The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1886-06-11
don't know what occurred IN the

but this much | do know. At the club
that night you didn't speak TO the cdi-
tor and the attacks didn't cease. You
were no longer friends. Why? Simply
this, friend c. X. the editor knew you.
Dear me, how the instances pile up.
Once disguised as Dixie the shrewd
old donkey under the lions skin-you
again boasted of your acquaintance
with the editor. Your wife knew his
wife, and you met him one evening at
a public reception. That is the way
this introduction was ootained. You
had bill you wanted to have passed
by the legislature which would make
you rich at the expense of the taxpay-
ers.
SO Mrs. d. gave dinner and the cd
itor was guest. All! there is where
you had him. He ate your dinner,
drank your wine, smoked your cigars
and listened one whole dismal evening
to your dreary babble about politics and
other public matters about which you
know nothing, but think you know all.
After this dinner you knew you had the
editor in the language of the philoso-
pher Gin hole.' He had accepted
your hospitality and now you owned
him body and soul 1t is true, he didn't
give deed for his paper the next day,
but this was not necessary. You own
cd it all the same.
You called on him one pleasant win
ter day and broached your scheme. l
wish there We're words in the English
language to express your horror and
amazement at the result Of your talk.
But | can't find them and have looked
through two dictionaries and set of
the encyclopaedia. The vcrnacular,
friend D., is strangely deficient in some
particulars and some day we must pre-
vail upon our friend, the editor, to
remedy this defect.
He didn't help your scheme? No.
he didn't. 1t appears he knew you too
There is one more instance and :,m
done. This time you skipped hall the
alphabet and chose Q. for your name,
but 1 penetrated your disguise at a
| glance. You knew the editor like 4
brother, SO you said You had met him
at Il banquet. and before the evening
was over you were on tolerably social
terms. The next day you told every
one what ''devilish good fell'' the
editor was. | didn't hear him make
any remark about you, but that didn t
restrain your elusive affection from ex-
pressing itself
A few days later l happened to be in
the editor room when you called. You
had told your friends that you could gel
ANYTHING you wanted from the editor,
and you started out to prove it by this
visit. The editor was busy when youl
card came in.
"Q?' reflected the editor as he glanc-
ed at the pasteboard, "what sort of !
looking man is he?"
DARK, tall, wears a beard and
squints in his left eye,' replied the of.
flee boy.
"Oh! yes, - answered the editor as he
threw the card into the waste basket
Tell him I'm too busy to see visitors
to-day. Have him write what he wants
and mail it to me and call again some
time next year
"Do you know him?" l asked as tn,
boy left the room.
know him? 1 should say l did
He is the inebriated idiot who sa
next to me at the banquet the othel
night. y
l don't mention these instances t.
hurt your feelings, friend X, simply te
tell you that while you may know th.
editor the acquaintance is often recipro
cal. You know him and he knows you
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