The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-10-31

turned ont to be the best plow hand in
the country.
Winter came, and still no other pu-
pills appeared. By the bright log fire,
while the snowstorm ragged outside,
Hayloid found himself better contented
than he had ever been before, and his
interest, instead Of growing less, be-
came greater. The teacher had at
first decided that he would not beg for
pupils, and on no occasion did he ask
the farmers to send their children.
He was treated politely, yet he could
see that the people ofthe neighborhood
cared nothing for his society, but as
this indifference was mutual he spent
very little time in regret.
One day Windin' Blades failed to
come. but Weed, with her face all
aglow with healthfnl exercise, came as
usual. When she had hung up her
homespun cloak, and shaken the snow
from the bright hair, Hayloid asked:
Where is your brother?"
sHe amt here.n
aalaeeAeie not here, but where is
aAt home.1
Why didn't he Gomez"
Had to go to mill"
Weed, don't you think you are learn
ing.yery rapidly?"
Eyes, sir.n
81 don't think I ever saw any one
makessuch progress. You have q fine
order OF mind, and I hope that after +
leave the neighborhood you will pursue
your stndies still"
You are not thinking about leaving
are your" looking up with eyes in
which there lurked shadows Of sad
ness.
II shall not leave Immediately, but
in justice to myself I cannot remain
heremush longer"
She twisted the fax homemade but
ton on her dress, and gazed fxedly into
the roaring fire.
DO you want me to stay here?" he
asked.
"Yes,"twisting the button.
But you know I cannot stay here al
ways"
NO" she replied with Frightening
eyes, we cannot stay anywhere always.
Whe have to die some time"
Why, Weed, you are running ahead
Of you studies. You have jumped from
the fourth render to an advanced book
Of philosophy
She did not thoroughly comprehend
his meaning, but she laughed and be-
slowed on him a glance which for ever
remained Q pleasant memory.
DO you, so fresh and vigorous, with
such bloom Of perfect life eyer think Of
dying?"
aYes,n she replied sadly, amy little
sister was the picture of health, with
more bloom than I have, and with u
face so bright that everybody wanted
to kiss it, but she died. When they
said that she could not get we'll I did
not believe them, but one morning,
when / went to the bed and found the
bloom all gone, I knew that they had
told me thu truth. Now know that
anybody can die and that the bloom
does not mean life, but many times
means death"
He looked at her in surprise. He
had taken great pains to correct her
language, and had from day to day
noted her advancement, yet he was not
prepared for the expression of such
views. common enough with older peo-
pie, but rare with one SO young.
You are right, Weed. The rose may
be bright to-day, but tonight o frost
may kill it; but we have wandered from
our subject. What was I trying to tell
you, anyway
About your going to leave.a
:Oh, yes. You know that I cannot
remain here much longer. Very few
men would have staid this long, but I
have nothing to do"
And did you stay here because you.
had nothing to do?"
II don't exactly mean that. I mean
that I could not have remained had
other business engagements pressed
me-"
But you would not have come here
had other engagements pressed you.
lyon are developing tact as well as
philosophy. Now, to tell you the truth,
after staying here three days no busi-
ness could have called me away Only
one person could have influenced me to
leave"
""Who?'
tYou, and you alone"
How could I have had any inAu-
ence?n
You possess an unconscious infiu-
ence ttlat is stronger than iron. II you
had said you did not want me to re-
main / should have gone away. Ihaye
studied your face closely, and have ever
seen; or fancied that / saw, Kindness
and welcome in your eyes,
isn't it time to take in school, Mr..
Havloid? 2"
mo, there is time for nothing but to
tell you Of my deep love for you. Weed,
you are the cause of my remaining
here. Hove You with a heart that was
never before moved
She had twisted off the button, and
sat changing it from one hand to the
other.
No woman, no matter how cultivat-
ed, could win my love from you"
"Do yon know why / have learned SO
fast r she asked dropping the button
and cissping her hands.
because you have Q bright mind
1No, because I love you.
Hescaught her in his arms and was
pressing her lips when Windin' Blades
burst into the room.
Thar now" he said, stopping in
auazement. aT,har now, MI. Hayioid.
Don't say nothin' NOR to me bout
kitchen grasshoppers. IA hatcher be
kotch putin gear ongrasshoppers than
to be kotch putin my arms round a
gal. Whoop!s and Windin' Blades,
in celebrationsof his conquest, seized q
bench leg and belabored the writing
table.
TIN goin' TO tell pa on yon, sir, 7 said
the girl.
Tamig oin' totell him on you,n again
| whOopinR aNd striking thu table.