The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1897-02-20

II don't know whether ! have done right,
Sir" Malcolm began. There's a stranger
down-stairs among The tourists who are look
Ing at the rooms and the pictures. He said
he knew YOU. And he asked ii you were not
related to the gentleman who allowed travel
ers to see his interesting old house"
"Well?n
"Well, sir. ! said Yes And then he
wanted to know ii you happened to be here
at the present time
Randall cut the man story short. And
you said 'Yes' again, and he gave you his
card. Let me look at it."
Malcolm produced the card and instantly
received instructions to show the gentleman
up. The name recalled the Inner ri the
London cinh-Gapt. Bennydeck.
Continued next weekl
Tom Reed Afraid OF His Girls"
This story of Tom Reed is told by
Kate Fields Washington: The seats
may be packed with all sorts of people.
as they always are when he speaks, and
If there We're bombs in all their pockets,
"Iom" Reed would 60 OH s~erenely,
without fear or favor. But when Mrs.
and Miss Reed meekly declare their in
tention of being two Of the spectators.
he gets weak in the knees. The GEAR"
The ''autocrat," the %"usurper,o the "ty-
rant backs down ingIoriously, and
begs his wife aud daughter to spare
him and stay at home. He does not
care a copper for the public, but he
fears these gentle foes of his own house,
hold, and it is II great relief when he
can persuade or bride them to stay at
$3.50 " M. ~ 49, - - 9 A.
knows.
The day he made his speech closing
the debate on the tariff, Mrs. Reed and
her daughter naturally desired to hear
1t, SO they said quietly but firmly in the
morning that they would go up TO the
house. AT first Mr.. Reed was diplo-
matte. He offered no objection, but in
persuasive pictured the discom-
forts they would be subjected to from
crowded galleries and bad air. The
private gallery, he urged, would be as
packed rs the rest, and US for the de-
bate, the tariff had already been talked
to death, and had not a shred of inter-
est left. To all this and much more OF
like tenor they replied that they ell
joyed a crowd now and then, aud that
they had no fear of bad air, and if the
tariff had been talked to death there
was nothing they would like so much as
to witness the funeral. Then Mr.. Reed
threw diplomacy to the winds and fell
upon his knees, so TO speak, begging
them to spare him the ordeal of their
presence at his speechmaking.
Now, girls" he said appealingly.
"you know | can't do anything if YOU
two are up there looking ut me. Kitty,
if make a failure you and your mother
will be responsible. I really think you
might stay away and persuade her TO.
when you know just how feel. Icau't
help it. ! don't care Il continental for
the rest of the world, but | do not want
you two in the gallery What could
they do? Well, they did what they had
done before-apparently yielding TO his
cntreaties, and let him start for the cap.
itol a happier but not wiser man. When
he was safely out of sight they put on
their bonnets, quietly left the Shoreham,
and, boarding II street car, Went to tho
capitol. They avoided the halls to that
gallery Reserved for Members Fami-
lies and went direct to the public seats.
where, by patience and good manage
ment, they got in i'll spite of the crowd.
There they sat. looking down on the
unsuspecting eN-speaker, who. inspired
by their supposed absence, made one OF
the greatest speeches OF his life.