The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-05-01
A SWEET APOLOGY.

We'll, I'm sure. Nell" answered
the accused, deprecatingly. ..it's
rather rough on q fellow to be COM
PEELED TO sit the best part of nm even
Ing handing the paste pot and sorting
fancy cards. Thought you had OUT
grown that sort OF thing when you put
away your school books"
'sIsha shows all you know was
the cOntemptuous rejoinder. "As if
these albums were not all the rage,
and Alice, SO good and thoughtful.
bringing all the newest and loyeliest
cards from Paris. Why, my dear bow
(this in q triumphant tonc,) my book
viii DC q long way the most beautiful
one in town.
yes, | know mnttered the young
man, with q reprehensible lack of in
terest. But you promised to let me
row you across Silver Lake this even
Ing. The moonlight nights are nearly
gone and we haven't settled anything
yet, Nellie,n
Cant you talk before Alicep I'm
NJ we needn't mind her.
Here ], being the Alice referred to.
hastily rose and offered to resign my
position as 'tspaster-in-chief.n
mo, no. Nell exclaimed.
going toget some more paste,''
Ianswered.
Why don't you use mucilagePn
queried Harry, in q conciiiatory tone,
Eesigning himself to the inevitable.
because we haven't any, and they
Are out Of il at the stationer's, SO we
thought a little homemade material
& ~OtY1HYd a q xwo11gfS
.Oh, no, il won't" calculated
Harry, with alacrity. 81 wouldn't do
any more just now. 1t would be far
better to wait and finish your work
With the proper stuff. Come (this very
p~leadingly). q little row will do you
good and Miss Alice will perhaps Join
us. continued our hero, with a suspl-
cious lack Of warmth.
Gracefully declining the invitation,
I watched the young loversN lowly
trsading Miller lane.
About an hour had elapsed, and I
was comfortably doing my hair pre-
paratory to seeking my downy couch,
whom Nell rushed in my room with
blazing eyes and heightened color,
and finging herself on a chair, ok
claimed, Harry and l have had such
row.
..Indeed,' I replied, unmoved bv a
statement whose recurrence could be
estimated as happening about once
every twenty-four hours.
Yes,'' said Nell, somewhat crushed
bly my lack Of sympathy, ..and, Allie,
Il was all about a miserable box OF
bonbons which Fred. Clarke, that
clever young lawyer, brought me from
the city. Harry said he wished
would get oyer my childish love Of
sweets, that it was ruinous to the di.
gestion. to say nothing Of my lovely
teeth. | told himshe only made my
life an excuse, that the truth of the
matter was jealousy. jealousy about
poor Fred, and he needn't think be.
cause he Rad just taken his DOCTOR
diploma that he could commence prac.
tice with me us his first patient. We'll
you a readily understand, dear, how
n word led to another, but when
Harry wound up ii his c~onceited way
BY declaring medicine to be a noble
profession and law a despicable one, !
tell you | couldn't stand it. andI in
formed His Highness that I would
never speak to him again unless he
made me anapology, and what do you
thinkP The wretch laughed and
walked of, saying: oh, certainly,
Miss Nicolls, I'll make a sweet apol-
ogy," and with a burst of tears sweet
Nell, who after all was little more
than a child, reiapsed into despair on
q macrame tidy, thereby reducing the
red ribbons to irredeemable dampness.
!, with my five years seniority, hardly
knew what consolation would prove
most ~eficacious in soothing indignant
seventeen.
Itwas useless to indicate that it was
Q mere boy and girl spat about a stick
OF candy. or that it was quite proper
for an incipient physician to object to
an undue indulgence in sweets, or to
hint at the fattery which is always
conveyed by the demon of Jealousy.
All these suggestions were received
with scorn, from the indispntable fact
that Harry had made himself disa-
greeable ..from the first Directing to
the harmless amusement of .smakinp
an album" giving vent to sarcasms
regarding the pictures, the paste and
various other things connected with
the artistic employment.
..Neh! Nellr' yelled the musical
Tommy, as my cousins brother was
called. Here's q package for YOU
We were most comfortably disposed
on an old shawl, with books and work,
In the grove, just to the left of the old
fashioned farmhouse.
No reference had been made to the
last night, but my Nell had lost that