.a 1T
him kcenly. SSY1u,,do l't think sog Mel, I've
been on land SOME hnie howl Saltwater's easy
to shake OIL. What might your psne! besafIl
"Haydon-Pete H%aydon'"
and mines job Whottles. FQnher; name,
ANTI it? Don't believe there's another like. it
in the country. Good day mute. III Pm round
this way T. a Si1 fflasekanoRs'p'"Sif
Ono day, as Pete was soldering "a milk-pail
for Mrs. Bgree. this time whistli1g q Little, hay
" IlA'tN uA 'aA-N " -
Thought you's twenty-five mile away afore
this, - said Pete, plying his iron. n''Take b
/. Things addn,a please me mnch over that
way said the fellow, pompously, again be-
ginning Ia cut his TOBACCO, perhapsas a bower
to his furtiye glances. 81 may stay round here
a spell Esst,apsh ill % a bit Of work On some
Cant get it" said Pete, briefly. viewing .his
completed job with approval. Amt no farm
work to be had just now"
"WeI, doing chores, / ], mean-light work.
I'm not particular how little l do for my
board with a coarse laugh.
..Folks do their own work round here,n said
Pete. Some of 'em have got money enough
TO pay, hut they're ablesboded, as it happens,
and ion tsg7art ssnred man round inR,hsr win
e. aAsesmA Tity@aon't hsLthaat things caAh't
be equally divided, SO that you and could
have our share" said the stranger, putting in
dustriouSly Ct his pipe, hi not forgetting to
watch tho tinker. 81 should like to helm my
self "a. somebody's pile: now, shouldn't you?
Hont enough, of, course, man. You
pecdn'ss4iump 4 mean, suppose thu young
fellow thas- o~ns the big farus oyer, sthere-
I~5oysett-should say. 'Whettles, take half nv
bank stock. / don'tneedl tale {. do you think /
should say 'no'?1
OF course the tinker laughed at the ~fanciful
po,ion. He WAS a sunnv-tempered fellow; it
hardly needed a very bright thing to provoke
his mirtn. hLs4 gsafss.f ttiaf | & & t&&
Where W'bettlss stayed al, night was . mys-
tely. Sometimes Pete suspected he might have
slept in a barn, be turpednp. 80. touslad in, tbs i,
incoming; oftenlis gneased that lIoppan,y the
saloon keeper, had given him Q lodging, from
the fumes that fingered about his shabby per-
son. He, lad money at times, for again and
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