The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1894-11-23

EfHta&sifi = IA on the town of
Marysville. Old Sol mad scarcely be-
gun his daily migration toward the
west ere number Of schoolboys had
gathered at the millpond to see if the
ice was strong enough for skating.
10 their great delight it proved to be
very firm.
My, won't it be fun, boys?" said
Hal Anderson, as he took long slide,
both arms extended.
wish had my skates here now"
said Jack Dayton. sd go without
breakfast
Jaw, no, you wouldn't, Jack. You
can't make us believe that you would
miss anything to eat" said another
boy.
well, I'd make it up at Thanksgiv-
ally. Anyhow, I'm coming down
lows will all come, too, we'll have a
game of prison goal What do you
say?"
We'll be here" was the universal
reply, and away went the boys to eat
breakfast and spread the good news
that there was skating on the pond.
Jack impaired the news at the
breakfast table, whereat his sister
Irma, aged eighteen and very pretty,
clapped her hands and exclaimed:
'Oh, jolly! Pm SO glad 1 had my
skates sharpened last week. Every
body will be out. either skating or
looking on, and we'll all come home
with such appetites! just know that
jack will eat all that chicken pie that
made"
"I'll leave piece of the crust for
: you, Irma," said Jack I'm going
down to the pond right after break
fast. When can you Gomez"
"Oh, suppose I'll have to go to
church and help sustain the family
reputation, Jack Dayton. OF course
fourteen-year old boys don't know any
thing about such responsibilities. But
wonder If could carry my skates to
church with me? 1 guess l can hide
them under my cloak"
-''Or put 'em on and skate up the
aisle with 'em." Jack irreverently sug-
gested. Irma deigned not to notice
this fling, but continued:
Il do hope MIR. Miller will preach a
dreadfuuy short sermon. That will be
well, you'd better skip church and
come out for game with the boys"
"Mr. Dayton. I'm a young lady, If
you please, and don't play with little
boys" replied Irma, with a mock bow.
"Oh! All! Has Mr.. Archibald Hem
bricks been putting such notions into
your head?"
mo, he hasn't" she responded, with
a sudden blush, and to hide her con-
fusion she jumped up and ran into the
kitchen.
Skates over his shoulder, Jack went
out the door with an Indian war
whoop and was soon hard at play
with his comrades on the pond.
The village choir that day outdid it.
self upon the anthem, which In length
and volume surpassed even the utmost
anticipations of the congregation
The songsters left a small margin for
the sermon, which was of moderate
length only.
Irma's thoughts were busy with
= other subjects than Bible texts, how
ever. She had noticed Archie Hen
bricks come in and take a seat on the
other side of the church, and she felt
thar he was watching her. just in
frontof her sat Keith Walters and his
mothers. Keith had been away to col.
lege. He was a fine, manly fellow,
and great favorite.
The Walters and Dayton families
had long been on the best of terms. SO
Irma felt free to greet Keith very
cordially at the close of the service.
COLLEGE seems 10 agree with You,
KEITH said Irma, after the first greet
ing was over.
Indeed it does-especially the jun
; Tor work. Oh, Irma. you ought to be
college girl-you'n never know what
z fun is until you are"
''Oh. pshaw, Keith! I'm going tc
have some fun this very day. See my
skates?" And Irma disclosed them
underneath her cloak. I'm going