The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-01-30

OF hopeless remonstrance n wears ii
addressing an incorrigible child. "Yor
know I'm always busy in the morning
Railways do come at the wrong time
groaned Dick.
Then why do you?" asked the lady
Don't KNOW" replied the hopeless
one; my luck, | suppose"
II really can't talk to you now" sale
the pitiless girl. "I've got all these
things to distribute, and I've got to cal.
on MIR. Reredos about the sick club
and"
Cant they waltz" asked Dick witt
an inward asplration-that is hardly
the word Ifear-regarding the reverend
gentleman, whom he had hitherto re.
spected as q mighty oar and a slashinl
batsman.
NO, indeed, they can't. The idea Of
keeping a clergyman waiting while yor
talk nonsense. His time is valuable il
yours isn't. He takes q great interest
in the poor"
I've no doubt he Does" said Dick,
grown bilious at this reiterated mention
of the cleric.
It's a great deal better than taking
interest in nothing, and incoming about
as other people do"
Don't be too hard on fellow, Nellv,'
said Dick, plaintively. "Reredos is O
very clever fellow, I know; but I didn't
come to talk about him. I've come to
say good-by. I'm going toto Lon.
don.
He tried to get ont "Upopo," but,
like Macbeth's "Amen," it stuck to his
throat.
ooh. good-by," she answered, hold
ing out her hand.
is that all You have to say to an old
friend who's going" Z
All the way to London" she broke
in with q smile unbearable in its bril-.
lance and its mockery.
All the way to Upopo," said Dick.
1t was out at last, and he went on quick
ly as if fearing that he might recall tho
word. "To the other side of the world,
Nelly, and perhaps I may neve see
your face again. Say something more
than 'Good-by,' Nelly-say a little more
than that"
what can I say?" she asked. Her
face was pale, and all the scorn had left
it now; but Dick, blinded by love and
the moisture in his eyes, saw no change
in her.
"Oh, Nelly. if you don't know, how
can l tell you" he broke out, passion
ately. Then, with sudden WEAKNESS:
"Good-by will do, Nelly-there, we've
said it now-good-by.
And with that word he was turning
from her, when, by no conscious will Of
her own, her hand frightened on his,
and all unwittingly she asked:
is that all You have to say, Dick?"
He turned swiftly. Not even his
loveblinded wits could fail to read the
meaning OF the blush which crimsoned
her from throat to forehead. He
caught both her hands in his.
"No" he painted. And then the
hoodgates of his lips were open and he
spoke. And I am afraid that
that excellent nan and clergy
man, Mr.. Reredos, must have grown
very tired indeed in waiting for the
promised interview about the sick club.
AS Dick entered his little sitting-room
three hours later the major looked at
him with so peculiar a regard that the
fluent burst upon his lips remained un-
spoken, and he looked almost as sheep
ish as he had already looked once be-
fore that morning.
"Ah,' said the major, you won't go to
Upopo, young man."
NO." said Dick. And then followed
the narrative of the events Of the morn
ing.
and to think" said the beaming low
er in conclusion. "to think that 1 might
have had her for asking six months ago!
And l never dared ask her-I never
ever thought OF it,"
Eyes" said the major. "It was a cur
inus oversight"