The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-09-19

fifty per cent. meaner than if he had set
The dogs on us" and Arthur Gregg's
manly face grew set and determined.
Tell us about it, Arthur, before we
get into the village" said n of the
pale-faced boys, with quick eagergess.
We'll, you see, we went as sly as
mice, climbed the wall, and were head
ing straight for that rare-ripe tree,
when who should come up alongside OF
us but Squire Holt, himself.
"sWell, boys said he, Isuppose you.
have come to take my peaches. I've
been watching you for along time tc.
tell you they are not fit to eat. I know
they look rich, but they will be much
nicer a week from now. What's more,
L can't bear to see you running on
this way. Your checks are as rosy as
the peaches, and / want you to ripen
as beautifully as they do; but you
never can if you keep on in the way
you have been going of late. You are
naturally noble fellows, and you must
not steal from my farm. I'd rather
give you every peach on the trees than
Know OF your doing SO mean q thing.
i Now, listen boys, and Ill tell you my
plan. We, my wife and 1, want you to
come to our home, a week from to.
night, and spend the evening with us.
Then you shall have all the peaches you
can eat. Goodnight. Remember, a
week ron tonight. We shall look for
you. Come earlier than this, as we
usually draw in the latch string by
nine
"Then he jumped over the wall, and
went home, leaving us there in the mid
die Of tts orchard, but I'd sooner out
my hands off than touch one of his
peaches"
So the boys filed back into the vii.
lage and into their beds, determined
that Squire Holt should never again
have cause to feel uneasy about them.
BY seven O'Clock on the followins
Thursday, the farmers kitchen was full
| of boys, straight from the academy,
chatting merrily with the iovial farmer
and his pleasant wife. He told them
stories of his early life, and how he
came to the conclusion that the best
way to SOW wild oats was to scatter
seeds Of kindness.
y tell you what it is, boys. the reap.
ing's o great deal more satisfactory. II
took me some time to find this out, but
II learned it before I got my spring
"|heat sowed just as I'm sure you will
do. Here my little wife withtlle
pitcher IF cream, and her sugar-crust-
ed sponge cake. If Benton and Gregg
will hrInrv kha ,,,;11yL ,,o,, ~ ,.ao II. &c.
the pantry, we'll give them a fair trial. /"
When the party broke vi one hearty
lad took Squire Holt by the hand and
said:
"Yon may find us on your farm again
some day. But I'll give you my word
it won't be to steal your property. II
any one Of us can do you q favor, just
let us know" ir
The boys went back to the village
full Of plans for the coming harvesting.
The farmer, and his wife, Lucy, gath
cred up the fragments, talked over the
merits of the boys, and put out the
lights sH
such boys; they won't forget your kind
ness very 0 What were you and
Gregg SO busy about?"
"Oh, not much. Only told him to
bring down his winter feeting, and I
would look them over and fix them up
for cold weather, for you know, hus-
band, there's but one pair Of stockings
for me to mend now"
He drew her close to his side, and
repeated the verse of the poem he
knew was in her thoughts:
For each empty nook in tho basket
BY the hearth there'sone empty seat
And miss the shadows from OF the wall
And the patter Of many feet;
Tis for this that a tear gethered on my sight,
Atthe one pair of stockings to mendt to might
When the harvesting time came the
Squire went out to his corn field one
day, saying laughingly to himself az he
went:
II don't feel very strong, I'll admit,
bat | guess Lean manage to cuta few
rows" ~
Imagine his surprise to find the corn
all cut, and a dozen or more academy
boys hard at work shocking it.
Don't say mi word, !" exclaimed one,
as the farmer tried to thank them,
we've been watching this corn-feld
for some time. We want you to prom
Use us one thing"
"Say on" said the Squire, "You boys
are working your way into atenderspot
in my heart, and a do most anything
with me-"
"And you, sir" said Arthur Gregg,
stepping forward and grasping the sun
burnt hand, "have worked your way in
to ours, and made us proud of the tens
der spot in our hearts and anxious to
cultivate it. You have touched this
spot with your confidence and friend
Eness. When we have housed and
husked this field of corn, then you may
thank us if you wish; but you and your
noble wife must always remember that
you once did us a kindness far beyond
anything we have done for you. Our
work must be done over next year, but
I feel sure the work you have done for
us will be remembered a lifetime"
There was a grand husking in Squire
Hollis barn in the course of a few days,
and all the young folks came. The vii
layers wondered how those school boys
came to be on such good terms with the
people in levitt Road Let them won
der. These boys learned that nothing
worth having is gained BY transgres-
sion, and nothing worth keeping is lost
by nobleness..
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