The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1896-05-08
quired Ringbrand, as they toiltd up the
steeD hillside

he's gwine to Washin'to fo' de wah."
Ringbrand had not been long enough
in east Tennessee to know that every
hosiery within 100 miles of the
crossing of the Clinch river made a
similar claim, but the conceit struck
him as being a quaint one, and it oc-
CURED to him that the ancient negro
was probably an old resident and there
fore acquainted with most of the fami-
lies in the neighborhood.
did you see Observation-Disclosures
get off the train just now, uncle?" he
inquired, nonchalantly, hazarding a
guess at the name in the hope that his
guide would correct him.
"Who, me? No, sab; thank yo', sab.
I doesn't know any lady O. dat name,
sab. Didn't see no lady git off de train;
no, sah."
That graphing hook having come up
empty, Ringbrand was compelled to
await further developments; and as he
smoked his after-supper cigar in the
dingy little Office of the hotel, he tried
to convince himself that the present adj
venture was only another example Of
the persistent obstinacy with which he
had pursued other quests in the study
of his art. The effort may have been
wholly successful, but the conclusion
did not enable him to Danish the pic
ture of the girls face, which haunted
him even after he had gone to sleep
amid the dismal furnishings of Gen.
Jackson's room.
The following morning he was fortu-
nate enough to stumble upon Ludlow.
who was an old friend and one of his
college classmates. The meeting af-
forded the plainest possible solution OF
the authors problem, but he seemed
somehow quite unable to frame the
simple inquiries which would have
solved it. He reasoned that Ludlow
would misunderstood his motives; that
he would be accused of falling in love
| with a pretty face; that if it would be
indelicate to question strangers about
the girls identity, it would be imperti-
hence to ask his friend. So it happened
that two days slipped by without bring
ing him any nearer to the object of his
visit to Tregarthcn, and he was be-
ginning to hold himself in derision.
when lucky chance brought him the
opportunity for which he was waiting,
It was on the day following his install.
| lation at Ludlow's, and he was return
| ing from visit to the furnace with
| his host. They stepped aside at mar
row place in the hill side road to let o
buggy pass. Ringbrand lifted his hat
| in Difference to his friends salutation
| to the occupants of the vehicle, and
| nearly let it fall when he realized that
| he was face to face with the object OF
| his search.
"Who are they?" he asked, as soon
as they had driven on.
That's Col. Latimer and his daugh
ter Hester" replied Ludlow. "By the
| way, if you want to make character
studies, there's good chance for you.
| The colonel's an old-time southern gen
tleman of the school that you authors
are always attempting to portray and
can't. Here's the opportunity of your
life to get a picture that'n be as good
as a photograph"
II should be delighted to improve it, "
responded Ringbrand; "can you sug-
gest the means?"
Nothing easier; though fancy it'll
be to our detriment. The coloneFs one
of our directors, and he was the orig
| inal owner of the Tregarthen coal lands;
\ his hospitality is as wide as the heav-
| ems. If introduce you he'll be carry
| ing you off to The Laurels,' and We'll
lose YOU
Don't be too sure of that; I'm pretty
! comfortable where am. But should
like to make the coloneTs acquaint-
ance. Where is The Laurels?'"
| Its up on the mountain. just where
you see that clear space beyond the
mine-opening. It's an old-fashioncd
Tennessee home-wide verandas, big
| rooms, immense fireplaces, and all that.
You could get lot of good material
out of the place-not to mention the
colonel and his son and Miss Hester
Eyes, I suppose could: but, Ludlow.
be good fellow, now, and drop the
| idea that I'm an animated interroga.
tion-point, going about with Paul
Fry nose and a reporters notebook.
Don't you see that hint of such thing
would be likely to prejudice her from
the start?''
| Prejudice whom? Miss Hester
What's she got to do with it?''
"Why, nothing, of course-that is,
nothing that THAT she-Hang it all,
Ludlow, believe I'm about to make a
fool of myself"
Ludlow stopped and gazed in open
mouthed wonder at his friend. "WelL
I'm blest if you don't break the record,
Hugh! I thought it struck me pretty
suddenly, but pshaw! my case wasn't
! circumstance to this. I've heard Of
love at first sight, but this is the in
Simultaneous photography kind. Why.
you couldn't have got more than q
glimpse of her as they passed us!"
"I-we-that is to say-rve seen her
BEFORE" stammered Ringbrand.
"Oho! now I begin to understand;
that's what brought you to Tregarthen,
I thought Helen's prophetic soul didn't
mislead her. Well, tell me the rest OF
it; I've got your fate in my hands, and
you might as well make an ally of me at
| the start"
| lro BE Continued
se. --
A Jewish Wedding Feast.
There were great many people COM
ing and going that day ct the house