The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1895-08-31
cHAprE. XVIII PROFESSIONAL ASSIST.

ANCE.
Number five was near the center of the
row of little suburban houses, called Red
burn Road. When the cab drew up at the
door Mr.. Nimpany himself vas visible,
looking out OF the window on the ground
aoor-and yawning as he looked. Iris
beckoued to him impatiently. "Anything
wrong2n he ashed. rs he approached the
door of the cab. She drew back, and sill
entity showed him what WIS wrong. The
doctor received the shock with composure.
| When he happened to be sober and sad,
looking for patients and failing to find
them, Mr.. Simpany'S capacity for feel
Ing sympathy began and ended with him
This is a new scrape, even for Lord
Harry he remarked. Lets get him in
to the house.
The insensible mar was carried into the
dearest room on the ground floor. Pale
and trembling, Iris related what had hap
pened, aud asked if there was no hope Of
.PatienceH' Mr.; vimpanyanswered; "Ill
tell you directly"
He removed the %bandages and examined
shc wound. There's been ideal of blood
Iost." he said: "I'll try and pull him
through. While | am about it, miss, go
Spstairs, if you please, and find your way
20 the drawing-room." Iris hesitated.
The doctor opened u G mahogany box.
.l'rA going to sew up his iordship's throat"
5hnddering as she heard those words, Iris
hurried ont of the room. Fanny followed
her mistress up the stairs. In her w
very different way, the maid was as I'M
penetrablv composed as Mr.. Nimpany
himself. There was a second letter folnd
In the gentleman's pocket, miss" she sad.
evil you excuse my reminding you that
you have not read it YETI"
Iris read the lines that follow:
Forgive me, my dear. for the last time.
Ny letter is to sny that ] shall trouble you nc
more in this world--and. as for the other
world, who knows2 ! brought some money
back with me, from the gold-ields. 1t wns
sort of fortune which might. persuade You
fnther to lot you marry me. Well! here In En-
gland. l had an opportunity of making ter
times more of 1t on the turf: aud, let me add
with private information OF the horses which
I might certainly conut on to win. don
stop to ask by whit. cruel roguery | wa!
with it, my last hope of II happy md harmles
life with you comes TO M end. die. Iris deni
with the death OF that hope. Something il
me seems to shrink from suicide in the ugl.
gloom of great oyergrowl London. | prefe
to nuke away with myself among the fold
where the green will remind me of old Ire
land. When you think of me sometimes, sa.
to yourself the poor wretch loved mean,
perhaps the earth will lie lighter on Harry TO
those kind words, and the lowcrs0 Of you fuvo
me by planting IL few may grow pretticr OF
my grave
There it ended.
The heart of Iris sank rs she read tina
melancholy farewell, expressed in Ian
guage mt once wild and childish. II h.
survived his desperate attempt at self-de
%struction to what end would it lead? j.
silence, the woman who loved him put hi
letter back in her bosom. Watching he
attentively-aifected, it was impossible t
say how. by that mute distress-Fann
Mere proposed to go downstairs. and as
once more what hope there might be TO
the wounded man. Iris knew The docto
too well to let the maid leave her on a u.s.
less errand.
"Some men might be kindly ready t
relieve my suspense" she said: '.the ma
downstairs is not one Of them. | mus
wait till he comes to me. or sends for MT
But there is something 7 wish to say t
you, while we are alone. You have bee
but q short time in my service, Fanny.
it too soon to ask ii you feel some interes
in meW
of ! can comfort you or help You, miss
be pleased to tell me how" She mad
that reply respectfully, in her usual, quie
manner; her pale checks showing II
change of color. her faint blue eyes rest
ing steadily on her mistress face. lri
went on,