The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-06-20

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II than met the eye. Ididnt know but
u was the intellectual way Of making
owe.
] was very cold to him when he
brought me chocolate creams. / told
him / abominated chocolate, and it was
very plain he found it too troublesome
to remember my likes and dislikes.
Well, then, in the midst of this, he
had to go to st. Louis on business; and
while he was away 1 repented, and began
to feel sort Of soft about him.
He had written lie was pretty sure to
be home Thursday evening. I was sit
ting by the window, and the gas was
turned low, and somehow / fell blue.
1 could see Mrs. Calvin's house, where
the horrid Pamela Stonehenge was
staying: and, as I was looking two men
went up Mrs. Calvin's steps. II was a
hateful showery night; but they were
laughing and talking. and when they
put down their umbrellas I saw m
thing that made me jump.
Fred has an umbrella with tho fnnni-
est head, al ebony skull with Rhine-
stone eyes that flash in the most life-like
WY, and there that thing was winking
ct me in the gas-light across the street.
| was SO mad / just cried-regularly
howled. To think that Fred would go
to SEQ her first of all.
Well, who should walk in bright and
early the next morning but Fred him
self! Helooked pale-with emorse r
thought. But icebergs and polar bears
were nothing to me in the way of cold
ness
He began, II wanted to see you first
thing, Marie
aIndeed?" I interrupted. II feel
quite Eonored.n
He turned very red, and then stared
at me. Then he said: "What do you
mean? What are you talking about 2"
oh! of course you haven't an idea"
l said; and as it went on from bad to
worse, until he Just got up and re-
marked, with the wost dreadful dignity.
"You seemto be accusing me- of some
thing; but rs you will not do me the
justice to explain yourself, I will bid
you good-morning and good-by, Miss
Cassidy"
OF course / never meant him to get
on his dignity, and when / saw him go
ing I had half a mind to run after him.
only i was too proud
Two or three days passed, but still
no sign norsymptom of Fred. Mommer
was getting ready to go to C~hautauqua,
and the house was turned upside down
and | was feeling distracted. At last l
just wrote him i few lines telling him
I wished to explain something. I wait
ed all that day, and all the next, butno
answer came.
ThenI got desperate. / Just decid-
ed life wasn't worth living. and I'd be
superior, and go in for sociology and
~demonology, and all that sort Of thing.
So told mommer I was going to
Chautauqua with her, and she said she
was glad / hadawakened at length to a
sense of my own deficiencies; and we
started of.
1t amt any fun to travel with
mommer. She always declares she's
suffocating, in the pullman, and she
thinks the trains running off the track
every few minutes, and drives the con-
ductors half crazy asking questions.
Then she's always dropping her eve
glasses and handbag and handkerchief.
/ tell her it's like the French exercises.
.Ou est lie mouchoir lie ma mere?g
But that makes her hopping mad.
Chautauqua's an awful bore, don't
you know a lot of old drones and mum
mics going abuat and pretending they
enjoy it SO much. / believe they really
hate it, only they think it looks nice to
be profound.
And then Palestine Park! Oh, my /.
how those Eastern people can make
such guys of themselves, and dress in
bugs that haven't any hang, or fit, OF
anything, / can't imagine. Mommer
would drag mesabout everywhere, to inn
prove my mind. She said. She has .
mania for measurements and c~alcula-
tions, and n day she was calculating
the dimensions Of the Great Pyramid,
and / said, .ssLor-r-d, mommer! you
must have been evolved from .
measuring-worm," She didn't like it
one bit, but ] think she ought to have
been glad I knew how to apply my
knowledge.
was SO broken hearted I took mp
Hebrew. and it most blinded me. How
people could ever have talked in such .
language!
Well. one day I was in the steamboat
on the lake, and l was looking over my
account book. Pepper always makes
such a point of my keeping accounts,
because he says it teaches me the value
of money. but no one ever knew the
value of money better than l do. had
Gigi with me, aud it's awfnlly expen-
siye boarding with a dog: and then the
servants are ALWAYS so grasping! Ide-
clare they're just like those horrid
daughters of the horse-leech that said,
4Giyef givem though why the daugh-
never could see, only people are always
slandering women.
Somehow or other I never can get
my accounts exactly right. There were
four dollars I couldn't account for, so /
just put them down to charity" be-
cause .ssundries" has such I'M u~nbusiness-
like look, though, to tell the truth,
I'd only given ten cents to an organ
grinder.
[ was SO hard at work I never noticed
that I'd been taken even so far past
where I ought to have got out, 80 / Just
stepped at the next stopping place, and
waited for another boat to take me back.
IT was quite q pretty spot, with trees
and things, and sort of cave not far
off; and 1 sat and sat, and gazed at the
beauties OF nature till I was most starved.
All ut once I heard a noise behind me.
and looked around, and there was Fred
coming out of the cave!
l thought for q moment maybe re-
morse had driven him to retire from the
world and be a hermit. Wouldn't that
have been romantic?
! glanced at him very llanghtily, but
he began right away: "Miss Cassidy
oh, Marie! don't let MS make ourselves