The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-11-07
THE QUARREL.

The QUARREL.
Tho brief March day vas drawing to
a close. and the twilight, which would
probably light up country hillsides for
some time with purple softness. was
already collapsed in the city with haring
gas-llghts, and Lillian Graham clung
closer to her friends side, with almost
. sensation Of terror.
II had no idea it was so late, Ehie, I"
she said to Mrs. Wallis, her companion.
'Oh, do let us hurry home"
Don't be nervous" laughed merry
little Mrs. Wallis. Were only half q
dozen blocks away from home at the
furthest. I like to be out in the twi-
light once in a while myself. 1t gives
n a spicy sense of adventure"
But Lillian was made of different
stuff. There was something clinging
and dependent in her nature, and the
growing darkness appalled, her.
ooh, I am so glad!" she exclaimed,
with o sudden, joyous intonation of her
voice. Meredith Allston is coming.
he will see us safe home"
As she spoke a tall figure approached
the figure of q gentleman walking
rapidly down the street, with the lamp
light shining full upon his dark eyes
and regular features.
"Mr. Allston! Meredith"
But, to Lilian's surprise, the GENTLE
man took no notice of her hesitating
summons, but passed her, looking into
her eager, flushed face with the careless
glance of unrecognition.
She drew herself haughtily up and
bit her lip.
II might have spared myself the
trouble Of speaking" she said, "if I
had only known that Mr.. Allston does
not know his acquaintance in the
street,"
II dare say lie was thinking Of some
thing %else," said Efie Wallis, apologet-
ically.
"But I called his NAME" persisted
Lillian, "and he looked me full in the
tace"
"Well, you shall call him to an
account for it when he comes to-
night"
II have half q mind not to see
him!"
"That would be nonsense" said sensi-
BILE Mrs. Wallis. Come along; we shall
be at home in two minutes"
Lillian Graham looked very pretty as
she sat in her fathers drawing room
that night, with the soft light from the
chandelier streaming around her slen-
der figure. She wal o blonde, of that
rare type of beauty which boasts q COM
plexion like damask roses and hair OF
shining gold in contrast to eyes Of the
darkest hazel, and the somewhat plain
face of Mrs. Wallis served as an uncon-
scious foil to set of her own fresh young
loveliness.
Mr.. Allston's face frightened as he
entered the room q few minutes after
the little ormolu timepiece on the man
tie had struck 8.
"You are looking we'll, Lillian" he
said, with something Of the conscious
pride of proprietorship.
Lillian bit her lip.
you did not stop to think about my
looks when I really needed your escort
this evening" she said q little coldly.
H. 1oo1,o1 - Ln- oA1-.al.--k
II don't know what you mean, Lili-
an?"
Were you not on Sixth venue this
evening, between 6 and n"
mo; Twas not"
Miss Graham's cheeks flushed.
"Mr. Allston, 1 can hardly discredit
the evidence of my own senses! l
certainly saw you, and SO did Mrs.
He looked panied, but offered no
further explanation of the mystery.
"Are you ready for the concerto" he
asked.
st have changed my mind, she said
briefly. II don't want to go!"
"Lilianr'
"The truth is," she SAID rising to her
feet, and playing with the gold which
was Topped around her neck, ~ do not
care to go out with a gentleman who
sees fit to repose so little confidence in
me!'
Mr.. Allston bowed his submission to
her fiat.
Very we'll" he said, quietly. I can
not, of course, dispute your decision ]
wish you a very good evening"
But little Lillian found the hours by
the domestic firesidea little dull after
the departure Of her offended preuy
chevalier.
81 wish I hadn't been so cross with
him." she said, Struggling her pretty
| shoulders remorsefully. "EAie, let's
ask papa to take us to the opera; we
shall be in time for the last two acts"
Just as you choose" said Effe
Wallis, who was not lnaccustomed tc
the sudden caprices Of her pretty little
cousins mind.
The Opera House was crowded, and
the party with difficulty found seats
at the back of the dress circle
but Lillian was hardly seated before
she pressed her cousins arm.
"E,ffie, look therein the parquet-
close to the orchestra stalls!"
eyes" said Mrs. Wallis, I sect is
Mr.. Allston; but that's no reason yor
should pinch me black and blue! ]
suppose a man has a right to come tt
the opera if he chooses!"
II hope he won't see US, said Lillian
in a tone that might easily have beer
interpreted rs directly contrary to hel
words.
HE can't, unless he has eyes in the
back of his head" said Mrs. Wallis
do keep still, and let me hear San
trello sing this delicious solo"
Lillian was delighted when she me-
Mr.. Allston the next morning OF
Broadway.
II hope you enjoyed yourself las