The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-10-16
HER HERO.

'GOOu frlendS, now are you
"Ideclare, there is Kitty come home!"
exclaimed Miss Cornelia, leaning back
in her chair, quite overcome by the
lovely apparition "a the doorway.
Eyes, Kitty has come," said Kitty's
own clear sweet voice.
And Harry, the elegant young law
yer, sprang up from the table, all life
and animation to greet her; but Farmer
John rose more deliberately, though his
bronzed cheek flushed slightly, and an
uhwontedly bright glow filled his eyes.
"When Kitty comes home!" had been
q household refrain for two weeks or
more, and 10! here she stood among
them--sweet- voiced, bright-eyed Kitty,
with her white brow, and the indescrib
able mir of fashion about her.
They were all glad to see her. Miss
Cornelia, the old maid, who kept house,
and raised such fine poultry; Harry,
who had come out from town to spend
few weeks, and who found the country
SO dull; and Farmer John-grave,
handsome Farmer John-who had been
Kitty's guardian and friend ever since
that sad day her father died and left her
alone and unprovided for.
She was hat wee girl then, and John
Dangerfeld young man of five and
twenty but he took her up in his strong
arms, stroked her tangled curls gently,
and poor, forlorn little Kitty ceased to
tremble and be afraid.
He was now five and thirty, and she
was blooming girl just home from
boarding school.
John Dangerfeld was hero; though
unknown to the world and unhonored
of men.
He had once cherished ambitious
dreams; but just as the future seemed
opening up before him, his father died,
leaving HIM to take care of his mother
sister, and little brother.
There was but one way to do it-tc
remain quietly on the farm, and work
as he had always worked, sowing and
reaping, with only day now and then
for self culture.
He accepted his lot unmurmuringly
putting his dreams Of s. different life
| forever from him. His mother died
his sister grew to old maidism, an6
Harry received the education he hat
once intended for himself
Harry could not endure the farm, ant
the rough work of a farmers life ant
so had to be sent to lawyers Office tt
J read little law and great deal O.
trash.
John remained at home. added to tn
farm rs the years rolled by, studied
books as well as farming, and watches
over Kitty with untiring devotion
until the time for her to be sent ava
to boarding school to finish her edu
cation.
His watchful care did not cease ther
and if ever girl had cause to feel CRATE
fuf, it was Kitty Mclean.
Kitty had come now, and in less tina
] an hour the whole house felt her inhu
ence. All bowed before her as tn
household queen-even Harry, who fol
lowed her around, was her most devote
slave.
Kitty certainly made great chang
in the quiet old house. She filled
with music and gay laughter, and eve
created futter throughout the neigl
borhood
That was whec she first came hom
and her freedom seemed SO new and dt
lightful. After awhile o change can
over her.
"Aunt Cornelia, what is the matte
with John'?"
4 She always called the plain elder
! spinster aunt.
Miss Cornelia shook her head.
II do not know, child. Why?"
"He is so grave and quiet, and--ar
he will never go with us, or take an
part in our pleasures"
"You must remember, dear, he is n
young likeyou and Harry"
"I am sure he is not old!" said Kit
Indignantly.
"No, not old, but approaching midd
age" with calm cruelty.
"Kitty, Kitty! where are you?"
It was Harry calling her, and S
frowned impatiently; and, instead
answering him, she ran away to her oy
room.
But John seemed to grow quieter a
graver. to devote himself more stead
than ever to his work and his books.
"John, come and play croquet wi
us this evening" said Kitty coaxingl
meeting him in the hall.
She had on fresh white dress, WI
roses on her breast and in her hair, a
looked very picture Of fresh youth
beauty, while he stood there in rou
working garb, brown and stained W
the soil Of wood and field. /,
Hesmiled half-sadly and just touch
her soft hair with one broad toil-hal
ened hand.
"Nay, dear;I would only spoil
game with my stupid blunderlng."
!. "No you would not. Please CON
Not this evening. Ihear Harry c
y ling you"
to He hurried by her into the study, a
she walked slowly out to where Hal
|. waited for her.
aCome, Kitty, or it will be dark
t fore we can play one game"
2; I do not wish to play this event
! have changed my mind about it 4
'"Then we will take walk. | W
. to tell you something"
Ct
Late that evening as John Dang
n, field sat reading, or trying to read
I. new magazine, hisy ounghrother ente
- ! looking rather pale aud detected.
John, may 4 ask favor Of 70