The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1890-08-08
ApAucureR WORTH HAVING.
Her Clothes We're Not tile Only Beautiful
Thing About Her.

DAUGHTER WORTH HAVING.
Her Clothes We're Not the Only Bcsutlfu'
Thing About Her.
Two gentlemen. friends who had
been parted for several years, met in n
crowded city street, says the n. Y.
Evangelist. The one who lived in the
city was on his way TO meet Il pressing
pressions of delight, said:
We'll, I'm off. Pm sorry. but il
can't be helped. ! will look for YOU
tomorrow to dinner. Remember, 9
o'clock sharp. l want you to see my
wife and child"
Only one child?" asked the other.
Only one" came the answer, tend.
erly; "a daughter. But she is II dar.
ling"
And they parted, the stranger in the
city getting into the street-car for the
park. After a block or two a group
of five girls entered the car; they all
evidently belonged to families OF
wealth; they convcrsed we'll. Each
carried a very deliberately decorated
lunch basket, each was well dressed.
AhNN' wv, WIZ guns " tuS pain iUl
a picnic.
They seemed happy and amiable un-
til the car again stopped, this time let
ting in Il pale-faccd girl of about II
and a sick boy of 4 years. These
children were shabbily dressed and on
their faces were lookso distress. They,
too. were on their way to the park.
The gentleman thought so; so did the
group of girls, for he heard them say,
with IL look OF disdain:
II suppose those ragamuttins are on
au excursion. too!'' II shouldn't like
to leave home if | had to look like
that-would you?" This to another
girl.
NO, indeed; but there is no account
ing for tastes. think there ought to
be a special line of cars for the lower
classes"
All this was spoken in a low tone,
but the gentleman heard it. Had the
child too? He glanced ut the pale face
and saw tears. He was angry. just
then the EXPLANATIONS: why there's
Netty! Wonder where she is going?'
caused him to look out upon the
corner. where n swect-faced young
girl stood reckoning to the car-driver.
When she entered the car she was
warmly greeted by the five and they
made room for her beside them. They
were profusc in EXPLANATIONS and
questions.
where are you going" asked one,
'Oh, what lovely flowers! Who are
they forP" asked another.
I'm on my way to Belle Clark's
She is sick, you know, and the flowers
arc for her"
She answered both questions at once
and the glanced toward the door of tho
car, saw the pale girl looking, wistfully
at her. She smiled at the child, :
tender look beaning from her eyes, ant
then forgetting she wore Il laudsom,
velvet skirt and costly locket, and thu,
her shapely hands were covered witt
wcll-iilted gloves, she left her seat and
crossed oven to the little one. She lait
her hand on the boys thin cheeks. a,
she asked of his sister:
This little boy is sick, is he not? He
is your brother, | am sure?"
1t seemed hard for the girl to answer
but finally she said:
Yes, miss, he is sick. Freddi,
never has been well. Yes, miss. he i
my brother. We're going to the parl
to see if it won't make Freddie better
Il am glad you are going" thu
young girl replied in n low voice
meant for no ones ears but those o
the child. Il think it will do hin
good; it's lovely there. with the flower
all in bloom. But where is your lunch
You ought to have lunch after SO Ions
u ride
Over the little girls face came a flush
Yes, miss, we ought to for Fred
dies sake; but you See we didn't hav,
any lunch to bring. Tim-he's on
brothcr-he saved these pennies so a
Freddie could ride to the park an,
back. l guess. mebbc, Freddic'n for
ret about being hungry when he get
TO the park"
There were tears in the lovely girl
eyes rs she listened. and very soon sh
asked the girl where she lived, an
wrote the address down in a table
which she took from a bag on her arm
After riding a few blocks she left til
ear, but she had not left the little one
comfortlcss. Half the bouquet of vii
lets and hyacinths were clasped in til
sisters hand, while the sick boy. wit
radiant face held in his hand a packag'
from which he helped himself now az
) then, saying to his sister in a jubilal
whisper:
!, she said we could eat 'cm all, evel
> one. when we got to the park. VIII;
> made her so good and sweet to uspn
And the little girl whispered bac1
Its cause she's beautiful, as well
her clothes"
When the park was reached the fl,
girls hurried out. Then the gcnllena
| lifted the little boy in his arms nj
carried him out of the car across Il
road into the park. the sister, with
heart full of gratitude, following. L
t paid for a nice ride for them in Il
goat-carriage. He treated them
oyster soup at the park restaurant.
AT 2 o'clock sharp the next day I'll
gentlemen, as agreed, met again.
} This is my wife" the host sal
| proudly Introducing a comely lad
i And this" as a young lady of
entered the parlor, lis my daughter
All" said the guest as he extendt
4 his hand in cordial greeting, this
the dear girl whom | saw yesterday ,
: the strcet-car. ! don't wonder you C;
t her a darling. She is Il darling and
;. mistake. God bless her"
And then he told his friends what
It had seen and heard in the horsc-car.
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