The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-02-27
HIS LITTLE LOVE.
A snowy January afternoon.

waiting-room we travellers saw the nc
blowing across the whitened fields, and
heard the sweep Of the wind among the
leafess branches and against the win
dow panes.
A gentleman Of about 30 stood at the
window, n arm resting or a little shelf,
and eyes bent on the girlish face be-
side him. He was not handsome, yet
his was q face one would look at with
as much or with more interest than if
the features were as perfect as Apollo's
own.
The eyes and mouth were full Of pow
81, the former very expressive, and, as
he spoke now, full Of easy quizzic,l re-
gard.
Are you afraid Of me, Miss Marion?
Do you think / shall prove a t%yranni-
cal or lenient guardian"
am not the least bit afraid Of you,
STRIP the young lady called Marion an
swered in q cold, business-like voice,
ooklnG nm In the eye.
mot afraid? How strangel" he said,
tho smile around his mouth deepening.
DO you generally inspire those who
meet you, with awe, Nj. Vann"
II am . lawyer" he replied, there
fore blessed with second sight, Of
course. Not only do we Judge by the
outward evidence of the thoughts in a
clients heart, but the inner working Of
the vital organ is an open book to us.
Your thoughts now"
He paused.
We'll" she asked impatiently.
Are not aattering to ME, You CON
slider me an unmitigated bore, very
cold and professionalism good look
ing. You long for school left behind
IN the south, where days like this we're
unheard Of, and where the college stu
dents serenaded you and dedicated
dowery sonnets to your beauty"
The girl flushed and darted a quick,
angry glance at him from the dark eyes
under the little tissue veil strapped
across her nose.
"You are pleased to be sarcastic, 7
she said, with n little sneer and shrug;
"but of what matter is it? If it amuses
you, sir, it amuses me infinitely more.
I am not afraid Of your satire, neither
dol like you'll"
jerome Vann raised his brows in IN.
feigned surprise.
She was so petite, 80 childish in ap.
pearance in spite of her IL years. and
the open animosity was 30 novel. II
was all refreshing and he watched hel
amusedly MS she went to a distant cor.
ner and buried herself in a novel, te
the complete exclusion of himself.
Allie could see beneath the book
was q pair of extremely lovely red lips
and these he watched steadily, scarcely
aware Of it. Five minutes passed, tick,
ed slowly off by the clock in the empty
waiting room, and q brown curl appear.
ed above the rim Of the book, then one
curious and brightly angry eye, which
met his gaze and disappeared like 6
flash.
Jerome laughed. He knew that by
that outburst OF mirth he totally lost
all vantage ground with her, but he
could not help it.
Still smiling, he walked slowly to hen
side.
DO not freeze mel" he said, patheti.
cally, holding out his hand; I've must
be friends, you know"
Not at all" she said, coldly. II an
absolutely sure that we shall never
agree. Better begin as we shall surely
end!"
sYou dislike me?"
Il have said So" she answered, turn,
ing the leaf.
aAnd why? Because Ihave been un,
fortunate enough to have unwilllnglJ
offended you?'
1Ycu have laughed at.me. I do moi
know what name they give that in the
North; but, in Virginia, we should cal
that nnmannerly,"
"HI have been so, Miss Romero, ]
sincerely beg your pardon" jerome
/ said, stifiy. and retired to the window,
to whistle the exile of Erin" in most
~distracting discord, until tile train puffed
in.
Jerome sat by the library fire, a ciga,
between his lips, his hands c1asped idly,
his eyes almost closed.
He was listening to q story which in
terested him.
younger man was sitting by the
Are, cane in his hand, and his chin
resting on the top Of it. He was q very
handsome young fellow, and the fire.
light. playing on his head, turned his
hair to gold, and made the intense, earn
est blue eyes seem black.
81 have loved her from the begin.
ming" he said. slowly. Through all
the past months I have loved Marion
silently; now I will tell her Of it, with
your permission, and learn my fate.
Better ultimate rejection than this sus.
pense"
Ned Burlington, you love my wardY
Jerome asked, calmly, and no evidence
that his heart was beating like a boys
could be seenin his face.
You love her truly, you say? p"
/ dol Upon my honori? Ned re
piled. eThat, surely, is not strange
Gould q man, seeing her constantly, o:
have done, not lose his heart tt
her?"
"You know, Of course, that she wa.
left.a fortune?" Jerome asked again, il
the same quiet way.
I have heard so. Perhaps. indeed
II is the only thing to be regretted, 70,
] lave her and have ABUNDANCE fol
both" Ned answered regretfullv.
Her guardian stood up, and his face
was very pale.
III Is no longer to be regretted,