The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1886-11-05

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~ goinS outt Al saysa ~ taksy your place.
& he Boys have got half through. =
never mind father, Z said pret
u Mari, relieving him of His milking.
3pAil and stool n : acoaxing wAy .srhi.
8 tlsman has besn taking my pict.
90 picture. 81 Good evening,
G III. Suppose son ars one Of them artist
chaps at tAe tavern q
The gentleman, referred to, . hand
n SONS young fellow, bowed. Yes, he
~ one of ..them chaps. And in
proof thereof be opened His portfolio.
lary glided on toward the barnyard;
II the old man gazed with an open mouth
atshsr portrait
That's her, sure enough; and the
COWS cculdn't b bettsr If you had stuck
Sthemin thsre just =, they be in the yard.
And Trip. too, you can see the bark just
I coming ont Of his mouth. I vow It's
wonderful Isay, sir, should like to
B - how you do it. Z
You shall Como this way
Tho artist crossed the road, followed
u by tho farmer. and sat down near the
barnyard. Mary sat among 4 group of
4 lnilkers, her tongue running fast about
her portrait. while she leaned her
I pretty head against the spotted side Of
old Moody. and watched her rapidly
filing pail. Before the work was over
y tho quick pencil had caught them all.
/ and grouped them around the center
4 figure, like stars around the moon
like rustic court attending upon their
queen,
well. 1t beats all!'' calculated the
81 farmer. Mary he's made anosher
I picture Of your
She came out. smiling and blush
/ ing.
Dear mo. 1 wanted to smooth my
hair and change my dress before
Z you took me again. Z
We will let that 60 till come am
other time, !" said the artist. gravely,
as he closed his book. ut Is almost
time for me to go. =
Come in for moment and take q
cup of new milk. Z said the farmer,
i heartily. That i what you dom t get in
+ London, Mr.. =
..My name i Curtis Howard, sir.
You are right; I never get milk there,
and 1'll trouble Miss Mary. =
Miss Mary hurried away to wash
her hands and brush her dark hair.
B When she came back with the milk, the
artist stood in the open parlor door,
chatting with her father as if he had
i known him for years.
Yes. 20 tomorrow" he said, in
5 answer to question. just as she en-
tered; and it was well he took the milk,
Or she might have dropped it. He
I looked at her keenly; 2 deep blush COW
cred her face; he sighed and raised a
glass 70 his lips.
Your health, Miss Mary, and good
husband to you. Z
The old man burst out laughing.
Mary put the empty glass away with q
: small pain at her heart She had often
i been joked about husband before, yet
somehow she did not like to hear a
4 stranger joke about it She would
never marry not shel
The evening passed swiftly away,
4 and the village clock struck 8. The
artist arose to go.
''Good-by." he said. .tand many
thanks for your hospitality
..Good-by. sir! Il ever you come
this way drop in and stay week or
two with rs. Mary here will take
good care Of you, and you can make
pictures Of her to your hearts con-
i tent. 4,
is Thank you you are very kind; and
Il Tam near, shall not fail to accept
the invitation. Miss Mary. may ven
tnre to ask ono thing Of you in memory
Of this pleasant VISIT. =
What can l give you, sir?" she
said, in q voice that trembled, though
she tried 70 keep it steady.
s.That flower, If you will. y
He pointed to the rose on her bosom.
She unfastened it, and seeing thorn
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placed it in his hand. He smiled sadly.
Thank you. May ali your roses be
thornless forever! I shall finish your
picture, and perhaps you may see it
again some day. Good-by. now
He held ont his hand. She gave him
hers. The old farmer had already made
two steps toward the gate and stood
with his back toward them, gazing out
toward his beloved barn yard and the
fields beyond. Two pair; Of eyes looked
into each others depths; two pair of
4 lips met softly; two hearts gave quick
hound. And then the artist went away.
It was quite time for him to do SO.
So Curtis Howard went away about
his business, and Miss Mary went to
hers. Yet often. during the succeeding
/ autumn and winter. after her work was
i done. she stood before the two pictures
(hznging in the place Of honor on tha
parlor walD and sighed in an incom-
\ prehensihle way that would have spo-
Il ken volumes to anyone experienced
4 enough to read them.
And what ofshimf ALI that year he
I had worked as he had never worked be.
fore. and the end was gained. His
great picture had given him fame
snough TO be the master Of 9 pretty lit