The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1889-07-19
LOVE F0R 4 DAY
By Il AurtaoE OF DORA THoRNE," a.
D&An uSARr.' TWO KISSES.
'HHE FAtAl Luls3 FAC.

When she had gone. l locke. lonr
and earnestly at Marks vie. What
could be wrong with mis- beautiful
woman: Nothing w....n her moral char
actcr, or she world not be here at Vest
wood. With Ill her n~onchalance and
indifference, there was no prouder won-
an living than Lady Iorke. She would
not Fave associated with duchess who
he'd a blot on her character. There
could be nothing Of that kind. / saw
no bleiniSh in Lady Severne'S manner.
She was lively, animated, but not
"faSt:n she was witty and clever, but
not loud" / lost myself in coniect-
urc. One thing only was quite plain to
me-tllern WAS something wrong with
Marks Wlfe, and between them there
was no love.
che days that followed were busy
ones. The month of May WAS bright
and warm. Lady Yorke enjoyed pic
mes, and several We're Organized
Whatever hirtation3 were going on had
no interest Tor me; | saw only Mark
and Marks wife. He and never spoke,
we never exchanged even a LOOK; we
wego as perfect strangers. The only
time we broke through our rule of ST.
lcnce was when he told me that he
hoped | would forgive tho Intrusion of
his presence, but thet he could not
leave WestwoHd so soon as he had in
tended; Lady Severne was not willing.
| did not go to any of the picHics.%
Lady lCrke seemed to understand that
] WIS neither well nor happy lust then,
aud she WAS very kind to me. / noticed
That once or twice Lady Severne was
absent. she remained at here While
the others Went, ;9la> az those days |
saw measiness or Lady Yorke's face.
~and misery in Marks eyes. On these
occasions Lady Seyerne remained se-
cllte& 81 her W room, and her maid
II strict attendance upon her.
That maid, Martha CLYDE by name,
was puzzle to Me. i'tim, reticent,
never using two words where one would
suffice; kind, bat with never aslnile NY
Ga her lace; gentle, yet with a esstaln
grim manner-to mo she soon became a
mystery. ! thought it SO strange that
Young and beautiful woman like La
dy SeNer,e should prefer a grim. old
fashioned, elderly person like Martha
Clyde TO a young and pretty maid with
fresh face and quick, tripping foot
steps. Moreover, | was not Htire in my
own mind that Lady Severne did like
her. The woman always assumed n
tone of authority that | thought most
unbecoming.
As yet | suspected nothing. | had
no tangible reason for any of the shad-
owy fears that surrounded me. | had
watched Lady Scverne with ewes and
instincts ,~sharpened by love and by
Jealousy, but | saw nothing wrong.
One morning-it was almost The last
an May, and tie June roses were begin
ming to bloom-a picnic was arranged.
Most of the county families had been
invited. Lady IorlSc had resolved up
on giving an entertainment That should
no soon be forgotten. A tirst-rate mil
itary band was II OF the chief attlac-
tons, and every n looked forward to
the day with delight. 1t lad been de-
clded to visit the old Abbey of st.
Nlnlan-a magnificent ruin cnly a few
miles from Woodheaton, and q fuyorite
place of resort.
was with Lady Yorke in her bou-
DOR half an hour before the tine for
starting; she was telling me about her
letters, when Lord Seyerne came to the
door. Seeing me there, he did not en-
Ter. Lady lorke Went to him, and he
spoke IN a low tone of voice to her. /
could see that they We're both angry
and amazed. Then Lady Yorke spoke
II q soothing voice, as if she were try
lng to comfort him. Shortly afterwards
ne Went away, and she returned to the
W~ritlng-t2h!e, with a crimson flush on
her face, and an angry CLEAN in her
eyes. saw that her hands tremFled
SO that she could not hold her pen. She
flung 1t impatiently upon the table.
You must write this for me, Miss
Chester SIZE said, quickly; NJ am
NeXed and grieved;a and she walked to
the window, and stood for some min
utes looking eut.
knew that it must be something
about MARI wife-my instinct told me
So-hnt | could not solve the mystery.
pn the previous night she had been un-
usually gay and animated. Indeed,
Lord Severne had lowered near her, AZ
though ne feared her high spirits might
carry lter away" What then could he
wrong this morning2 Ills voice. when
be spoke to Lady Iorke, was fun CT
I was right; for. when the long line
OF carriages started with their loads of
gay pleaSure-seekers, Lady Severnr was
not there, and her husbands dark
handsome face was cloudcd and dis
ireSsed. | WAS weak enough, as I
watched him from afar of, to stretch
ont nay hands to him with longing
cry
oh, Mark, my dear, lost love, what
has gone wrong with youfn