The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1891-02-20

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She smlied--a brief, happy smile
and then suddenly her waking facul-
ties returned with all their force. She
broke from his arms In terror.
Let me GOT she cried. .Where
am IL How did l come hereP Where
is my auGtp Oh, please let mo go!"
Forgive mel" Trevor exclaimed.
"You have been walking in your
sleep.
ooh, how dreadful she cried, ready
to burst into tears. How could YOU
- Why did you---'
'Forgive me. Iimplore your Trevor
cried. II could moi help it. ] have
loved You for six long weeks. A pict.
ure-your Photograph
Did you have itp' she said breath
lcssly. Yours came to me, but I did
not suppose
''Tell me who YOU are!n Trevor
cried, ~passionatcly. do not let mere
conyentionality stand between ue. You
are mine-I know it! You have loved
me rs l hive loved you. Is it not
sop
He took n step nearer, but she turn
ed and fled from him. Her blue robes
loated out OF his grasp.
A little, violet-scented handkerchief
fell ut his feet, aud it bore the name Of
Alys Vane.
Trevor caught it up and pressed it
to his lips.
1T is falc!n he said. How could ]
think it was chancep"
The next morning he sent his card
to Miss Vane. Not she, but an elderly
lady, met him in the parlor.
My dear SIR she said, quite stifly,
my niece has just told mo u most ex.
t%raordinary tale. She notified me
that a gentleman would call this morn
ing, most likely--"
"a sutton for her hands, Trevor in.
terposed. MADAM, Hove your niece.
i desire to have her become my wife,
But my dear Sir" said the old
lady, W don't know you at all! You
may be a-a-1 don't know whatm
~ see you register from New York"
said Trevor, with n smile. You know
my father, perhaps-James Percy Win
tonpn
"Alem! No, I don't know him,
but.,are yon James Percy Winton's
sonP'
Trevor before knew what a
great thing it was to have q father
worth several millions. He had no
sooner established his identity than the
old lady said, quite warmly:
We'll, Pm sure | don't understand
this nonsense, but you and Alys can
fix it between yon.n
This is how Trevor found himself
there, holding Alys Vane's two little
trembling hands in his. while he asked
hcrto be his wife, and she gave him a
glad consent.
II have loved you ever since the
night my photographs came home.n
she said. Your picture was among
them, and ! knew the moment ' snw +
that | should love you forever. Wasn't
it strange.
No" said Trevor, kissing her ten
Derby, II is not strange. In this life,
my darling, what is to be is. in spite OF
circumstances SataTdaa Mint
HOW TWO STRIKE GOT HIS NAME.
"In p. s." in a letter that | re-
oeived the other day from an old friend
is this query,
80 what baseball club docs Two
Strike belong?"
Two Strike is now playing outer
field in the Bad Lands club. Only n
quarter o ago he held the position
OF umpire. but lie made a decision in
favor of Gen Brooke of the Pine Ridge
team which SO enraged the manage
ment Of the Bad Lands outfit that they
fined him ten ponies and dubbed him
into his present position. Two Strikes
appearance, l will take tho trouble to
add, is n great compliment to his pro.
f%ession, and particularly his record.
He has three fingers that have been
broken and are all gnarled up, one Of
his eyes has the appearance of having
been knocked all out of plumb some
time or other by II very hot twister,
and &c is lame in one leg where n base.
runner of the Government blues spiked
him with a bayonet during the season
of 1876.
But the old man didn't get his name
on account of his baseball record.
His name was the result of a very in
teresting custom of his race, Before
an Indian caa become n chief he must
have taken tho scalp of at least one
white man, and ever then he isn't con-
sidered much OF n chief until lie has
taken Il second ane. Having taken
two scalps his next ambition is to
place a strike as they call it, 10 the
credit OF his record. 1t is something
that very few Indians do in these
times. 10 do so is counted an act of
especially great bravery. The act con-
sists of rushing alone. horseback or on
foot. into a camp OF white enemies,
killing u man, and then when he has
fallen dead-simply wounding him
doesn't count--lo bend over him and
strike his body either with the hand or
any weapon, stick, or even feather.
The idea is that it requires the utmost
nerve-to use u modern white mans
term-to rush in among u lot of per.
sons all supposed to be looking out for
the safety OF n another as we'll as
their and to stay there long
enough not only TO shoot or cut one OF
them, but if necessary fight others I'M
I'll the II dies in order that he may
bend over and give the heroic stroke,
An effort TO earn this distinction. has,
a noted old Indian tells me, cost the
lives of more would-be chiefs than any
other u thing. When, however, this
deed is performed twice the perform
CT, so to speak, is entitled to a perch on
the topmost pinnacle of red-faced
fame. Two strike is the only Indian
in this part of the country who has won
such honors. and hence his name.
Hints FOL Parlor Elocution.