The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1893-02-11

Chalmers bending over her, a look Of
intense admiration in his eyes.
allow you frightened me-" she ex-
claimed. II do feel a little sadhs she
continued. u ami going home to.
night and I almost hate to leave this
dear old harbor; it is such a nice rest
full place when one is all tired out with
work"
"Yes," he answered; as 4 shade
crossed his face, "and !, too, shall Cd
Tomorrow"
After a short pause he continued,
speaking hurricdly. "Ihave been hunt
ing for YOU G since lunch; ! want
to speak to you" He hesitated an in-
slant. ~ want to know my fate,
Edith" he continued, taking one of her
hands in his. 81 love you; will you
be my wifeP"
All the color left her face and a
steely CLEAN flashed in her eyes which
seemed more beautiful than ever to
him, rs rising to her feet sho looked
down into his face and answered;
slowly:
MI. Chalmers, 1 never loved but
one man and Edith Lyle was not the
woman to make him happy. Do you
know who that man lisp"
Then lifting her hand she aided:
"As much as l love him | hate you,
and only hope you may suffer half
what you have made me suffer-"
She turned; without waiting ftr him
to reply. and left him. Half an hour
later she stepped aboard the train
which wsald carry her homc'
The sun WAS low in the western sky
one afternoon some ten years after
the events above noted.
A man vas sitting by the window
looking out across a fine lawn. when
suddenly a curly haired little girl
turned in at the gate, and as she
trippcd up the walk he rose to meet
her.
After giving her a hearty kiss on the
upturned mouth he asked: "Well,
Edith, how do you like the new
teacher?"
"Oh, papa, she's just the coolest
teacher, she's just like my W mamma
used to be-"
a sigh escaped Mr.. Randall as he
clasped his little daughter in his arms;
for the little girl WAS motherlcss and
sometimes his heart actcd in its lone
illness.
Papa" murmured the little ono, as
she nestled her bright head on his
shoulder, II asked the new teacher to
come tomorrow night after school
and see the flowers. You don't care,
do you, papa9"
mo, dear, / shall be very glad to
see your teacher and we will try and
make her visit pleasant"
Toward evening the next day Tom
Randall suddenly glanced up from tho
paper he was reading and saw his lit
tie daughter coming up the walk, her
hand placed coniidingly in the lady's
who walked beside her.
He dropped his paper and taking his
hat stepped from the room and down
the avenue to meet them:
As he drew near he paused. where
had he seen that figure, that face be-
papa, teacher er-Mias Lyle" said
the child, in her childish confusion.
There was an instant's pause, then
like n flash it all came back, and reach
ing cut his hand he said quickly, Miss
L,le, can it be | am mistaken-is this
Edith Lyle that 1 knew ten years ago
at the seashore2"
1.-The very same" answered Edith,
for she it was. aud, blushing. she
placed her hand In his, adding: ~ am
very glad to meet Mr.. Randall again"
Come into the library, | want to
tell you something that ] never knew
Until u few days ago"
She followed him into the house,
while the child with wondering eyes
looked. first at her father and then at
her teacher, as If seeking i'll childish
fashion to discover d solution to what
she saw.
Edith, please 60 and tell Mrs. East
lake tt have tea in half an hour" said
Mr.. Randall, and as the child hesitatcd
he kissed her tenderly, saying: Its
all right, dear"
And as she ran down the hall he
closed the door, saying: "Her mother
died two years ago and she is my con-
slant companion now.
But" he continued, Il wanted TO
tell you that received q letter a few
DAYS ago from my old friend, Harry
Chalmers, in.which he told me all the
d~espicablc part he played ten years
ago, and though it is so long u time it
may not DO too lato to tell you all he
did"
ut will not be necessary" Edith an
swered. ~ was an unwilling listener
to the conversation you aud he had
the night before yol left SO suddenly,
and were he here have no doubt he
could tell you how he prospered in
trying to usurp the place another
filed in my heart"
Edith, is it too late now" he sud.
denly asked, Selling both Eer hands.
She trcmbled MS she slowly raised
her beautiful eyes to his and answered
softly: Il have never loved any one
else"
A half-hour later there came n timid
knock at the door aud when it was
opened at her fathers Come" the
child kissed her father and. putting
her little arms around her tencher's
neck. said softly: II is so glad yor
knew my papa
The Isoy Was Sick.
William was unquestionably ill that
hot afternoon when he came into the
brokers' Office i'll Broad street where
he was employed as Il messenger, says
the My. Tribune. His face was the
color of ashes and wore an expression
of "goncncss" that excited the pity Of
every one in the place. The junior
partner, with words of sympathy, tolc
him to 90 home at once. just as vii
liam was starting, the senior member
of the firm came in.
Hello, what's the matter9" he asked,
seeing the boys pale face.
"I,m sick" mumblel William.
"What nils you2" The broker wa
suspicious instead of sympathetic.
My stomach" answered the boy.
whats the troubie?"
at hurts said the boy.
What have you been eatingp" stern
ly asked the employer as he looked in
to the boys eyes.
aOh. nothing much.n
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