The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1898-08-13
WlNNIE's TRIUM PH

WlNuIE's 7RlUMPH
by THE AUTHOR or FAIRY GOLD"
Hcre-tu use his own mental declaration
las no strove TO steer for the right port,
the wind was taken clean ont of his sails
by Winnie,s quiet rcjoinder.
II have plenty of wraps, thank you. sir,
and the mornings arc seldom us cold as
tais."
But the wild March morning, In re-
morse, perhaps, for its severity to the poor
little mid, WAS kindly propitious to Cap
tain Trcdennick's generous wishes; md,
sending n sudden whirling blast, 1t blew a
long, long tress OF curling brown hair
from beneath the silk net into which its
mxuriance was thrust, and waited it right
across to Cap,atn Tredcnnick's shoulder,
twisting it around one of his anchor but
tons in a highly ingenious manner.
you might give me that long soft pretty
curlas u keepsake, Miss Caerlyon," said
he. laughing, as he carefully unwound
the Grant tress, sit wanted to come to me
evidently. Let me have it, and I'll send
you home something instead of 1t, will
youT" II
Send me home something first, sir"
responded Winnie, sllyly, but laughing
also, as she tried to fasten the llair behind
her little white ear.
rs that u bargain?" said he, eagerly.
II will keep you to it, Miss Winnie. No.
you cunt fastcn it; your little fingers are
too cold. Let mc;;' and the Captain of the
Chitto0r, with IL smile playing over his
lips and i'll his sunny blue eyes, com
menccd adjusting AWinnic's tumblcd
brown curls. Mind, as soon as ever /
send my Keepsake, you must send yours"
ne went on. looking earnestly down into
the pure girlish little face upturned to his
own, us she murmured bushful thanks,
and deeper muttered thanks for his kind
words, his kind voice, his kind manners
oh, this kind, great, tall, strong, brave,
handsome Captain of the East lndiaman
ChittOOr!-shone from the dark depths of
her lustrous gray eyes.
You haven't promised yet, Miss Wini-
fred he said, with brotherly pleasantly,
keeping hold Of her-she being but sixteen
to his great seniority OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
haps had better make sure of my keep
sake nowl What is the matter?"
The sudden ejaculation was not unrea-
sonable, for Winnie in an instant had
sprung from his side and the caressing
touch of his hand, her face flaming GRIM
son and then fading deadly white, and the
dark-gray eyes, which had glowed with
such girlish enthusiasm of gratitude upon
him, diluting for a moment with n sort Of
terror, and then blazing with aIproud de-
faint anger that startled her companion
as n new revelation of her character.
"Good-morning to you, Miss Winniel
You can take early strolls fast enough, I
seer T
The strange voice had tile peculiar dis
agreeable quality of being n naturally
vulgar one, with n strong provincial nc
cent, and likewise, being such, was tarn-
ished over, so to speak, with IL far more
vulgar assumption of genteel tone and
pronunciation, which assorted MS well
with it as the genteel afTectation did with
the provincial form of dinlect, and as well,
or as Ill, as it did With the face and figure
which had suddenly confronted Winnie.
1t seemed TO Captain Tredennick, in his
angry, startled surprise, rs if the intruder
must have sprung out of the earth-this
spare, sinewy, understood man, with O
shrewd, fox lik narrow face, and q CLEAN
of Il cold unpleasant smile in the cunning
twlnkling rea-brown eyes, and curving
around the thin pointed lips. as he darted
a quick glance from Winnie to Captain
Tredennick.
Woodworking, Mr.. Puscoe," the girl
said, coldly and %distantly; II am not TAX
ing an early stroll, though, as I dare say
you know very well, but am returning
home from Madam Viyian's,"
The man she addressed merely lifted his
eyebrows in a most disagreeably imper-
tinent smile of disbelief, and shook his head
Slightly.
Going home from Madam v@ivian's by
MennaCartheu Lane and into Tregarthen
Housa?" said he, showing the edge of
his teeth, and the smile changing into a
frown.
II was not going into Tregarthen House,
Mr.. Pascoe!!' ietorted Winnie, the color
rushing back to her pallid checks, and her
eyes flashing.
Weren't your H'ml 1t looked very
like it, Miss Winnie he replied, with an
insolent assumption of easy familiarity.
WHO is this person ?"demunded Captain
T~redcnnick, holly.
mir. Thomas Pascoc-the purscr of the
Tolgooth Mines, and n relation of my step
mothers, sir" replied Winnie, a fame Of
angry defiance on her cheeks and eyes, as
she partly turned her back on that indt-
vidual.
He perceived the action of girlish dis
dain, and the crafty underlined face grew
full of the petty malice Of a mean, little
minded mans revenge for a woman's
slight.
mo need for We to be so angry, miss"
said he, with u sneering laugh; II never
tell OF ye to your father or motheri That
is all the thanks l get-and stand your
friend in many n way besides!"
81 don't want YOU friendship" cried
Winnie, furiously. in a sudden childish
rage that shook Captain J~'redcnnick's be-
isef in the patience of his gentle little maid
very considerably. 81 don't-I don't like
you-ana you know it Mr.. pascoe! You
are always tormenting me; and 1 had
rather never see one sight Of you or hear
your voice-now!"
She burst into a passionate fit of crying,
and Captain Tredennick stood in con-
Il silence for q moment.
we're kickin' up a pretty rigs about it,
sure enough" said Mr.. Pascoe, with IN
evil look, and thrusting his hands deep
into his cont pockets; Eye might speak
cfvilly, like u well-behavcd maid, 1 think.
Are e goin' to stand here any longer, or
are e going to zone home to your fathers
housc?n
tF mn mt rainr with vou y ,.n,1;oJ WIN.