The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-10-24
DIS DETERMINATION.

There is q good deal in having q sincere
and enthusiastic admiration for one's can d.
date; and 1 believe there is not a single indi-
vidual of our party who does not feel a pro-
found and jealous esteem for the gentleman
who has honored us by accepting the nomina-
tlon," Mr.. Reuben Sayles refectively OBJ
served, looking up from the political article he
was perusing.
1.-The expression of his dear little face is
quite human, bless him." Mrs. Diantha
sayles said, as she lifted a fluffy brown and
yellow bundle, which had been whining q ca
nine entreaty at her feet,
What is that, dear, about the expression Of
bis face?' queried MI. Sayles, his attention
monopolized by the fascinating article. cit is
not uncommonly handsome, did you rcmark?:
My dear, how often must 1 remind you that a
fine physlognomy does not always express a
fine character, and vice versa. The gentleman
may not be particularly handsome, l admit,
put that need not lessen hls prestige as a pat
riot and o statesman"
HE has the sweetest little nose in all the
Horld-the darling" the lady said with fervor,
is she fondled the fluffy bundle of canine ugli-
aess which she had exalted to her lap.
Her spouse fer an instant laid down his even
ing Journal and moved uneasily in the immense
cushioned chair that hid from his sight the
lady who had reposed her charming self on q
sofa in q far corner of the elegant room.
u wish you would not humble SO, Di," he
said rather GROSSLY. Sand allow me to init
mate that we are not discussing the physique
Of the gentleman-nsither the perfections nor
The mperfections. What we appreciate are his
nnerrlng intellect, his unselfsh aspirations, his
grandeur of purpose"
and will he kiss me for a bonbon-the af-
fectionate darling?n mumbled the ecstatic voice
from the sofa as Di caressed her brown and
yellow monstrosity.
'Mrs. Sayles, will you permit me to inquire
ABOUT what on earth you are talking?" de-
manded her consort as he abruptly dropped
his evening journal and whirled toward her.
Il am only talking to my pretty Beauty-the
blessed sweetnessT !, the lady vouchsafed to re-
ply al she Rugged the atom of shaggy ugliness
yet more closely to her silken corsage.
"Ah, indeed; I see," he dryly commented,
with a little grimmace of contempt and irrita,
ton.
"Beauty is such q comfort to me when You
are 80 busy with your odlous paper, and so in
terested with those detestable political items
that you have no time to notice anything else,"
the lady announced complacently, quite ignor-
ing his lordly distaste and v%exation.
"1ou have a child who might comfort you
for my objectionable Sights, | should think, "
he returned, with considerable sarcasm.
y, DuLy 10 . peSFlsu tuat SIG Qulpe uDsetS
me, and if she is not fretting she is sleeping"
the lady said with sublime indifference. "And
my pretty Beauty ls 30 amusing and so Jolly! l
do wish, Reuben, that you would look after the
dear little thing when | am away tonight; he
will want his s%upper-just a bit Of chicken and
jelly, you know, and them" and then she
paused with an expression of petulance on her
blonde insipid features. Her husband had
checked her glib platitudes by a gesture Of
downright anger.
sniaptbo ~ ha bopon e+arply CT 1o,;ro 100,
to remain at home tonight A ballroom is
scarcely q place for q mother whose child is
decidedly and seriously ill.,
dolly is well enough, athe lady averred
with o yawn and q pout. And beside, she has
an excellent nurse who is much more clever
than l could possibly bel do not understand
children at all, you know. And you want me
not to go only because you are vexed with me,
Reuben; you are angry with mo just because
I did not listen to your dull nonsense about
some political magnate, and because 1 asked
you to care for my poor Beauty while I should
be gone. But you will give him his bit Of
chicken and jelly all the same, will you not,
R~euben?" she added coaxinglv, and with con-
fidence, as she deposited her precious pet in
the most luxurious niche of the sofa and
rustled her siiken ~tlounces across the room.
81 shall be more likely to give a bit Of rats
bane to your despicable little beast, madame"
Ter of sea-green ribbon and a rustic Of ivory
%aounces the stylish blonds passed through the
door and disappeared
Such a stupendous threat did not in the least
disauiet the lady. She understood too well his
peculisrities to deem him capable of any such
atrocity. He had an unpleasant trick of as
Stunning tho admonitory and ironic on the most
insignificant occasions, he was disagreebly ad-
dicted to those obnoxious political items, and
he was prone to depreciate and ~satirize the
priceless and Incompatible Beauty; but all the
same, he was mild, yielding and indulgent sort
of husband, who never failed to crafty her most
unreasonable caprices.
She hummed a bar from some popular dance
music as she tripped gayly up to her chamber
and settled herself in a low chair before a
pier-glass to arrange her soft blonde hair and
to adjust the laces and jewels about her round
throat.
And as she scrutinized the reflection of her
charming pink and white face and attractive
figure she meditated-meditated so pleasantly
that she felt quite drowsy indeed when at
lenght she donned the long hooded wrap that
quite concealed her elaborate costume of ivory
silk and see green garniture, and hurried down
to the equipage waiting to convey her to the
merriest ball Of the season.
But in the midst of all the merrinlent, mono
was merrier than she, although she did now
add then wonder if poor Beauty had been sent
81 do hope that Reuben will give him his bit
Of chicken and ~jelly-but then Reuben has 30
little feeling" she thought once in . pause of
the dance, as she rested in a diminutive bower
OF palms and complacently slipped an iced
sherbet
But at that moment Reuben himself appeared
before her astonished sight
"Come," he said, in a manner of grave au-
thority--"come instantly, if you would not be
too late.n
Even then, despite the pallor Of his face and
the anguish of his eyes, she misapprehended
the admiration.
.What has happened, Reuben" she inquired
with swift inane perturbation. Something
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never come to take me home when I am just
enjoying the best of the gayety. You have
never let poor Beauty injure himself hayeyou?
You did not give him the cruel"-s.te filtered.
Then he interrupted her by such q look as
She never beheld upon his indulgent counte-
nance.
"Woman!" he exclaimed in q voice Of inef-
fable pain and scorn. ''Woman, your child is
dying"
For once she trembled with something like
real emotion; for once she could feel her pink
cheeks whitening with sincsrest grief and COM
junction.
so, Reuben,'' she painted plaintively, and
then submissively followed hlm away-away
from the merry assembiage whose mirth SEEM
ed to mock and denounce her.
Her enchanting, foolish head dropped low,
and there were hot tears i'll her shamed eyes
as she left the great brilliant room where tho
odor Of the flowers, the sound of the music,
the srlendor of the lights-all seemed to re-
proaeh and accuse her.
And she chung shivering to the arm of her
husband as he led her into the dim still nurse
~ where she had indeed come too late.
The tender little life had persisted even be-
fore the clever nurse had guessed that a dead
~ blight had touched the delicate baby flower.
And there on a tiny couch lay a small image Of
beautiful human clay-.all that was left to her
or the child who had never known a mothers
cherisblng, whose baby lips had never laughed
upon a mothers breast, whose baby sorrows
had never boon soothed by a mothers lullaby.
n while she stood there, v~oiceless and