The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1893-09-01

person to be with her niece, l hated
her! When got back to New Orleans,
| without place and without money, 1
| was in despair. If I had been hand
some, need not have despaired. But
| lie bon Diem has cursed me with ugli-
ness. 1 had, therefore, to look out for
myself A fellow servant of mine at
one time, man named Bennett, feel
| ing sorry for me, told me that his mis-
tress, a beautiful and rich lady. wanted
to change her maid, and might posi-
bly, get the place. He took me to see
gene Norcross was Ninette's mother.
She did not laugh. She turned very
white when 1 came into her beautiful
| library. where she was sitting alone. 1
knew too much of her past life. She
spoke insolently to me. 1 don't know
| why it inAamed me so. 1t was perhaps
because had drunk some brandy just
before going there. l went very near
| to her-I do not know what for. 1
put my hands about her throat.
l do not know what for. 1t was
all done SO quickly. do not know why
1 did it at all. think 1 meant only to
Brighten her. But she lay SO very quiet
that she frightened me. did not ask
Bennett to show me the way out. When
l got back to my room l found that a
little charm which wore on my brace
let was gone. It was a bit of broken
chain with a seal with a bird on it that
the child Ninette had had among her
playthings, ond l had taken it from
her, for she knew nothing of its value,
and liked it. 1t was a pretty trinket.
81 had no idea the whole thing-the
mystery, mean-would hinge on that.
1 have read all the trial. The Fair
banks and tho Lorimers have suffered
equally in It,"
Then, glowering sullenly on her per-
secutors, as she called them, she folded
her long, thin arms and stubbornly re-
fused to utter another word.
But she had said enough to alter the
complexion of the universe for the two
families upon which the concentrated
hatred of her ignorant soul had been
centered. The lawyers did the rest.
1t was several weeks after that acct
dental meeting of the child Ninette and
her bonnie that Lorimer, turning,
as was his wont, to thoughts for
others, ordered his horse to ride over
to Glcnburnie. White Cliffs was giving
thanks for mercies received, and it was
only just that old Cato should be made
sharer in the universal joy.
81 think I'll just read him Dicks let
ter entire" he said to Rafe, who was
lengthening his stirrup straps for him
after he had mounted. "It is such a
bright, happy letter, and tells it all so
clearly"
ats been worth drug-shop-full of
tonics to mother" said Rafe, applying
his broad open palm vigorously to the
shining flank of Lorrie's horse by way
of send-off
"Don't let mother move until come
back" Lorrie looked over his shoulder
to command.
Rafe laughed, and, bounding back up
the stairs two at time. laid the COM
mand peremptorily on the mistress of
White Cliffs, who, though pale and thin
from her late sickness, was essaying to
grasp once more the domestic scepter.
"You are not to move" said Rafe,
severely; that is, after get you into
that big chair in the corner. Lorrie
says you are not"
Mrs Lorimer sank into the chair
with new sort of docility. This illness
and the hours of reflection that had
come to her with convalescence had
lessened her sense Of self-importance
materially. 1t seemed highly: probable
that the world, and even White Cliffs,
would have gone ON even If she had
not.
81 think should like to hear Dicks
letter again" she sid, then smiled q