The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1898-07-23

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Not on the clifs-pray, Stephen, notion
the cliffs!!n Madam Vivinn reiterated.
.tStephen, do you hear me. 'aR 81
q hear you. dear aunt, !, he replied, with
q kind OF grave patience; ARE you afraid
s capt of wind wonld take me OF
my legs and blow me over .Tre:;arthen
IIeadfn
a capful Of wind do You call it,,' cried
Madam, Indignantly, pointing her white
hand to the w~iidly.swaying boughssof the
great elnls outside, MS their DARK forms
were visible against the lighter back
ground of stormy, cloudy sky, through
which the faint moonlight struggled dim
3iy. q have been out in q gale of wind be-
fore now, and ! know one as well rs you
do. Captain Tredennick! Come aud sit
down to chess this Instant, under peril of
my Observation-Disclosures will send us zap
some tea presently-and forget sour quar-
ter-deck and dirty weather md night
watches for: once.n
My dear aunt, Lam no more abe to re
fuse compliance with any request of yours
than my late uncle was,' y snidl lcr nephew;
and there was u glim,ner of ridicIlc III the
sailors keen pleasant eyes as he turned
obediently, moved the little inlaid tablein
front OF Madam easy chair, and placed
thereon the splendidly-carved ivory chess
men whichhe himself had brought home
from Canton rs a gift. Common report
would have it. indeed. that the late John
Vivian. Squire of Roseworthy, parish of
St. Awen, Cornwall, had carried the trait
of conjugal availability, to which his
nephew alluded, so very far that 1t had
carried him at length INTO the regions of
conjugal slavery--but then common re-
port is always slanderops.
Chess was Madam Vivian's favorite
game; she delighted as much us she ex-
celled In its intriguing, its dcep-laid policy,
its ambuscades, aud well-won Victories:
and it was her boast to say that She never
met her match on the fleld!of the chequer-
ed board, except In q Tredennick of IRE
gurthen.
h certainly did meet her match, and
her victor very often, in a Tredennick of
Tregarthen; but then she could gracefully
yield the palm to those of her own kin
dred, for she had been u Tredennick of
Tregarthen before she came to rule over
Squire Vivian's handsome house and we'll
filed purse in Rosewortliy.
II had intended to go up to Tregarthen
this evening"" Stephen Tredennick re
marked absently, toying with u captured.
pawn, and obliyious of nm awful menace
to his bishop from Madam's last move.
st is too late now; l must go up to-mor-
row. The Truscotts are keeping the old
house together, ] suppose. aunt.'
..Yes, keeping it together" Madam re-
piled, with a slight shrug; sit is a perfect
ruin, you know. Stephen, do you intend
that pawn to remain?"
II am sorry for it, said Captain Tired
ennick, moving the pawn carelessly; 81
should not like the old home to fall to
ruins, even If ] never lived in it,
ut would take full three thousand
pounds to rebuild and rcnovate,': observed
Madam, with another snrng; .'if you are
never going to live there, 1T does not mat
ter, l suppose. IT, Ind three thousand to
spare, l would do 1t for the sake of the
name of the T~redennicks of Tregarthen,
but have not. Sol suppose it must go,
as they will go; You arc the last of the
T~redennicks, and dare say another half
century will blot even the memory Of them
off the face Of the EARTH"
II dare say replied Stephen Trcden.
nick, gravely,
.'There goes your Sishop!'' cried Madam,
sharply, swooping down on the neglected
piece. what are you thinking Off You
are playing very badly tonight"
II shall not spend three thousand GER
tainly," Stephen Tredennick said, taking
the loss of the bishop very philosophically,
"but | certainly must spend u few pounds
in making it wcathcrtight. | shall 20 ua
there tomorrow"
st is sad to see it in the state it Is inn
returned Madam, speaking in meaning
accents still. Il should like before 1 die
to see the Trcdennicks of Trcgarthen,
there once more: but never shall, / sup
pose."I'
The unpleasant subject was cropping
up again. Captain Tredennick made an.
other reckless move, and turned his head
towards the window.
"4Ah. the gale is upon us sooner than l
thought" he said, the sough of the trees
and the mournful signing of the night
wind rising, as he spoke, into Il sudden.
shrieking blast, that roared above the
laundering din of the crashing pillows
out by the hcadland crags, and swept over
the mansion tiercely. beating ut its closed
doors II windows. screaming round the
grouped chimneys, the angles and gables,
and burying itself with long tremulous
walls in the surging hurricane q sound OF
the wild, ~leaflcss woodlands behind.
"Check to your queen!'' said Madam.
Captain Tredennick made a few feeble
efforts to save the game. but a move or
two more placed it entirely in Madam's
hands.
II do not call that a game, now-it was
merely surrendered said she, pushing
her chair away in pique. IF you did not
want to play. why did you not say sos
Ring for tea, please, Stephen
81 really do not feel my head quite clear
tonight, aunt he explained, APOLOGIZE
cally; ''my mind kept wandering all the
time. Hark! 1t la a bad night for the
Channel, and no mistaken
Llanyon, Madam Vivian's Stud. grave
butler, entered at this ju%ncture with Mad
ans favorite c%hina-pale buff and gold
and Madam's silver service. with the fra
grant green tea, the sparkling sugar, the
tiny silverstoppered bottle of lemon es-
sence, with which she always favored her
cup. and the little richly-chascd ever of
scalded cream. Ilanyon had, beside the
silver biscuit-basket, another cnlored dish.
Cook c up some ~.'henvy-cnke,' Mad
am" he said. n little npologetically eShc
says 1T Is very nice, II you and the Cap
tain would like to try IT, Miss Winnie is
very fond Of it-cnly she has not come to-
pight,'n
"Oh, | see!" said Madam, laughing care
lessly-''it WINS made for Miss Winnie
then, and cock kindly condcscends to give
MS a morsel. / am sure we are finttered!
No, ofcourse the. child has not come to-
night-how could you expect it, Llanyon!
Come, Stephen. l always like my green
tea after chess; indeed, during aprolonged
and wen-played game I like tit sip ut in
teryals whilst am playing; but we IRE
hardly in need of it tonight, y
Madam Vivian was one of those people
who do not easily forgive,
Who is Miss WINNER Captain Tired
ennick asked. "I asver heard of that
young lady before, !"
sOh, q little girl who comes ia rcad or