The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1892-06-03

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"Ah! there's the sorest spot Of all.
My little Nell IS more down in the
dumps than Miss Eate-goes a-moOning
about with her eyes cast down an has
| lost all her good looks an nat'raI Pcart-
ness It makes my heart ache to look
at her..
And your good dame2 Surely she
Is not q victim OF this general melan-
I choiy?"
shes like me-nearly worn out wi
their tantrums- ! never knOwed her
/ sick for twenty years, but hers losing
weight every day, tell &C."
''Is N. d Estreville still with you2"
''Of course he Is"
''And are his spirits ut zero, tOo?"
Not they He crawls about the
house like q tame cat, wi G singer IA
/ grin on his saliow face as he goes to
the women folk, one after another. an
/ whispers soft nothings in their cars !
! catched him talking to my Nell l. the
| garden arbor on Tuesday eve, an by
the Lord Harry il ever find him alone
wi her again I'll dress him down so
| that his own mother wouldn't know
him!"
1T Is to Miss Nellie that his atten-
/ tions are paid, then2" Dunbar asked,
with a selfish chuclzle-
mo, they bean't, an they never viii
be as long as her has a father to keep
her out O. harms way. / didn't know
as it was safe for me TO go to market
to-day, but I'm at peace about that
now, for I seen him in Chcrtsey just
afore I started this evening"
''Chertseyl What was he doing thcre?"
Glow should ] lznow2 MayhapPen
getting his hair curied."
Thus for an hour they chatted to-
gether, the yeomun getting more and
more Respondent over his household
troubles.
Suddenly q bright thought struck
Arthur Dunbar. 1t was evident that
Miss Grahame was unhappy and needed
a friends sympathy. Who more proper
to play the part of a consider than him
self? The difficulty was IN securing an
interview, for his pride would hardly
permit him to face Nine, CamPignon
after her ungraciOus manner towards
him, and he felt assured that if he were
to present himself boldly at the farm
house q tete-a-teto with the young lady
would never be accorded him Why
not make a cOnhdant OF the good
natured farmer? He would do So
'Air- Barlow" he began, in a hesitat-
ing, diHdent way, - am bad hand at
asking favOrs; but your kindness to me,
e total stranger, enbOldens me to be
lieve that / should not ask one Of You
In vain"
on are ElEtL1 AEL-As W. Il4E AlS%LLl
response. 81 know what thee mean. SO
dunnot blush to thy ears in telling me"
81 never thought you guessed -"
Dunbar cried
''Of course thee didn't Poor chap,
so many miles away from his lzith an
kinl Mayhap thee hast n mOther?"
Quite mystified by the farmers singu-
lar remarks, Arthur replied: Yes,
/ have a mother"
Z
so. MayhnP, too, thy father be deud?"
YES, he died when ! was n boy"
- guessed as much. Now hcaIl0en,
lad. 1t wasn't always as me an Sarah
| had only one chick to comfort US. Years
/ ago we had a little boy, but He who
/ gave took him away from us. Poor
I little chap, he fell from tree an broke
his back, for he was aye a daring lad
/ to climb, an we laid him to rest in the
| GOd's-acre OF Sunbury church. Now,
! see here, that little lad might a growed
/ to be q man like yOu-might a Travelled
/ to foreign parts like you-might fell
/ into difficulties like you-weu, if he
had, an your good father had been
/ alive, do you think he'd given him a
| helping haud?'
- am sure of 1t. He was a generous
| man.
AN that's Just what I'm a going to
| do by thee. So dunnOt beat about the
bush, but just open thy mouth wide an
say how much!"
As Barlow spoke he drew from his
! breeches pocket long Ieathern bag
/ and began to tumble with roll of
notes and gold. Il sold q stack of
wheat to-day" he added, $50 thee
/ needn't be afeard to speak out"
! Arthur grasPed the yeOman's hand.
/ my dear kind friend" he said, you
| quite mistake my need. am not in
want OF money in fact have more Of
/ it than have occasion for; but / shall
never forget your oPcn-hearted kind
ness"
mot want money! Then what the
/ devil dost thee wnnt?'' John Barlow
burst forth in q maze of surprise.
~ want to secure an interview with
/ Miss Grahame when your French friends
are not present"
Johns reply was long low whistle.
| ''Can it be done?" Arthur demanded.
! Poor Mr.. Barlow was at a loss how to
answer. He bad an honest liking for the
man who made the request. Kate Ora
hame was particular favorite Of his and
! il would afford him the highest satisfac-
4 tiOn to circumvsnt mudcmoiselle and
| her obnoxious nephew, but-and the
| but was very prominent in his mind
| was it fair to Miss BalderstOne?
you hesitate" Arthur said, his brow
clouding.
Il doan't quite see my way. young
fellow"
And You refuse2''
mo, don't, but I'm going to sleep
on n. You walk out tomorrow morn
ing down the lane by the big cow-Pas-
ture, an mny-hnppen III meet thee, or,
some enc else may chance to walk that
way"
With this comforting assurance, Mr..
BARLOW took his departure, and Arthur
was left once more to his solitary medi-
tations.
Il was a beautiful night, the moon
! EhOne on the placid waters of the
sleepy stream, and, tempted by the
fair scene, he carried his chair on 70 the
balcony. that he might sit and revel in
| the lovely Landscape.
He was lost in thought. The past
the present and the future tripped like
figures In a dream through his brain
Suddenly, he became alive to the fact
that others besides himself were enjoy
ing the peaceful prospect On the
wooden bench OF the porch beneath
MIN, were seated persons, whose noisy