The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-04-24

He wrote . hook full OF awful curious
things and murders, but one day when
ho found me reading it, he took 1t
away from me and burned it up. It
must have been bad and he must have
been sorry that he wrote 1t. What is
your nameRh
told her. and expressed my sur
prise that she had not ooner asked
me.
..It was your place to tell me with
out my asking" she said. when !
told you my name, you should have
told me yours. Don'tyou seeP"
y acknowledged the justice Of her re-
buke.
The day passed rather pleasantly,
with the exception of the influence Of
the night before, which naturally
enough she could not dispel and which
l could not keep from arising OCCASION
ally. We sat on q log and ate dinner,
and Munette's remarks gave me ad-
ditional insight into her close habit of
observation. When evening came, VIC
stopped at a farm house, where the
sad story Of the little girl awoke such
0y AAIAtnJ tA1V VAO A1lusuchItCU nOuSGs
wife begged me to allow the child to
remain with her.
lit is a question that she must de-
eide" I rejoined. what do you say,
Munettep"
81 am surprised that you should ask
me such a question, - she replied, ap-
preaching the chair where I sat and
taking my hand. Would it not be
ungrateful in me todesert you so soon,
OF to v o desert you ?"
She's got more sense than an ole
woman right now" said the host, adj
dressing his wife. ''Our twenty-eieht
year old daughter that married last
month amt a patchin' to this girl"
"W'y, ~Jesperson," said his wife, in
mild censure, Margaret amt twenty
eight years old"
"She's mighty nigh it."
sAn' besides that continued the
woman, '.she never had no chance.n
Didn't go to school three months
outen nearly every year, ehP What
show does a gal want, I'd like to
know ? This little creetur, / warrant
you never has been to school,"
"Oh, yes, sir. My whole life has
been q school. The old house where I
used to live contains many books. If
you want them you may go there and
get them. l shall never 60 after them.
l could eve read them again"
"NWell, blast my buttons if I don't
mosy up that way. ] amt much of a
scholar, but | reckon 1 can worry
through with q lot of them
CHAPTER II.
My mother welcomed Munette, and
when l related the sad story of how /
found her, the sympathetic woman
took the child in her arms and kissed
her. A few days afterwards, when I
returned homo after q short absence.
she flashed upon me in a gay red dress.
She was more of a child than | had
ever seen her-more s. than / had
thought it possible for her to become.
My mother was delighted to see her
innocent pranks, and I, for the first
time, kissed the child.
'.You have kissed me at last" she
said. "Is it because / look better in
this dressp"
eft is because you look more like q
child. Before, you reminded me so
much OF a woman"
'tDo not women like to be. kissedP''
I laughed and my mother, shaking
her head can see her gray hair now
said: "Ah, Ambrose, u young
girl has a very old head" :
We sent Munette to school. The
teacher, a man who had the reputation
of being profound, met me one day and
said:
Look here, Munette is the most re.
markable child I ever saw. She has
read SO many books and makes me
such wise observations that | am con.
stantly surprised. To tell you the
truth, I cannot advance her. Not that
I am not intellectually able-ahem-
rbut er--because | do not think that at
her age it would be safe. Therefore
would advise you to take her from
school. ] know the effect that toe
much learning has on youth. ] know
how narrowly I escaped"
When l spoke to Munette, she said,
THAT school is q very dull place. II
is q constant hum Of arithmetic. ]
don't like to cipher, as the children
call it. Fractions make my head ache
and miscellaneous examples make me
sick. Let me study at home"
l took her from school. She was ,
devoted student, but was never SO alb
sorbed that she was oblivious to tn,
little attentions which a woman of m,
mothers age prizes so highly. Munett,
grew rapidly and I was pleased to Sc,
that she was daily becoming NOR,
graceful.