The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1892-04-08
die beam by the windy was the place

"Blockhead! l mean the string Of
bells"
aLook for 'em YOURSELF said sam,
sulkily. II don't know where they be,
and, what's more, l don't care"
III settle with you, my fine fellow,
when l come down, said the captain.
threateningly, as he CROPPED about in
the dim light which came through a
cobweb-draped window at either end
of the barn chamber.
"Don't hurry yourself, Scap'n,' re-
Joined Sam, in a 5eering tone.
AS the captain plunged into a dark
corner there was a jingle, and the
string of bells, suspended from a nail,
hit him directly on the neck, so like
the erasp5of death-cold fingers that he
could not but start.
"Oh!" said tho captain, n%ervously.
"Here they are. Catch 'em, Sam!
Halo! Where's the trap door,"
And it took the worthy captain fully
sixty seconds or more to realize that
the trap-door was closed and fastened
on the lower side. He rushed to the
window and threw it up only to sec
Sam speeding up the hill.
"Hal-lo-o-a!'. yelled Capt. Logan.
ooAAAS DAShs lSl. IoV u
conditioned lout! You imp of evil.n
Sam turned around and executed
that peculiar gyration of the fingers in
connection with the nasal organ which
is supposed to express the extremity
of scorn.
you'll find the ladder on the barn
floor, cap'n,' hootcd this young rebel,
IAN don't be afraid o. the ghost; it's
very harmless il you let it alone"
But, Sam-Sam, come back! I'm
to be at Mr.. Browns at 1870"
don't worry" bawled Sam. "Miss
Carrie won't wait long afore Mr..
Fredll be on hand"
The captain danced up and down on
the floor in an ecstasy of rage as Sam
disappeared owe the crest OF the hill.
He knew very we'll if he possessed the
lungs of Boreas he could make no one
hear.
He sat shivcring down on the hay,
starting %nervously at the sound of
horses feet below, and thinking how
disagreeably a bar of moonlight. which
strcamed down from q crack in the
roof, rescmbled u tall. white figure
standing under the center beam. He
could almost fancy the ROPE round its
neck. Pshaw! And the captain jumped
up again, with starting dew on his
temples, even in the freezing atmos-
pherc Of the barn chamber.
"Wha: is to be donep" he asked him
self. And echo, if echo had had any
common sense, would have answered.:
Just nothing at all"
Sam had outwitted him. And pretty
Carrie, and Fred Jones, with his red
cutter and great chestnut-colored
horse! The captain was wild at the
thought; surely he was vanquished.
81 won't wait another minute for
him." said Carrie Brown. coloring up,
with the tears in her blue eyes. go
on. girls. l shall spend the evening at
home"
"There's plenty of room for YOU in
our Sleigh Carrie coaxcdhcr brother.
Bessie Andrews will be glad to have
you along"
mo, she won't. either" pouted Car
rie. "As if I would spoil all her fun!
No; if can't have an escort of my
own I'll stay at home and mend stock
ings; and never, never will speak TO
Capt. Logan again.
Charlie Brown was on the point Of
al SNiIS ihS ulutlNl WIFI Ills SiSltl,
when the door opened and in walked
Fred Jones.
"Not gone yet, Carrie? Where is
the captain?"
81 don't know said Carrie. tartly,
"and ! don't care. Am Capt. Logan's
keeper"
will you go with mc?"
"Yes, ! will" said Carrie, hey eyes
lighting and shy smiles dimpling her
face.
"Of course" said Fred. 81 can't ex-
} poet to make myself as agreeable rs
the city captain, but"
"Ihe captain, the captain" cried
Carrie, a little irritably. I'm sick of
the sound of his name. never want
to see him again. What a nice new
cutter this is. and how easy the wolf
robes are"
Carrie" whispered Fred, as he
touched up the horse and felt her nest
ling close TO him, "is it for %nlways9"
Yes, always" she answered.
"Jerusalem!" said Farmer Kendrick.
1t was past 10 o'clock at night, and the
old gentleman had come out as usual
before retiring to rest. to see that the
dumb members of his family were all
safe and comfortable. II do believe
that's old John Hendricks ghost come
to life again. %poundin' like all pos
sessod OF the barn chamber tloor.'
ats NEE! It's meet" bawled the
captain. "Unfasten the trap door and
let me out!'
Slowly the farmer lifted the ladder
to its place. With rheumatic awk-
wardness he climbed the crcaking
rounds and undid the hook from its
hasp.
"How in all creation came you hereP'
he demanded. "Why, | thought you
was out a-sleighridin' with the gals
at was all the doing of that villain,
+ Sam!' gasped the Infatuated captain,
his teeth chattering with mingled rage
and cold. II won't stand this sort Of
thing. I'll leave the place tomorrow"
CAS- you please" said the farmer, to
whom the prospect of losing his guest
: was not unpleasant. I'm dreadful
sorry this should have happened,
though, and I'll talk seriously to SAM
$50 will l." CRASHED the captain.
"Il break every bone in his body"
But Sam had taken particular care
| to go over to his grandmother's, siN
miles across the snowy fields, to spend
the night, and the only person the cap.
l tain saw was old Mrs. Kendrick sitting
, by the kitchen fire.
t you've lost your chance, captain
said she, good-humorcdly. "Dorcas
Smith has Just gone by on her way
; home from the sleighing party, and
she says Fred Jones brought Carrie
Brown IN his new cutter, and they're
engaged"
The captain left next day, and Mrs
Fred Jones has never seen him since
! And when the affair came off Sam got
a piece of wedding cake big enough te
: give him the dyspepsia for a week.
Exploring the ventriloquial Larynx
Mr.. r. H. Mohr. the ventriloquist,
went through a strange experience the
other day. In one of the laboratories
, of the Harvard Medical School he sub