The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1886-09-03

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folks about it,"
Ii was Just d week afterward that the
Younger Mrs. Getchey made her an.
pearance in the bedroom of the melan.
choly Mrs. Dorking.
How are you feelin' day 2" she
asked, in the carefully modulated ac.
4 cents OF sympathy.
Mrs. Dorking shook her head back
ward and forward among the pillows
with closed eyes.
Tn mis'able. thankee," she said.
1t must be q comfort to you havin
Abby Jane here" said Mrs. Ge.chey,
seating herself in the splint- -bottomed
arm chair beside the bed.
i 4Havin' who?" said Mrs. Dorkinp.
opening her eyes wide. "
why, Abby Jane the young wom-
an your husbands got down stairs to
help with the housework, you know" !"
explained Mrs. Getchey.
Mrs. Dorking sat up in bed.
"A young woman" she repeated, etc
help with the housawork ?"
/ Mrs. Getchey nodded.
4 "Danl wasn't goin' to say nothin'
about it to you," said she. aHe calcu-
.ssoH Az "oulu oAly iIet ana WOrfy you.
But he found he couldn't get along and
do everything himself. And Abby James
right smart. Ijest wish you could see
how white the clothes is out on the
lines. And how nice she's secured up
the kitchen tins and bleached the old
curtains and polished the brass candle
sticks She's one to turn off work, now
I tell you'll"
"Well!" calculated Mrs. Dorking.
She's bakin' pies, now," said Mrs
Getchey; "dried apple, with plenty OF
fennel seeds; and pumpkin, and Gran
berry tart for Elder Swift. Elder Swift
Is to be here to tea, and he's dreadful
partial to cranberry tarts and short
cake"
Mrs. Dorking turned very red in ths
| face.
"Invitin' company, be they?" said
she; "and cookin, lot O. things in my
own house and never consultin' me-
Him and his hired gal, indeed!"
"DanI calculated you was too feeble
to be bothered" said Mrs. Gretchey,
consollngly.
Iain't SO feeble as he'd like to make
out that I bel" muttered Mrs. Dorking.
II was thinkin' spell ago about sit
4 tin upa little while. just hand me my
stockings, will you, Aurilla Amp"
wouldn't try to sit up" said AurilIa
Ann; you amt able. ("
Yes, bel" snapped the hypochon-
driac who's the best Judge of nv
feelings, you or me? What sort of a
lookin' gal is this that's bossin nv
kitchen while I'm in bed?n
As pretty as pink" said Mrs.
Getchey; "cheeks as red as peonies;
hair as black as coal; and she steps
off as light as thistledown."
"Humph!" said Mrs. Dorking.
| "Give me my double gown, Aurilla
Ann. / mean to see arter this business
myself; and if Daniel Dorking thinks
I'm goin' to put up with such treatment
as this"
Better take my arm" suggested
Mrs. Getchey.
But the late invalid impatiently re-
| jectad her offered assistance
"Lemme alone" said she; II can
4 walk as we'll as ever could. Why
shouldn't I?n
And Mrs. Dorking went down stairs
into the sitting-room, where her spouse
sat very close to a pretty young woman,
both engaged in examining the pages Of
o Universal Atlas
Mr.. Daniels hand rested familiarly On
the pretty girls shoulder. and the pref
ty girls braids of black hair were close
to Daniels own iron gray locks.
Daniel" almost shrieked Mrs. Dork-
ing, I'm astonished ut you, that be!
Daniel Dorking started up, with an
exclamation of surprise; the atlas fell
from the pretty girls knee.
| Why, cried the farmer, "it's Maria!n
Yes, it's Maria" enrnciated Mrs.
Dorking;; "and about the last person in
the world that you wanted to see, ]
! guessl"
"But, to her surprise, Daniel Dork.
ings face relaxed /, none of its beamine
cheerfulness.
The pretty girl, instead of fleeing
gulltlly from the room, came forward
with out stretched hands.
wont you kiss me, Maria?" sac
she.
4I?" gasped Mrs. Dorking "Kiss
you'll"
ats Jenny, said Daniel; 'my young.
est sister, Abigail Jane, from the old
farm at home. wrote to her how bad
off we we're here, and she's come, bless
her little heart, to stay all winter with
u.s. We WAS goin' to surprise you, as
soon as you felt little particle better.
But we didn't expect any such good
luck as your comm down stairs your
self. did we. Jennie?'e
"No, indeed! smiled the pretty girl.
"But now tina. you are here, Maria, well
make you comfortable!"
Mrs. Dorking now turned to Mrs.
Getchey.
"You never told me she was Daniels
sister, from Vermont" said she.
You never gave me time," said Au-
| rilla Ann, with an odd spark under he,
eye-lashes.
That was the way in which Mrs Dan.
iel Dorking was beguiled down stairs:
and she never "took to her bed" again.
| But neither was she ever known to ad.
nit that she was fanciful and foolish.
No, no! Mrs, Daniel Dorking was moi
to be caught in that trap. She Away.
slluded to that season as "the time Of
my dreadful illness!" and the doctor
called it "a wonderful cure" and sent in
big bill.
One of the louisville Girls.
From the Memphis Sunday Times