The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1889-10-18

He answered it as we'll as he knew
how; but he was painfully aware that
he had no such delightful epistolary
style.
Amy, however, was not critical fol-
she found his letters perfect. And the
correspondence continued, gradually
assuming a more and more familiar
style, till the tone became playfully
but decidedly loverlike on both sides.
Weeks slipped by rapidly. Amy
thought the days had never been SO
short, aud before she realized it ths
summer was gone.
In his latest letter Eugene had given
her a new address, saying he was
about to return to the city very soon.
In that letter he had also said some
thing more like direct love-making
than ever before-something which
had made Amy laugh and blush when
she read it; and she was still smiling
and blushing when she answered it.
And this was how the letter to Eugene
concluded:
You speak Of rivals ip my regard, and say
you could not bear 1t with good grace. But ]
think there 10 nothing you couldn't do grace
fully. As to the rivals. you have only one
but he is a~ll,powerful, end TO suoh a kind
good friend / must confess that shall love
him while / live, as ] have from tho first
moment in which I beheld his dear face. In
complexion he is not unlike you, for he has
fair hair and the ~loveliest blue eyes, but l can
not natter you so far as to say that you are
like him. for no one was ever so beautiful,
90 charming, SO captivating. If you ever see
suppose you are laughing at me, and no
doubt. you think l am drcadfully in love.
To be entirely frank, / Just am; but i do
think that the dear fellow gives me some ex-
cfSR for he lnplpYna that ha 1ny-ns mo tI1pt fho
same!
Eugene turned white and then red
as he angrily crumpled up this letter
in his hand; then smoothing it out he
deliberately and with set teeth-for
every word seemed to stab him-read
it all over again.
1.-The bare-faced little firt!" he ex-
claimed. "This is your sweet country
simplicity and innocence! Confound
the fellow! some moon-faced BOBBY,
with saucer eyes and hair smelling Of
bergamot. l suppose. What a fool ]
have been! Not a practiced coquette
in society could have made a more
complete idiot of me! And yet l de,
serve it. Wasn't I calmly flirting
with her as n summer amusement
something to while away the time,
without a thought of any serious end.
ing to itP Andnow-well, Pm punished.
This is what they near by hosting a
fellow with his own petard, l suppose.
Practical illustration to enforce the
lesson"
But, storm and fume and philoso.
phizc as he would. Mr.. Lorillard could
not get the subject ont of his mind.
And when he reached the railway
station on the next day, instead Of
buying Is ticket to New York, he alb.
sently mentioned the name of tho little
town where Amy lived; aud only when
the train started and the conductor came
along did he realize his blunder.
mo matter" he thought savagely,
81 suppose there's a hotel of some kind
there. and Just for once in a way ]
would like to see my rival. 1t will be
a new sensation"
He found Amy prettier and more
charming than ever. The few weeks
since he had said good-by to her had
matured without aging her, and with
out taking away her charm of girlish
simplicity, had invested her with q
subtle fascination. 1t was the charm
of being in love and knowing herself
beloved. though neither of them knew
it.
But Eugene soon found out his own
state of feeling, and, somewhat to his
dismay, realized that he was for the
first time in his life deeply, hopelessly
in love.
Amy did not attempt to deny her re-
gard for him. She had never felt such
Il deep friendship for any gentleman in
all her life. 1t was more than friend.
ship, she admitted, with a hlush-itwas
love. Oh, yes, real love; but not the
same she felt for his rival.
"My rival-whcre is hep" exclaimed
Eugene, turning pale again. Il had
hoped that was only playful mockery.
| have seen no rival; where do you
keep him?"
''Oh. he lives with usn laughed
Amy. ave are i%nseparable. Who.
even loves me must love him."
"Amy, | could not have believed
that you were cruel!!n exclaimed
Eugene, shocked as we'll as jealous.
II congratulate my rival, but l fear
you don't understand a mans love, as
lie may find out to his SORROW"
II understand his!' cried Amy, as
the parlor door was slyly pushed open,
and a lovely golden-haired little boy
peeped in, with great, wide-open blue
eyes.
Amy caught up the child and kissed
him with all an elder sisters enthusiasm
for au only brother.
Come and be introduced to this
gentleman, WILLIE she said, putting
him on her shoulder. This is my
brother, Mr.. Lorillard," she said de.
murcly, adding, with n lovely blush,
"and the only rival in my heart that
you will ever havc!"
.Oh, ANY, exclaimed Eugene, as
n flood of light seemed to break around
him.
Don't you really think you can love
himP" she asked.
"Almost rs we'll as his sister," said
her lover, rs his arms EMBODIED the
two.
But it must be added that he kissed
Amy tirst.-S SATURDAY Nt9ht.