The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1892-12-17
A PLOT FOR A PLAY.

A PLOT FOR A PLAY.
The men were chatting in the smoS-
ing-room after dinner.
Pcriera, the manager of the tlleater,
leaned against the chimney-piece.
holding in his hand q small glass OF
curacao.
"Yes," said he, everything is in the
~anecdote-a play is worthless that one
cannot relate in five minutes. When
an author comes to me to speak of a
comedy-at breakfast time, for ex-
ample-1 stop him short at once and
say: will You have your plot told be-
for have finished this egg% If he
cannot do it, the piece is worth moth
ing" and Periera glilpcd down his Gu
racoa.
al am not Il dramatic author" said
Maurice, an attache of the embassy,
from the depths of q large armchair
in which he was e%nsconced; "however,
if you like, Pcriera, / will relate to
you n story which, it seems TO me. a
man of talent could make something
of--but the time it takes to eat an egg
is decidedly short"
Il will grant you ar omclct," an
ewered tho manager, with Il loud
laugh; but l have 4 distrust of the
ideas of y plot given by people of the
world. However. go on"
"Very well. The story went the
rounds of the Fienucse drawinm-rooms
at the time | was down there. There
was then in Vienna Il physician, cele-
bratea for his skill in diseases of the
heart. He was called change the
names. for the thing is traeic-he was
called DR.. Arnold. Although scarcely
40 years old, he had already gained n
magnificent practice. He was n hand
some man-vcry elegant, with regular
features, blonde beard-in fact, The
Austrian type, but with q pair of Am
erican blue eyes, bright and cold as
steel.
"a Russian family residing in Wen
nave will call them SkobeloM ii YOU
like-called the doctor in consultation
for their daughter, in whom the spe-
cialist detected on the first examiua-
ton the beginning of an ancnrism. 1t
must have been rather embarrassing
to the handsome doctor--imagine it
to apply his ear to the breast of a
beautiful brunette of 10 and knock at
9 heart' rs II 10 ASK: May come
mr.!
maurice, saia the master Of the
iouse' 40 not give us the details of q
farce. 1on promised us q drama"
"iou VIII nave one, rest assured.
Althou%h received III excellent society
the Skopelohs were looked upon with
more or less suspicion; they lived at a
hotel n Kept up a certain show; but
h father Wore too many frogs and
loops OF gimp on his fur-trimmed pc
Hsse, and the mothers diamonds
passed for being false. and, With all
this, two beautiful daughters to marry
OIL. The DOCTOR fell in love; he asked
the hand OF Mile. Macha in marriage,
and, after courtship of three months,
married her. The SkobeloN family
became suddenly disgustcd with Wen
ma and bctook themselves to pastures
new. The doctors wife became a
great tavoritc in Viennese society.
The newly married couple we're very
interesting. The doctor loved the fair
Macha in y two-feld character-as his
wife and as his patient-he adored her
and he nursod her. This little ro-
nance enchanted the sentimental Vi
ennesc. Nine. Arnold regained her
health to all appearances. went a good
deal into society, and even 1t times
INDUCED in a turn of the waltz"
"ln spite of her heart disease:9n
"Ycs: the young wife seemed so
nearly cured that as her physician, her
husband allowed her to waltz now and
then; but believe he would gladly
have forbidden it through jealousy, for
there was a iinc-looking Captain Blaz-
ewitz, an Apollo in white uniform, who
was always the first to inscribe his
name upon the dance programme of
Nine. Arnold, and press her tenderly
against his aiguillettes-the old story
OF Mars and Venus again"
Good" said Pcriera, sat length
your position is made, your characters
placed. NOW, as they say in the green
room, INK them together.
An right. One day the doctor dis
coYerea a packet OF letters"
That worn ont-the packet OF let
terS;"
"Ierlera, you are msulfcrable. You
may say what you like, but j n my
stoLN tnefe was a packet OF letters
J gave inc husband the proof
o. ms alshonor, IS 1t not So"
apparently.
anu ne concelvcs a terrible VEN
geance!"
You Know the story, then, Pericsa;
20 ~. NJ ana 'el. !. Yourself"
the s slan ,@ IF ' n,y G"s c%ut--exens
WEB, .he husband avenges himself?'
na. one OF those crimes which re-
hlam1 forever unacteclcu.9
i.oW, ehen, dla You know III"
because INC doctor mas spoken.
les, Ine wretch at last yielded to the
irrcsls'lbie. /, Q the fata! need CT con-
fidcnce which exists in everyone, and
which makes the confessional of the