The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1895-09-21
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~."rFR yXIV. LORD HAls[:Y's HONEY
MOON.
The next day Hugh received a visit from
Che last person in the. little world of his
acquaintance whom he expected to see.
The lost Mrs. Simpany presented herself
nj the hotel.
She looked nunaturally older since
Mountjoy had last seen her. Her artificial
complexion was gone. The discarded
rouge that had ouca overlail her cheeks
through q long Succession of wears. had
left the texture of the skin coarse aud had
turned the color of 1T to u dali yellowish
tinge. Her hair, once 50 skillfully dark
and revealed the sober eoloring of age, III
grty. The lower face had fallen away in
substance: and even the penetrating
brightness nf her large dark eyes was q
little aimmel. All that hid been left in
her of the attractions of past days owed
its vital preservation to her stage training.
Her snave grace of movement, and the
deep eloctttionnrv melody of her voice,
still ideutifiad Mrs. Northumberland
as she was in address Of dull brown, sliorn
without mercy OF the milliner'S hideous
improvements to the figure. p
"Will You shake liands with me, Mr..
Mountjoy:S Tnose We're the first words
she said to him, in n sal, subdued man
ner. on entering the room. p ST.
"Why nots' Hugh asked, giving her his
hand. st.lt 81 sE
You can have no very favorable re-
membranes OF me, she answered. bat
| hope to produce IL better impression-if
YOU can spare me II little of your time.
Yon may. or ma not, nave heard of my
separation from nv. husband. Anyway,
it is needless to trouble yon on the sub
ject; You know Mr.. Niinpnny;j you can
guess whit have suffered, and why i
have left him. IL he comes to you. I
hope you will not tell him where Lady
Harry is"
Hugh %interposed: pray don't speak
of her by that name! Call her Iris us 1
do
a faint reflection of the old stage-smile
ttrembled on Mrs. Nimpauy's worn and
weary face.
A"Ah, Mr.. Mountjoy, ] know whom she
ought to have married.. Tile worst. enemy
of women is their Ignorance of men--and
they only learn to know better when it is
too late. ! try to be hopeful for Iris, in
the time to come, but my fears Conquer
me" f
She paused. sighed. and pressed her open
hand on her bosom, unconsciously betrav-
ing in that action some of the ineradicable
trimming of thotheatre. fsli
~ am almost afraid to say that | love
Iris, she resumed, but this ] know: il /
that dearest and sweetest of wome;.! But
for the days that ! pissed in her company,
| might never had tried to atone for my
passed life by works of mercy. When 9TH
or people take the way of amendment, |
wonder whether they find it as hard to
follow, mt first, rs did!"
There is no doubt of it, Mrs. Nimpany
If people IRE sincere. Beware of the sin.
ners who talk of sudden conversion and
perfect happiness. May l ask howyou be,
gan your new lifef" H., ,3t
~ began n%nhappily, Mr.. Mouutjoy-I
Joined II nursing Sisterhood. Before long,
aidispute broke out among them. Think
OF women who call themselves Christians,
quarrellins about churches ;tn,l church
seryices-priest's vestments and attitudes,
and candles and incensel T left them, ard
went to a hospital, and found the doctors