The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-08-28
TWO FEARFUL FLlRTS.

Sulu weather. -
Gertrude Delafield, in a cool, white
dress, a big bunch of yellow flowers at
her throat, swung idly in the hammock.
IN the sweet-scented garden, ENJOYING
the gentle motion, the soft, fragrant air,
the lingering twilight-everything save
the solitude.
Miss Delafield was q born flirt, and
never long content without a beau.
Suddenly her face frightened, and
she raised herself gracefully to a sit
ting posture, as a handsome young man
entered the gate, bowling low as he adj
vanced.
Good evening, doctor, making room
for him beside her.
Clevedale took the proffered seat, say
ing, This is the first cool spot I've found
to-day"
"Is that 500" 1t has been very comfort
able here" said Miss Delafield.
This has been an awfully busy day.
Rushed to death. Do you know, 1 could
hardly get off this eve?"
Really" coloring slightly beneath
the doctors ardent glance. "You have
apparently been very busy for the past
three or four weeks" with n low rip
ping laugh, that showed white, even
teeth and pretty dimples.
"Iou dear t~ormentorw cried Clevc-
dale. lightly tapping the toe of her tiny
slipper with his cane. "You know,
Gertrude" his m~elodious voice becom-
ing intense with passion, chat I never
was so attracted to any girl before.
There must be a strange, wonderful
magnetism about you, to draw me down
here every day, and often twice, or
thrice"
Miss Delatield felt the influence of
her companions emotion, but she an
swered, with we'll. assumed Indifference,
Il wonder to how many you nave made
the same remarks before?"
will you never believe a word I
say" cried the doctor, with some in
dignation. "You are incorrigible."
"AmI?" musingly. "Then, for once,
you nave met your match"
Il should say 1 had. and more. Ger
trude. you turn everything l say into
ridicule. Why will you not believe
that | am in dead earnest? 1 tell YOU,
you are going to marry me, and no
one else"
"In spite of this? ?" twirling a golden
circlet till the diamond III the center
flashed in the fast fading cleaning.
In spite of anything and everything!"
exclaimed the man, ~passionatelv.
Gertrude, l believe this southern lover
of yours is all a myth"
ga pretty tangible one," laughed the
young lady, as Scott Harcourt's image
rose before her mental vision. Tall,
broad-shouldered, tinely-formed, a
blonde Viking the man to whom her
troth was pledged. She sighed.
Il don't believe You care for him.
Do you?" queried the doctor, eagerly,
searching the lovely face. "Gertie,
you do like me best when l am with you
don't you, dear?"in winning accents.
Miss Delalield's eyelids dropped.
81 am changeable," she murmur-
ed, II like the one 1 am with. Re-
moved from his influence, /"
Like some one else" finishing her
sentence for her. Honest, to say the
least. Just uowit is my turn, is it not.
darling?"
"Hush" pushing away the dark face
dangerously close to her own. "You
must not say such things to me-"
why not?" kissing her fair cheek.
"Oh, because l have no right to lis
ten!"
"But you shall listen! Gertie, ] love
you! Love you as you have never been
loved before. In two years Ishall have
for me. Let this southern fellow down
easy, and hold on to me hard"
Miss Delafield laughed. "I guess /
should have to hold on to you like grim
death, to make sure of you. Two years
is q long time"
"IfI have been tickle to others, it was
because | was not sufficiently in earnest.
The case is different, now"
"Amazinglyl" with a little air of un-
belief.
Amazingly" repeated Doctor Cleve-
dale, g1avely. Gertrude, promise me
that you will wait for me-"
81 suppose | might as well wait for
two as for one, replied Miss Delafield.
arching her brows, her small mouth all
smiles. TIN waiting for Scott, you
know"
The doctor frowned.
will You make a serious agreement
with me?" u sudden thought filling his
expressive face with enthusiasm.
Depends" answered the lady.
CIVIL Won ,roo,ico fp +ho
who is first ready to claim vou?"
IF l haven't found some one else to
like better by that time. I can't ffford
to wait forever. Youth is t1eeting."
"You will never be old" cried the
doctor, his eyes full of admiration, as
they rested on the beautiful, animated
face and llssome figure.
II don't know" doubtfully, II am
twenty-four already"
And do not look q day over seven
teen!"
Thanks" was the languid reply.
"Let us go to walk" rising as she
spoke.
The young physician was obliged to
follow her example, and of they stroll
Gertrude, are you playing false to
Scott Harcourt?" inquired hen elder
sister, next day, looking pointedly INTO
the pretty face, crimson with confusion
mt the unexpected query.
"No!" was the hesitating reply.
"Do you think it right for an engaged
girl to carry on as you are doing? DR..
Clevedale's attentions are already a SUBJ
iect ofremark among our friends. You
cannot continue to accept them without
compromising your honor. But, aside
from that, there is another considera-
tion which should have weight with you.