The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-08-15

the woman who lay on that tumble
down bed was stroking his brown hair,
and trying to comfort him by saying
she would soon be better.
"Will you hurt him now?" whispered
the girl. "Tell me-"
The truth was Joe couldhardlv speak.
He had a lump in his throat, and was
rather tilmy about the eyes; but he
shook his head, and drew his compan-
ion farther from the door.
Il had better not so in," he said, "he
might say something before her that
might brighten her about that, you
know"
The young girl by his side caught his
hand and kissed it. That did not by
any means improve Jeo's equanimity.
II will go and tell him q friend wants
to speak to him. May / say a friend"
Joe vigorously nodded his head. The
man came out soon. The landing on
which they stood was only lighted by
the rete ction of the candle in the room.
II guessed it was you sir. Don't tell
her tonight, that's all. It will kill her
when she does know it. never meant
to take it, sir. I went to see if I could
get some money from her father. It
was SO hard to see her starve in this
wretched hole, and now it will be worse
than ever.
There in the dim light which made
darkness visible, Joe held out his hand.
The man looked at it and then into
Joe's face. Then he broke down. The
reaction was too much and the man
sobbed aloud. His wife heard it and
raised herself up.
Lucy" she said, s'what is that; more
trouble?"
mo, no; only JOY, and here is tile
gentleman-that money, you know"
Good bless you, sir. said she.
Lucy was going to stay there, and an
nounced her intention of returning
to her father. HE will have to get
some one elsa to be his servant-maid
now. 1 only got your message this
morning. I will stay with you and get
some work, and we'll see if William
can't get. some, and you will get we'll,
we shall all be as happy as possible"
And the little oma hustled about,
and found some sticks, and Joe found
some more matches, and they got a bit
of fire somehow. and before Joe left he
thought that his nights adventure had
not turned out so badly as might have
been expected.
Lucy Manners sister Kate had been
married about five years ago to a poor
young artist, who had every wish and
will to succeed in his profession, and,
with a young mans buoyancy, made
up his mind that he w1s certain to do
so. Mr.. Manvers had forbidden the
wedding altogether and solemnly told
his daughter he would never see her
again should she marty William Tay-
lor. She did so however; but with
little money and no introduction, it
was not easy for her husband to get
on; and by degrees he went down in
the world till he got about as low as he
possibly could get. He had on the
evening on which Joe met him gone IN
to the gambling room in the hope of
getting a little help from M. Manvers,
who, at II time had great hopes Of his
two daughters making good marriages.
They were then one of the principal
attractions of the saloon, and when his
eldest girl married against his will he
said that, were she starving, he would
never help her. And he kept his word
for nee in his life faithfully. Lucy
would only stay with her father after
her sister left on condition that he
never asked her to enter the saloon
again; SO, as he could trust her better
than any else, it was her duty IN
the evening to keep guard over the
kitchen and cupboard entrances.
Joe went home next day, having had
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full confession. He also discovered
suddenly a want of pictures in his faith
er's neighbors' houses, and spoke of q
certain artist whom lie thought might
be induced to came and paint q few of
their magnificent views around there.
Joe's father did exactly what Joe ex-
pected. He sent up EGO, to be repaid
by degrees, and found q little furnished
cottage for the London artist and his
wife, and q sister-in-law. And ONE
how, Mrs. Norton took q violent fancy
to Lucy, who looked ten years younger
than when Joe saw her first. And af-
ter bit she grew so charming that Joe
thought somebody else among the
mountains might want her if he did not
look after her himself. So one morn
ing there was a quiet wedding in the
pretty little church, and Lucy Manvers
was made Mrs. j. Norton, Jr. And to
make everything better, Mrs. Taylor soon
grew almost we'll, and her husband,
with hard work and encouragement,
soon found himself one of the most ris-
ing artists. And so altogether Joe
never regretted taking a London Holt
day.