The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1895-06-15

which the reverend gentleman expounded
to his attentive audience. If his brethren
there would like her to tell them how they
might apply the law, this exemplary
Christian would pant to the fatthless
him; sell not to him; avoid him if he APP
proaches you; starve him out of the place.
| might say more, boys-you know what l
mean"
To hear the latter part OF this effort OF
oratory, without uttering a word of pro
test, was u trial of endurance under which
Iris trembled. The secondary effect of the
priests address was to root the conviction
OF Arthur's danger with ten-fold tenacity
in her mind. After what she had Just
heard, even the slightest delay in securing
his safety might be productive of deplor-
able results. She astonished II bare-footed
boy, on the outskirts OF the crowd, by a
gift of siXpence, and asked her way to the
farm. The little irishman ran on before
her, eager to show the generous lady how
useful he could be. In less than half an
hour, Iris and her maid were ut the door
of the farm house. No such civilized in
yentions appeared as a knocker or bell.
The boy used his knuckles in%stead-and
ran away when he heard the lock of the
door turned on the inner side. He was
afraid to be seen speaking to any living
creature who inhabited the "evicted
farm"
A decent old woman appeared, and in
wanted" The accent in which she spoke
was unmistakably English. When Iris
asked for Mr.. Arthur Mountjoy the reply
was: Not ut home" The h~ousekeepcr
inhospitably attempted to close the door.
have changed you: but there is something
in your face which is not quite strange to
me. Are you Mrs. LewsonW
The woman admitted that this was
her name. But how is 1t that you are
n stranger to mes" she asked, distrustful-
III you have been long in Mr.. Mount
joys SERVICE" Iris replied, you may
perhaps have heard him speak of Miss
Henley"
Mrs. Lewson's face frightened in an in
slant: she threw the door wide open with
Il glad cry of recognition.
Come in. Miss, come inl Who would
have thought of seeing you in this horrible
place? Yes: l WIS the nurse who looked
after you all ~three-when you and Mr..
Arthur and Mr.. Hugh We're playfellows
togetnerm Her eyes rested lonnSingly on
tive sympathies of Iris interpreted that
look. She prettily touched her cheek, in
viting the nurse to kiss her. AT this act
of kindness the poor old woman broke
down; she a%pologized quantity for her
tears: 'Think, Miss, how | must remem-
cti Siihu hhpPJ Wv yOu uuN6 llOl
forgotten it."
Shown into the parlor, the first object
which Che visitor noticed was the letter
that she had written to Arthur lying un:
opened on the table.
Then he is really out of the housel' she
said, with a feeling of relief.
He had been away from the farm for a
week or more. Had he received warning
from some other guartery And had he
wisely sought refuge In flight? The
amazement in the h%ousckeepcr's face,
when she heard these questions, pleaded
for a word of explanation. Iris acknowl-
edged without reserve the motives which
had suggested her journey, and asked
eagerly il she had been mistaken in as
Stunning that Arthur was in danger of as
sassination.
Mrs. Lewsop shook her head. Beyond
oil doubt the young master was In danger.
But Miss Iris ought to have known his
nature better than to suppose that he
would beat Il retreat, ii all the land
leaguers in Ireland threatened him to-
gether. MOI! 1t was his bold way to laugh
at danger. He had left his farm to visit