The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-01-18

when the leaves begin to fall we come south
like the swallows; sometimes to Algiers, somc-
times to Madeira, sometimes to Nice-wher-
ever Dnmmie fancies."
And you," / asked, show do YOU like such
a wandering life?"
'oh, for myself, there is nothing i shonld
like so much as to live quietly in one place
with Dummie, and to have kind friends about
US. l should love to have q house of my own,
and l would take such pride in having every
thing go neat and nice! l am a regular old
housewife al heart. But that can never be.
All i think OF is how to keep my dear husband
with me; and it is always before my eyes that
one day I shall be left alone. But never let
aim see that, for the doctors say everything
must be bright for him; bright sunshine,
change OF scsnc. and always 3 bright compan-
ion"
And SO she always was 8 bright compartment;
it was not often that she spoke as she did to mo
that afternoon She WAS generally occupied in
amusing Dummle, in Que way or another. 1t
was very funny to see them together; he made
me really cross with him, he seemed 80 un-
grateful: but no one could help laughing, all
tho same,
And like you when you laugh" he re-
marked to me one day;. '"yon make nice big
up when she laughs, and with her white eye
laslies they look such ugly little siits!" Which
comparison Maia did not III the least resent. but
looked upon i. as an excellent joke.
~ ILdStcr L IA Il great pleasure. MY nephew
arrived in Cannes 10 spond & mouth OF bis leave
with me: j was then, as now, so proud and fond
OF HIM. Idon't thiuk 1 have ever seen o hand
somer Young fellow; perfectly made. with reg
nlar features, bright, China b.ue eyes, and yei-
low hair and mus ache. His adoriDg alnt and
gudmotiier took leave of her selses where he
was concerned. Glad though / was to iiavo
him with me. / was much exercised ia my mind
as to how to amuse HIM. Young man from II
crack cavalry regiment were rare III that maniess
region, aud no were their pet occupations, too.
Little excursions to Nice and in among the
Alpes Maritimes seemed very small excite
mems to offer Charlie; and l did not urge hin
to frequent Mont Carlo, having au old mails
horror Of gambling. But to my intense delight
the dear boy took most kindly TO ali my little
| ways OF passing the time; he declared that the
mere transition from bitter East winds and
frosts-for Ia .ter fell early that year-to blue
| sky and steady sunshine, made existence a
| pleasure; that my litle donkey trips among the
pine. clad hills were the ~jolliest picnics at which
lie had ever assisted, and that the quiet even
| ings i'll my comfortable salon, TO which my
friends were welcome, were all that he cared
for after u day spent in the open air.
/ had frightfui misSirings, when he had
| been with me- a few days, about n young Dutch
countess staying with her mother ut the hotel
| She was II very handsome girl and most anus
| ing; she and Charles struck up 4 desperate
filtration from the moment they struck eyes on
| on another. Ny first thought was ons of de-
light. 'sShe Will help me 10 make Charities
visit a pleasant one,"i said 10 mvseif, and
accordingly invited Mile, Van Baerle to join
| our little party upon all occasions. But l soDh
repeated me of my raehness. Tho faircouutoss
was clever and most accomlilshed; a per-
feet linguist like all her nation, and a Jolly
good-tompercd girl: but her ~flstness, and her
truly awful knowledge of the wickedness of
ment at any COST! Ishudlerei as l thought
what might be the consequence OF my careless
ess. and pictured my sisters distress il such q
danghter-in-law were presented to her. Then
| tried my best to drop her out of our plans
but. with no success. l had been too gushing
at first to be able to diaengage myself all at
ones. NV dear Mrs. Wiener, however, con-
so.ed me-.
ut is nothing" she said. SIT is much too
noisy a Irritation to be serious. Why, yester-
day evening he ran all along the corridor with
her in his arms, because she said she did no.
believe he could lift her. They are two grea,
rvmps, and il your nephew were really in love
he would be more serious"
81 don't know" l sighed despondipgly.
"Charlie is never very serious about anything.
just look at Them now"
They made a pretty, if to me q provoking.
picture. We had been picuic-making on the
Croix DIES Gardes, and now, after luncheon,
were sitting about on the big stones under the
pines, luxuriatine in the air ana magniticien,
view. Nademoiselle Van Baerle and Charlie
wore " FOREGROUND NoAthS VI II iaIlsShp e
behind them. They were coquettins about a
bunch of violets that she had been wearing al
her neck all the morning. He, halt-kneeling,
lalf-sitting on a bDnlle. OF rock at the edge OF
tic slope, was stretching up bis hand for them
she. standing above, was holding thom over
his head.
Suddenly the rock against which he was lean
| ing gave way, and poor Charlie turned n com
ple.e somcrsault before my startled eyes.
mo bones broken" he laughed, as he picked
! himself up; but his foot had had q nasty
wrench, and he had to endure all the unpleus.
ant consequences of a sprained ankle.
| think 1t WAS only then that realized Mrs
| Wieuer's wonderful tsct and sweetness, much
az l had liked Eer before. She was 30 good
TO nv poor hoy. Or course, one may
say that it does not require much virtue
or self-sacrifce to be kind to a good
looking Young fellow laid upon the sofa; bat il
was the way IN which she helped to make his
Imprisonment bright that struck me. A long
apprenticeship to DImniie had taught her a
thousand little arts 10 while away the time
she never went out even for a solitary walk
without bringing home some amusing story OF
what she hid seen or heard; all the jokes and
riddles OF Europe seemed ut her fingers ends,
aud vet there never WAS snch a sym.
pathetic iIstener-the most hating story
appeared witty aud pointed when told
to her. Her charming singing, too, was a
constant pleasure; and Schumann's love eongs,
Grieg's strange melodies. and Councils won
derfui harmonies frightened many an hour.
Our favor tes were those lovely ones of Sclu-
mann's in which he tolls the story of Il WON ,n's
life from the moment when she first sees hel
love. through her courtship aad MARI age, I'M
til the day when her husband lies dend before
her. But this lat one Mrs. Wiener never sang.
Dnmmie, strange to say, did not at all apnreci
ate his wife's music.
"I have too much of it." he remarked upon
one occasion when she. on being asked to sitg.
looked to him for penn sion. A most upins.
observation of Dunlmie's, for it was only in
his absence that she gave us our musical treats.
MademoisclIo Van Baeric was also unremit-
ting in her attentions to Charlie, and my anx-
| ietv on that scure wss not allayed. Since he
was no longer able to romp with her she
change her tone o little aud Piled him with
sentiment.
81 think there are no men like Englishmnn,'
I heard her mnrmur to him one day; 'sthe
Dutchmen are so heavy and slow-7one has al
ways TO be stirring them up, and Frenchmen
are just the other way-they stir ono up a Little
ton much; but an Englishman is lust right
There was something, too. about Charles
look and manner that made mo uneasy; he
was so restless and cross. Natural q sprained
ankle and consequent confinement for i month
upon the sofa do no. tend to sweetcn a mans
| temper. But there was something more than
/, this; he took to saying nasty, bitter things Ia
us his devoted women slaves, aud then was
| proportionately remorseful afterward. He
| snapped equally ut Mrs. Wiener, Mile Van
Baerie and me: he Grumbied Mt everything,
the climate and hotel life, and then in the same
| breath declared tina, he should apply for ex.
| tension of leave. go as to remain longer. In
fact, to my watchful eyes the young gentleman
showed all the symptoms of being in love, and
! gave Mile. Van Baerie the credit of it. But
one day lie burst out:
.sIt's a shame, a beastly. wicked ehame! He
makes q regular drudge of her"
'He? Her? What DO you mean?"
gnsped out, very astonished, for Charlie had
risen from his sofa: and, sanding on one leg
turned red and white bv turns. l reflected has.
lily that Mademoiselle Van Baerle had no gen.
tleman in her party aud could not, even by I
! fond lover, be considered a drudge to rny one
'That brute Wiener! He makes her fetch