The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-06-27

|, the sorrowfHi eyes. A moment passed
M then she rose quietly and with per.
{ fieet self-possessed grace walked over tt
/, hlm7--to his intense astonishment sa,
: down quietly by his side, and said in 4
soft musical voice:
! You seem sad tonight; I am sorry
Fol- q moment he was tongue-tied,
: then he recollected his instructions and
!. pulled himself together.
We'll, I think / was sad because Won
were looking sad
Was i? | suppose I always do then,
Of course, being hers naturally makes
n feel sad. But we wont talk of that. !,
she added quickly. "Do Won care for
dancing? I'll dance with you. if Won
, like"
dance? with you?"
20 yes, if you like many of the others
dance, you know"
How calmly she seems to recognize
her stated" thought Grayton, as he
stood up and passed his arm round poor
Ophelia's waist. wondering how she
would zig and amble." They were
playing the Dream Faces" and as they
swung in nndulating rhythm to the
pretty song he felt that few slips of sane
seventeen could come up to her.
That's right" said the doctor, en-
c~ouraggingly; "set q good example,
Means 1 am to he a tonic, / suppose"
thought Grayton; so he carried off
Ophelia for an ice; there now, there's a
spoon and a wafer; now you feel COM
Portable, don't you2 Isn't that a lovely
waltz 2"
aYes, I'm fond Of Dream Faces Z the
people one meets in dreams are gener-
ally vastly nicer than the real folk. [
have many dream friends"
Have You? y she said, looking amused;
tell me of them"
We'll, you know, 1 think Tn mar
rled to adream ~wife--just like Gilbert's
Princess Toto, you know, with her
dream husband. And she comes to me
sometimes and scolds me if I've done
anything wrong in the day; and some-
times she's very loving, and sometimes
she's cross and doesn't come neal me for
weeks"
He felt as if he was telling a fairy tale
to a child.
How charmingl Dotell me more Of
her. Is she beautiful! What is she
like?p
The fanciful conceit seemed to am1lse
her, SO he went on drawing pictures OF
an ideal woman; then growing uncon-
scionsly eloquent, he burst out, "Ah, if
one could only meet her alive, what a
wife she would make! A very second
self, aiding, sympathizing, helping, low
ing-at once the cheeriest of chums and
the most idolized of IDOLS
She had flushed a little as he spoke,
but she went on. What a pretty pic
ture! Where did you get your pretty
thoughts about marriage?n
= suppose my dream-girl taught me"
is she pretty"
Grayton wondered if deliberate bare.
faced compliment would be a tonic for
o lunatic. Yes, beautiful. She has
large brown eyes, wonderful hair, a low
voice, an olive oval face, she dances SUI
perbly, and she wears black-red rose
in her white dress"
Ophelia looked a little frightened.
Forgive me, / didn't mean to be
rude, but she is-really, yon are not an
cry with me?" and he laid his hand
gently on hers.
oh, no, and then there was a pause.
Come let me show you some pictures;
I'm something of an ARTIST myself and
she led him into a long gallery, and
talked art so sensibly and sympathetic
ally that here, at all events he felt there
was a very pleasant method in her mad
ness.
Talking art" is a recognized method
OF 1nterch angling sympathies.
He was no bad Judge of q picture; but
he preferred to effect Ignorance, and
asked the stupidest questions simply for
the pleasure of learing her talk There
was a kind Of innocent dignity about
her that fascinated him. She was more
like q Vestal virgin than a Bacchante.
So the evening passed all too quickly
till he suddenly %bethought himself that
there was an important division j the
Lords that night, and thathe was bound
to be o not content" before the clock
struck. eleven, and afterthat he was due
at Lady Congleton's dance.
Must you goaway:" she said, "why?'
Well, you see. Pmoneo of those much
abused people that the radicals call
hereditary Legislators, and I am not
abolished yet; [ must be in our House
at eleven"
OF course she could not have under
stood a word he said, for she murmured
to herself, Poor fellow! so young tool"
He rose and held out his hand. Good
night; thank you for q g charming
evening
aGood night, = said Ophelia tenderIy.
II should like little memory of this
meeting; will you give me that rose?
I've been longing for it all the evening p"
{Snf on,1rua T will /. ,,,l,p, ,l,1,.4 ,-o,, ~
for it before?o and she took it from her
dress and fastened it in his coat. 81
shall see you again; there will be an
other dance here O How is it that
j saw you dance before at one"
This is my first dance here" he said
gravely.
Why is it that Ophelia's eyes suddenly
filed with tears he couldn't understand,
but she left him with a quiet bow and
went back to the dancing room.
you've been enjoying yourself, I
see" said the doctor as Grayton came
to say good-by, though I must say
it was rather selfish of both of you"
Selfish! why, I did all / could for
her, poor dear girl"
Poor! why, my dear Lord Grayton,
she haa SIX thousand a year of her
ownl"
Dear me! and what is done with
it?s
ssShe does what she likes with it she
helps all the charities, and she helps
nj and Copswood in particular,
and she generally does a lot Of good to
u poor ~people-picks up some one
she takes asfancy to, and cheers him up
q bit. Shes n Of my best tonics and
this is the first time I have noticed that