The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1898-11-26

~ = ''I1f LhNhL ottSSCVs
sorwardness; ''really, to look ate, one
would never take % for more than one-
~hnd-twenty."
Winnie was sitting on the edge Of d trunk
which Sarah Matilda was unpacking. md
Mrs. Caer]yon, seated at a little distance,
was a tentiyely studying Winnie's small
delicate t-ce, flushed so brightly, her smi1-
ing eyes and lips, and her beautiful care,
fully-arranged hair.
Instead of going on for eight-and-twen-
ty, mamma supplemented Winnie; and
for n moment the brightness faded from
her face.
aWell, whati If you nref'Mrs. Caerlyon
began, when Sarah Matilda, delightedly
Investigating every corner and parcel in
the large travelling trunk, held up large
square cedar box.
What's in this, sister,"
.ThatS Oh, nothing! At leastn-Win-
ME stopped down as if to examine the box,
but Sarah Matilda noticed how very red
SISTER Winnie" had g~rown-.it's nothing
but IA jacket.n
"Ajacket! Oh, do let's see!" Sarah Ma
tilda said, pulling eagerly at the Irvine.
"Yours, sister? Where did you buy it?
What kind is itf"
cts only q very old one, DEAR an
swered Winnie; and Sarah Matilda no.
ticed how the red flush had totally disap-
peared, Some other time we'll look at it
its not worth opening now; I've had it
for years.
What did e do with the splendid seal
skin jacket, Winnie, !" asked her stcp-moth-
er-"the one Captain Tredennick gave q
before q went away"
Winnie hesitated a moment, and the
colored dyed all her face in q burning
blush that she strove to hide.
"Why-that is itl'' she said, with a short,
nervous laugh, pointing to the cedar box.
ut Is as good as ever, and it has kept me
warm for seven long winters. It was a
beautiful one, certainly
"'E took good care Of 1t. at all events"
observed Mrs. Caerlyon, with u dry insin-
uating smile, looking at the soft, I'M.
crushed fur and satin Innings. And then
she sat long time in silence, covertly
studying her ste~p-daughter's winsome
gentle face and light figure, and troubling
her poor mnneuvring brains with num-
berless hastily sketched out plans.
at won't do to say a word-she was al
ways such a queer maid, +" she said to her.
self. But conc word" Mrs. Caerlyon felt
that she must say, prompted as she was by
the sight OF Stephen Tredennick's long
ago gift, and those hastily-sketched men
tai plans. ut might be-who could tell?
stranger things had happened" she
Thought, showing by words aloud whittier
the secret current of her meditations had
gone.
aDid'e know, Winnie, that the East In
diaman Chittoor is expected home the
third week in Marchs"
CHAPTER Z
II think I never remember so bleak and
wild a spring. Madam Vivian observed,
with a shiver; leach day seems drearier
and colder and stormier that the one pre-
ceding. I have never been able to walk in
the grounds these three weeks; and how
you Gun go In and out in all weathers as
you do passes my comprehension
ut has been remarked before now, ]
think said the lady addressed, sthat
where there's a will there's generally a
way it is tolerably true, I fancy-that Is,
as true MS most of those absurd things
which people repent with such IN air o.
wisdom" She was embroidering a dainty
piece of work of rich-hued velvet with
some glittering gold fringe, and paused to
admire the effect.
"It is not all true and applicable to mc,n
returned Madam, peeyishly; IT have the
will. but I certainly have not the way
unless I wish to catcl, my death OF cold
with salt spray and northwest wind, =
She sank back in her chair. drawing q
crimson Indian shawl around her with In
other shiver. You wrap up in those ex.
traordinnry macintosh things, and felt
hats and boot-tops-suchan eccentric cos.
tune for a young lady!-and so, / dare
say. hail, rain, and snow are alike to you;
but my different species of outdoor attfre