The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-06-26

ten in German. Read it aloud, Miss
Lautenschlager."
II know nothing about it," replied
Bismarck, turning white as she took
the paper.
Old samp. took an angry step to-
ward her.
"Don't deny it, Miss Lautenschla-
ger, you wrote that, now read it
aloud"
l was about to interpose but Bis
marck spoke up quickly.
1t must be a mistake, MIR. Sampson,
it is not a telegram, only something
which l scrubbed in an idle moment"
Indeed! Read it, Miss Lauten-
%schlager."
II had rather not" replied Bis
marck, the tears gathering in her
eyes.
"Read it, l say, l will know what is
going on in this Office shouted old
Samp, his bald head growing purple
with anger.
ut is only Mr.. Depue's name, writ
ten over a couple OF times. and my
own" replied Bismarck bravely, but
turning from red to white.
And you wrote itP'
"1eS sir
''Pretty occupation for a young la
dy,n he sneered. The next thing is
how did Mrs. Warner get hold of FTP"
81 sent it tic hers said |, boldly,
looking old Samp in the eye.
What did you do that for:?" he
asked, nearly excited enough to strike
me.
l felt perfectly reckless Of conse-
quences. After his brutality to Bis
marck, | would have liked to throttle
him, besides | never believe in jam
ming the cat back in the bag when his
head is out. answered boldly:
because she is around here boring
us continually. l thought l would
give her something to study on a lit
tie. hoped 1t would keep her at home
an hour or two. 1 could not myself
read the writing, but thought it was
only %scribbling, a sitreally was" con-
Guided |, casting a beesecching look
at Bismarck.
Old Samp's sarcasm was beautiful.
"Then we are to consider this a prac-
teal joke, Mrs. Warner. Mr.. Depue,
however may consider himself dis
charged from his situation, and Miss
Lautenschlager, who | find was not to
blame in he matter, may fill the va
cant place"
.All right, sir" replied / pompous-
ly, ~ will depart on the next train"
Mrs. Warner withdrew in great in
dignatlon, and old Samp. after hand
ing me my salary, shut himself up in
his private office.
Bismarck" whispered I, scan o
e~verforgive me?"
You were not to blame, l ought
not to write such things"
Oh, why did my stupid tongue say it!
Never mind Bis, you'd had to have
owned 1t sometime!'
Owned what. sir?"
why, that you adored me, of
course"
II did not owa 1t, sir"
"Oh. yes you aid, Bis. Ask old
Samp if that wasn't owning upr
How she did take that piece of i'm
pertinence! l tried to joke her out OF
it, put IN vain.
Il never will be your friend again"
she said.
Still | went carelessly on.
"Now, Bis, | didn't mean to get
your dutch up in this manner. l like
you, and its only fair that you should
like me-
She turned her back upon me- and
would not answer me.
The train came rolling into the sta
ton.
"Good-by Bismarck. I'm going to
write to you and you must answer
me-" said | in an agony.
She did not reply and I was obliged
to 90, for it was the last train that
stopped at Ellicott that day.
When l reached home | wrote a hall
dozen penitent letters to Bismarck.
They We're not answered.
In four weeks | was down to Eli
colt. Bismarck was gone, had lief,
SIMPSONS office upon that same
eventful afternoon.
81 tried to hunt up her family, but
found that they had embarked fol
Germany taking Bismarck with them
My means would not allow me to
follow them, and l returned home g
sadder and a wiser youth.
Each year brought me some new
calamity. l lost my parents and ray
only brother; but surrounded by at
Fiction, 1 did not forget Bismarck.
her people did not return to Eli
colt and | could hear nothing of them
but my darling was ever in my mind
and often l imagined that she might
be welded to some disciple of Gam
brinas and ] suffered like a l~ovesicl
schoolgirl.
Money never seemed to find my
purse a pleasant resting place, anc
when l was "A years old, | was mad,
happy by Il summons from my incl,
in st. Louis, askingm me to come to hin
and help him take care of his large
business, for he was getting intirm an,
l was his only living relative.
Every cent that l could call my owl
vas not sufficient to take me to st
Louis. | managed to get within
twenty miles of its suburbs, but there
l became bankrupt. | might steal
ride to town, but l was so fearful,
hungry.
1t was at a little country station an,
it would be eight hours before the frs
train would come along. What coult
l do to procure a dinner? locke,
out of the little depot window and say
a thriving looking farmhouse a hal
mile away.
My resolve was taken. / started o.
Il a brisk walk for that farm house.
l piled the brass knocker and wa
answered by a pleasant looking farm
er.
"Any clocks you would like to hay
repaired to-day?'
5 oval now, I dun..know; there'stha
old clock father left me. 1--WE allu
thought I'd like to have that put t
rights"
Very well, l would be pleased
s%traiphtcn it mn for you.n