The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1898-12-24

5tAht lie presence OF D llCUle CnllQ must DE
apanacea for every distress of a mothers
breast.
Had mam'selle not better make the in
qutry Of miladt7' persisted the nurse.
"Mfladt does not of usual permit lc cher
peat to remain in her boudoir.n
Very we'll" said Winnie, leaving 'the
little angel stamping and bowling at not
being permitted to follow her.
THE childl" cried Lady Mountrcvor,
raising her head in displeased surprise.
why on earth should 1 trouble myself
with q cross, screaming child. Miss Caer-
lyon? Ipresume that this nurse and my
own maid are sufficient attendants for the
young gentleman without me-
"Oh, asked only because l thought he
might cheer you and distract nervous
brooding feelings" said Winnie, feeling
again that stunned sensation OF pity and
surprise at the lack OF maternal tender
ness that seemed 80 unnatural, to her.
you have unfortunately mistaken me
for q very domestic character, 1 fear, Miss
Caerlyon," her ladyship observed. coldly.
II suppose you are astonished because !
do not delight In devoting myself to the
amateur nursing of Lord Moun.revor's
heirs Are you nots" she persisted, as
Winnie, shocked and distressed, remained
silent.
II thought that a mother always liked
to have her child with her." she said, at
length.
We'll, then, in that case / am different
from all other mothers,n Lady Mountre.
vor retorted, recklessly. 81 never wished
to have a child never wished to see him
when he was born-I never cared for him
he never cared for will-why
should the childi He'll hate me when he
grows up, and wish me dead for the sake
Of my jointure income.n
Lady Mountrevor, you cannot mean
what YOU say!"
II do mean IL. y she cried. pa~ssionatelv
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"BanIsn them, How Won ,,,k, A.
Winnie, you cannot Danish themw I..ay
Mildred moanedd rearilv s.Yon could nv
unless YOU conld rive ma n. nnst asa,
aSsin-unloss Won conld rai.a tho dsad "a
give them to me once more!n
s"The deadw repeated Winnie, sadly.
"The dead,n Lady Mountreyor returned
and Winnie saw the proud head bowed
In weeping-perhaps she was the only one
who had SO seen it since Mildred's child
hood, 'the deadlookins at me from the
white faces Of those roses over there, the
dead presence surrounding me In their
perfume, and the burial OF the dead whom
! loved and lost sounding In my ears in
the muf1ed tramp Of that Dead MnrchI'n
ut 10 90 stranger Winnie Caerlyon
whispered, and q cold, magnetic thrill of
some impending terror or surprise chilled
her blood, while her voice was almost
drowned In the noises Of the storm.
mo, it is not STRANGE Lady Mildred
said; sit is not strange at all. Death is
abroad tonight, Winnie. and the spirits Of
our dead may be nearer to US than we i'm
agine. You spoke of it, too.n
"Of whatin asked Winnie, trembling q
little, a she drew nearer to Lady Mil
dred's side.
"Of someone you had lost-of a lonely
grave In q foreign land. The white roses
reminded you as well as me-"
"Ah, yes,n said Winnie, willing to
change the dreary current of the unhappy
young lady's thoughts by some slight var
iation In the conversation; but then 1t
was not one whom had known and loved.
or who cared for me. It was q strangers
grave, dear lady Mildred-a young Eng
lish stranger, who was buried in an old
cemetery In Winston, where I lived. I
could not help going to his funeral. for I
was an English stranger, too. | felt as II
I had lost q friend, though I had nsver
seen him. poor young fellow; and / put on
mourning, and went and laid few SPRAYS
OF white roses on his coffin. l can never
look at them now-never smell their per
fume-w1thout thinking Of the poor young
soldiers funeral on that lovely summer
morning, and seeing the white flowers
around the name-plate as they laid him
down in his lonely grave. Poor u
Albert Gardiner
What" The word broke in q shril,
hoarse cry from LADY Mountreyor's white
parched lips.
albert Gardiner-a young ensign in
the British Army Winnie faltered,
sh rinking backward in involuntary ter
ror; did you know him, Lady Mountre-
vori"
know him-know himln She followed
Winnie, clntching at her dress in frantic