The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1889-11-29

"sfhe cook ma.ie q sers of dumping
for dinner and a great lot of it remain-
ed. Uncle John took a mass of this
dough, for it was little else, squeezed
it until it was quite dry, and moulded
it into a ball. Come with me-" he
said, and, Arthur, bring a plate Of
that dough with you He took the
cans and we followed him to the deck.
There he carefully covered the bali of
dough with the powder and going to
the rail threw it as far rs he could ont
over the placid sea. As the ball struck
the water there was a loud explosion
and the spray was thrown high into the
air. The crew, who had been hanging
over the port rail forward, turned and
rushed over to see what was up. Uncle
John made another ball and threw it
with, like result.
econ, honly torpeters,m growled
one of the men, and they turned back
to their places. Uncle John now evil
IDENTIFY anxious to give us thorough
proof of the value of his compound was
for throwing more balls, when the boat
swain. rolling aft, touched his hat, and
said to the captain:
4 lCtlSts Sul, Gl'-iC . ~ w SfitS N
as has showed his fin hoif the port bow,
and if SO be that the doctor n wait a
bit with his torpetcrs We'll show i'm
some fun a catchin' of it."
"s''An right, bo'sun," said the cap
tain, and we all went over to the port
rail.
"..'Thcrc he is," said the captain,
pointing to a sharp, black thing that,
rising just above the water, was cutting
quietly through ii. THAT is his fin,
and there's a big shark under it or I'm
much mistaken
1.-The men fell back and looked
eagerly. The cook handed up a big
chunk of meat. Wipe il as dry as you
can" said uncle, "and tie it firmly to
the rope" When this was done he
s~prinkled the powder from the can
carefully over the meat, then he car
ricd it cautiously to the rail. The shark
vas cruising back and forth. Uncle
lowered the meat slowly into the water
right in front of the monster. He saw
the bait and darted at it. and then
there was a tremendous report and the
spray flew into our faces as we leaned
over the rail. The next moment we
saw the big fish floating motionless on
the water.
".t'Blesscd if c 'asn't blowed lis
cad clear.off," said the boatswain.
'''Jt was SO. That terrible compound
of Uncle Johns had needed only the
impact of the sharks teeth to explode
it with deadly effect"
"Oh, it's only a fish story" Edward
Fawcctt interrupted when Prof. Smith,
who isan expert elocutionist, had spoken
thus far i'll the assumed character of
the dead nan.
at is a lovely story" Prof. Smith
went on, with no lapse from his imper-
sonation of the solemDly speaking
spirit Of Hartley. "Our vessel was
plundcrcd and abandoned by a mutin-
Gus crew. Only Helen, whom l madly
loved but who had never yet confessed
she loved me-, was left alone on board
with me. Days of furnishing and fever
cnsued. One afternoon Helen was
lying motionless in the shadow of the
companion hatch. I threw myself
down by her side. She put out her
hand and grasped mine and a flush
crossed her face. l was too weak to
speak, and thus hand in hand we lay
for | don't know how long. Gradually
l lost consciousness. perhaps in sleep.
At all events my spirit was not free.
The frail body still had strength enough
to retain it. l was aroused by some
thing dropping on my face. AS con-
seriousness came back | saw that the
sky had become overcast; that a cool
breeze was blowing and that a gentle
rain was falling. Helen was sitting
erect, and with parted lips drinking in
the grateful rain-ladcn-alr. l tried to
rise, but could not. She was much
stronger than l and at my direction
went below and brought blankets and
clothes, which she spread on the deck
that they might catch the fallingdrops.
She seemed quite vigorous, and al
ready l felt my own strength coming
back. Soon she was able to squeeze
water from a blanket into a little can
which stood by the mast. We were in
too great agony of thirst to think oil
small matters of neatneSs. She offered
the can to me.
"'"Drink yourself, Helen,n I said.
"'"No,' she answered, with a smile.
"No, you need it most And kneel.
ing by my side she Slipped her arm
under my head and with her Other
baud held the water to my lips.
az drank eagerly. The draft was
life to me. Never had water such
strengthening power. l hardly no.
ticed that it had left such a queer taste
upon my lips. / sat erect. Helen,
with her arms still around my neck
drank what remained in the can. Their
she looked me full in the face. Their,
was n new expression in her lovely
eyes. A deep flush was on her brow
as she spoke. arthur" she said, ant
there was o tremor in the rich, decl
voice, 'Arthur, l love you! Oh, l low
you! My darling. my noble, faithful
darling! Oh, Arthur, Arthur"
'"She threw herself upon my breas
with burning face and streaming eyes
The blood lcaped through my veins
She raised her sweet face and our lip
met for the first time. There was al
awful crash and our freed spirits tool
their happy fight together. We hat
drank from the can that had contained
Uncle Johns explosive. A little of Thu
powder had clung to the can, tloatet
on the water, and adhered to our lip
when we drank. The impact of tina
first elastic kiss had exploded the com
pound and our heads were blown from
onr shoulders. That's all.m
And Prof. Smith smiled, as one doe
when one is thoroughly satisfied.
some Antnors,s E'uiI Names.
Seeing Bret Harte's name ON the It'll,
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