The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-12-19
Ills LIES one HOLIDAY,
BY L1I11As CAMPBELL DAVIDSON

had worked hard and we'll and had
made a fortune which even he felt
would enable him to marry without be-
ing recklesslv i%mprudent, and he began
to think it was time to decide upon a
wife who would satisfy his somewhat
fastidlous requirements. She must be
of a stately and noble presence-Wayne
had rather an idea of o fine woman; not
too young nor too emotional; Wayne
was a person who hated scenes-in
short, she was to be q woman made to
order, and he found it more difficult to
discover her than he had at first sup
posed. f
1t was with a feeling of something as
akin to failure as his we'll regulated
mind ever INDUCED in that he ordered
his p%ortmanteau packed for a fort
nights visit to Newton-on-Sea and tore
himself away from the fascinations of
club and Office life to pay a long prom
lsed visit to his old friend, DR.. Mar
shall. He had seen nothing of the Mar
shalls for years past, though there was
q tie of old associations between them.
and even something of sadder interest.
Five years ago, when Wayne's uncle of
fered him a berth in the tea business,
of which he was now the head, he ex-
tended q like offer to Huntingdon's
younger brother, Jack; but Jack, al
ways something of a hot-headed fellow,
took offense at some word or deed of
his elders, and refused the offer. Soon
after he took some post on the east
coast of Africa, and went out with high
hopes OF the fortune he was to bring
back and lay at Hetty Marshall's feet.
Huntingdon heard of the engagement
with some contempt, for the folly which
possessed two young people without q
penny; but when, three years later,
news came OF poor Jacks death out in
Zanzibar, the little bride that was to
have been passed ont of his mind, and
it was only when an invitation came to
him from the Marshalls, who were at
Newton-on-Sea for Hetty's health, that
the thought Of her existence crossed
him again.
He had not eve seen her since she
was a little child in ~pinafores, and when
he was brought up. on the evening he
arrived, to the side of a crimson ham
mock swung between two tall pine trees,
and introduced to a slight, pale girl,
whose great blue eyes were raised to
his with q pathetic gentleness and
sweetness, o feeling such as in all his
t~hirty-tive years of sensible life he had
before experienced shot through
him with a thrill of wonder, and al
most bewllderment. He took in his
WI the small, fragile, white fingers,
and then laid them down almost rever-
emily on the soft customs amid which
she lay.
I suppose if any one had asked him
then and there whether he believed in
love at first sight, he would have an
swered as contemporary as ever; and
yet, for all thai. he was as deep in love
as eve man yet fell at one blow. He
told himself it was a pity-a pity that
only grew as the days passed by, and
be saw how frail and delicate a creature
her great trouble of two years had left
her. it seemed to him it was his duty to
'1y "no "'one W nei ior III ZIG suIlerlng
n loss n had undergone; as if his
life ought to make up to her for Jacks
death, somehow. Strange, that duty
nad never had such zesta and a pleasure
In u before.
She was q thing so new to his ex-
perience, with her pleading blue eyes,
her soft little ways, and the pathos that
hung about all that she did and said.
wayne used to sit n watch her fur
lively, as II she were a creature OF some
race.
ihree days after that hrst evening
and the the IDEAL time WON
al" mad died out OF his mind, never to
return, n before the week was over,
he a said to hlmself-he, the practi-
cal, cool-headed huntingdon Wayne
that life without little Hetty would be
hardly worth the living, and that he
"a her for his own, or die.
Practical common.senslcal men often
take the hardest form OF the disease
called v
he spoke to Dr. Marshall before the
middle OF the second week, n asked
MS consent TO WIN Hetty. Inc doctor u.s.
tened with a good deal OF surprise, but
no appearance OF dlspleasure. and when
wayne had hnlshed, he grasped him
heartily by the hand.
My dear fellow" he said with ome
thing between a smile and q sigh, you
nave my heartlest consent and my best
wishes, If you can get Hetty
to say Yes You are almost a
part OF poor Jack, and there's no
n else, l should SO gladly call my