The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1897-10-08
And so things were going a trifle bet


ter at the old homestead towards the,
end of December. Hopeful letters came
from Walton. The Parmelee party
were having difficulty in getting reli
able evidence against him; his friends
were making him entirely comfortable
in his confinement. and his lawyer as
surcd him that his release would be
effected in a very few days. Floyd wrote
;nat an aid-de-camp of the general COM
p1anding had come with Lieut.. Waring
10 see him. and to say that his case was
being investigated and that, as yet, nc
charges had been preferred by the COM
-lander of his troop. Little deiicacies
and Injuries in the way of tea, jellies
preserves and wine-things TO which
they had been strangers since early III
The war-were finding their way in and
greatly comforting the invalid mother.
and, could their doctor but say the dear
lady was really mending. the girla
would have had hope and courage, but
Inc doctor could not say.
1--WE got to go to Quitman for two
days on business. Esther" said Cousin
Bart one keen morning. land l reckon
L
ne. T you don't mind. and have i day
at the birds. They'll all be gone in 4
week + this weather keeps on"
You have deeper reason than that.
Barton. / saw you with DIR. Colema :,
when he went out last night. It's a con-
sulta1ion, IS it not?"
why. of co'se want Coleman to have
chance to talk it over with Falconcr,
and he'd like it. too. Falconers NOR"
up TO date. the old man says. and he
thinks perhaps the new school knows
something with tryin'. You see, Cousin
Lou amt pickin' up fast Us she ough:
to-"
Il see it all too plainly. Bart. What
I don't see is where all the money IS
to come from to pay for doctors and
consultations and-and-" Big tears
began yelling in her soft, sad eyes.
Bart, where does it all come from now
Low do we get all these dainties? You
can't spare it, 1t mustn't be Mr.. Lam
| bert's-"
Now just don't you bother 'bout
| that, Esther l made raise, tell You
| There's old Uncle Pete and that no.
count niger Frank been OWN your
mother on last years crawp o cawt'r
all this time. l made them pony up, a n
told Hicks I'd sell out his mule an
! cart + he didn't pay-made him hawwC
The money"
That wouldn't begin to cover the
cost of what you've been having sent NJ
| from New Orleans-the eXpressags
even"
Now just don't You bawwo trouble
| Zone + in q sentence wasn't too much
.or Potts. When they doubled up or
him he confessed judgment.) Lam
| bert tends to all that. Uncle Sam. ht
says. pays freight en- commissary stores
Just dos | say. and We'll fetch Cousin
Lou round all right yet, and find some
body to rent the old place and send yo
all down to Biloxi for the winter. Blu
| i'll tell you what | do think. Esther;
y'ought to have Lambert over to slee,
in my room while I'm gone. Hell
come"
But when Lambert came to tea 1ha
night half expecting to be welcomed
to Cousin Bart's place in his absence
Il surprise awaited him. Esther. Will
JOY in her eyes, blushingly told him
that her husband would be with then
before nine O'Clock a telegram hat
| announced his release and speedy com
| ing.
There's no train over before morn
ing, is there?- he asked.
"No-but-Mr. Scroggs took the stag
| ut noon for Vernon. up north of here
and will get a horse there"
And, as il was evident that she locke;
any moment for that longed-for com
ing, Lambert decided to slip back Il
camp instead of spending IN hour il
chat or reading, as he usually did. A
this Miss Katesie's big blue-gray eye
| were opened wide with surprise, the,
| lowered in confusion, for he turned Il
| look at her.
''Oh! Goodnight Miss Walton" h,
laughingiy exclaimed. II had almos
hoped you would ask me to stay"
'Ah don't know wh'a All should Wa
the prompt and pouting reply. isis
| ter Esthuh can if she likes"
'.She doesn't like. to-night-os 4 mat
ter of course. l couldn't expect he
to. But as your good mother is sleep
ing and Mrs. Scroggs will be able IL
| leave her to welcome her husband. ano
you will Ee--well-rather supertiuous
l thought | might profit by the situa
ton to the extent of having an hour
| chat with you--about your fair com
patriots up north. for example"
''Ah don't know of any subject tina,
would interest me less. And they're
not my compatriots, as You call them
answered Miss Kate. with fire in heI
eyes.
"Ah, true" said Lambert, with pro
voking GOODNESS, and mischierous
smile twitching the corners of hi:
mouth; Il recall your Indifference tt
their photographs the other evening
Will you kindly say goodnight to Mrs
Scroggs for me, and tell her"
Anil tell her you were simply hate
full and All thought you'd never go!"
We'll. won't, if you think L ought
| to stay" said Lambert, returning smil
ingly to the door and proceeding tc
hang his forage cap upon its accus
toned peg. She promptly snatched il
from his hand.
"Ah wish you and your photographs
wuh freezing up nawth, whuh you
b'long, stead of coming down hyuf
ty'annizing over people"
Nov do you know 1 was wishing that
| too? It's so much nicer freezing mn