The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1886-07-09

cobs. A Jew minutes later q shiver.
ing wayfarer pausing by the outer
door heard the merry popping OF the
kernels in the fryingpan. He knocked.
Come in.H
He entered. The glow OF the fire lit
| up her bright young face. The warmth,
the light, the cracking OF the fire, and
| the popping of the corn made a beneti-
| cent welcome.
Are you Cousin Nora?"
'No; but you are cousin David"
81 was never called David in my
life. am Dave"
81 am Margaret. Are you wet? Is
it raining?
'Rainingl 1t is doingnothins half so
hearty or pleasant. The wind is like
a wet sheet. ! am shivering." He
threw his coat off and revealed the
slenderness OF his figure. His eyes
were quick and sharp, his mouth firm,
his expression reserved. "He looks
like a very proud man, thought Mar
garet rs she went to call her cousins
from the parlor IL wonder how he'll
get on with Seth. :"
"Myl" exclaimed Nora, ''to think
OF his goin rigAt INTO the kitchen-and
you must have made an awful muss
with the cornl'
at seems a very good thing to have
some relatives, said the young man,
spreading his hauds TO the blaze when
Nora and Seth had sat down by him,
and Margaret and Hattie moved softly
about preparing the coffee. Now tell
me about the sale" Seth and his
guest did the talking David drinking
the brown steaming coffee, and Seth
dipping his hand from time to time IN
the dish OF popcorn. Margaret, NOV
ing about in stately consciousness
felt David eyes fixed upon her and
grew hot and red. She was littleshy
OF this dapper young college critic.
Too loyal to show by word or action
that she was not OF the same stuff as
her simple-hearted country relatives,
she Yet felt piqued at the thought
that he doubtless confounded her with
them.
"Why is it that you do not wish to
sell, Cousin Margaret?" he asked at
length, when Seth had finished all his
story.
because he's too anxious to buy, -
said she, colorins at the emphasis of
her remark
II see you are n true woman
of am, | have borrowed a maScu-
line quality in being suspicious"
"Margaret S n leetle too sharp with
her tongue, sand Seth apologetically.
'To make up for being so slow with
her wit SAID she, and vanished
through the door to return no more
that night.
Whatever David Scott did he seemed
to do quickly and easily. He was a
man eminently fitted TO get on III the
world. The next morning he left the
house and WAS gone to the neighbor-
turned it was 8 o'clock in the evening.
The household was just on the point
OF retiring. Nora sat by the hearth
pensively doing up her hair in curl
papers. Seth was putting the finishing
touches to a harness which he had
been oiling and which filled the room
with a sickening odor. Hattie was
folding up the ironed clothes ready to
be laid in the drawer. David saw all
this as he entered, and he saw, too, a
glimpse OF skirt OF blue, which dlsap-
peared as he opened the door. 80
have made an enemy OF my untamed
cousin" he SAID TO himself. "Weil, il
she declares war, all | can do is to
make an honorable retreat
"Well, man, what the ncws?' cried
Seth.
, My boy, we're made. The news is
iron! lron!l Here, under our feet, all
, about MS, iron-which. being interpret.
ed, means gold, We're rich, | tell you
|, I've a little fortune to risk on it, and
tomorrow we'Il begin. What do you
, say?' Seth's quiet face lit up with q
/ deep flush. He eouldnor speak. Sue,
| cess did not seem natural to him.
/ "The man who tried TO hurry
through that sale represented q syndi
cate. | got on to his little snap in nc
time"
Hattie ran from the room to tel
t Margaret, but when she told her Mar
garet only said: "WelI. suppose
We'll find it more agreeable in some
ways.
3 Margaret Scott cried Hattie in
disns,ntly, you are a regular stocl,
and stone"
| "Co2, replied Margaret, with Il mys
ferrous shrug, 81 would give this ior
me into a stock and q stone.'
5 David Scott did not 90 back to col
t lcge. He stail at the village and con
! Quoted the work which went on at tho
farm. The profits were not long il
coming, and when they began to come
they came thick and fast.
+ "Gou are the goose, " said Margaret
: to David on one OF those rare occa
+ slons when they met, who laid oul
g golden eggs"
| Thanks, said he: "but don't i'm
i agine ! was disinterested in it. | did
5 1t for n reward.
\ "Did you get it, sir?'
e Not wholly. hoped for the good
5 will, or at least the small thanks, o
my cousins. Three OF them have Civ
: Ell me both heartily; one OF fthem with
t holds everything from me save hel
/ dislike"
Il thought you were too busy get
t ting rich TO notice such small things
i said Margaret spiteiully. She wa
s sorry the minute she saw how hurt h
@ looked, but she would malseno amends
. The young are never averse to q pict
y uresque misery. Margaret Scot
t nursed hers Us mother does a pulm
e child. She took long walks by tn
Superior. which blew cold as man
o ingratitude. She meditated for hour
V in the large, sparselyiurnished room
y where she slept. Her vigorous per
t sonality was inexpressibiy irritate'
:. that her fancy should so easily AM
n lightly have fastened itseifupon maj
| who was a total stranger, and one q
s that who seemed to have no wish no
: time for wooing. Margaret woul,
watch him from the window. II
:. seemed to be everywhere at once. n,