The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-10-02
HOW KATE WON A NATE.


mer, and, stopping first at the hotel,
she registered her name as Kate Bur
bank, OF New York. She might have
been 22-not morethanthat-and was
very pretty.
But she did not remain long at the
hotel. She brought letters of recon-
mendation to the rector of tour parish,
and was soon admitted as u member
OF Instantly. Shewas an orphan with
out brother or sister. She pos
sessed property enough to sup
port her in an humble way, until
she could turn her hand to some
profitable and pleasant employment.
Toward the end of July the rector's
nephew, Arthur Grafton, came On q
visit. He had graduated at college,
studiedlaw and had been admitted to
the bar, and now, before commencing
practice, he had come to themountain
village for recreation. He was "a
years OF age, tall, strong, and robust,
the very picture of manly health.
Certainly Arthur Grafton had never
before met a woman to him like this
woman. How bright and joyous We're
the days, how sweet and enjoyable
We're the evenings! Arthur resolved that
he would know his fate. He looked
the matter squarely in the face, and
made his calculations. In September
he was to enter his office in New York
and influential friends had promised
to assist him in business. He knew
he should succeed. Within a year he
would be able to support a wife. If
Kate would have him and wait a year
he would work with a will. Hewould
speak before another night shut in
upon him.
Before that night came Arthur and
Kate in their rambling met Charles
Dabney, of New York. Dabney had
been Arthur's classmate in college.
Kate's hand trembled on her compan-
ions arm, and as he advanced to
speak with his friend she turned away
and waited for him until he came back.
Dear old Charlie!!" he said. eve
were chums in college. Unjust II over
to the hotel and see him after tea"
After tea Arthur went over to the
hotel as he had promised. A brief in
terchange of fraternal greetings, and
then Dabney burst forth:
"Look here, old fellow, how in the
name of wonder did you manage to
get the heiress under wing9"
aThe heiress?" repeated Arthur won
deringly.
"Aye-Miss Cornelissen-the lady
you were with this afternoon. She
didn't recognize me, though / am sure
she knew me-"
Miss Cornelissen!" echoed our hero.
"What do you mean, Charlie? You
/ have mistaken the person. The lady
you saw in my company this after
loon was Miss Kate Burbank, OF New
York, an orphan whom friends com.
mended to my uncle, the rector"
Charles Dabney drew u long breath,
and her whistled.
Forgive me, Arty. Perhaps I've
put my foot in it; but it can't be help.
ed now. l will tell you the truth and
you may govern yourself accordingly.
It may be well that you should be
on your guard. Her mothers maiden
name was Burbank. Miss Kate
Burbank Cornelissen was the lady ]
saw upon your arm. Her father was
Hendrick Cornelissen, the old East
India trader and s~hip-owner, who died
four years ago; leaving his only child
heiress to three millions. A year ago
she came into full possession, and she
has fled to this secluded nook to es.
cape the sycophants and noodles that
beset her IN every hand. l under.
stand now"
Arthur Grafton returned to the rec.
tory IN a daze. He knew that Dahney
had told him the truth. On the fol,
lowing morning, as Katie looked out
from her chamber window, she saw
Arthur walking in the garden. His
step was slow and dragging, his head
was bent, and his hands were folded
behind him. Certainly he looked fal
from happy. When she came down
into the little sitting-room where the
piano was she found the ctorandh his
wife there, looking strangely uncom
Portable and perplexed.
Something has happened-we don't
know what" said Mr.. Edgarton, ir
answer to her earnest questioning
Arthur is going back to New York at
once-he says to-day"
But 1 thought he was to stay unit
September"
$50 he had planned, but something
has changed him."
A great weight sank upon Hates
heart, and a choking was in herthroat
She turned away ard thought. Ar
thur had discovered her secret and was
afraid OF her. But, had she gainedh hi.
heart? And, if so, should she lose him
Should she, without one struggle, SUI
render the only promise of Joy, tru,
and pure, that had entered her lf'
since her father died?
Arthur Grafton, standing beneath {
dropping elm, himself also droop
ing, felt a light touch upon hi.
arm. He turned and looked into tn,
sweet, earnest face of the beautiful be
ing who had been occupying all hi
thoughts.
Arthur, your uncle tells me tina
you think OF leaving U.S." She spok,
with acalmness thatcost hera might!
effort.
"Yes," he answered in a voice tina,
sounded hollow and distant.
She stood back and looked at hin
thprayerful earnestness.
arthur, willyou answer a few ques
tons truly and frankly?'s
eyes"
"If you had not met Charles Dabne,