The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1899-01-14

eieht.An6.twsnty, I bsIiaYs,S
.Eghtand.t~enty, MadAfnW returned
Miss Trewhclla, Ia 4 very h~igh.pitched
tone. higher four-and-thiftyi Nj. Pas
coo, her wi step-mother'e cousin, told me
nine years ago that he believed his cousin
Winnie, as he calls her, was near three
and-twenty,n
"Oh, nonsense" said Madam, with q
satirical smile. The worthy Miss Ire
whellass strenuous efforts ut the arithme-
tic OF addition as applied to other women'a
ages. and the arithmetic of subtraction
as applied I o her own, were well knownt to
her.
Well, whatever & she Is, Madam
whether she's what I say, or seven or
etght-and-twenty as you say" Miss Ire
whella continued, shaking her head very
much and Tightening her lips in a surpris-
ing manner; "she've no notion Of Mr.. Pas
COO, Madam. Oh, dear, no! They get
very high notions In America, Madam.
Ones as good rs another, over there, I
hear. There's no mi too good, or too fine,
or too grand, for a young lady to think Of
setting her cap ut over thercl Mr.. Pascoe.
the purser-her own step-mother's cousin
amt half good enough for Miss Winnie
since she's been and got the high, presun,-
ing Yankee notions! She wasn't. ACROSS
the doorstep last night when 1 noticed it,
Madam-reely. Now isn't that surprising,
Quite the air of being somebody, you
know, Madam. and SO dressed up! Sur
prlsing, Madaml She had nothing less
than splendid gros grain on her dress,
Madam n her Grape was nine shillings
a yardi ii 1t was a penny Rely you'd
think, to see her with Lady Mountrevor,
that she was an old acquaintance of her
ladyship's, and q titled lady, too-reely
surprisingl Aud she's all night in her
l%adyship's ro II, too! They're the greatest
friends.p
"Trewhelln, please don't talk SO much
you make my head ache" her mistress
said, irritably.
"Ol:, l beg pardon, Madam-I was only
trying to amuse you, seeing as you weren't
able to work" Miss Trewhella explained,
In her most %touchingly humble and re-
proachful voice. "Of course it's nothing
to me what Miss Caerlyon aspires to or
doesn't aspire to. / shouldn't ave pre-.
sulned to mention Miss Caerlyon's sayings
or doings, or goings on in any manner,
only I thought 1t would be amusing TO you,
Madam. this terrible dreary day, and your
nerves so bad"
The worthy creatures voice subsidized into
an injured whine, aud with a melancholy
sigh she glided out of her mistress pres.
ence.
The white jewelled hands trembled
amongst the Berlin woods, and tangled
t~hem-together; and the stormy flush which
those who offended her knew SO well col
ored all Madam Vivian's pale, ivory-like
complexion.
Are they all in league against mel" she
whispered, passionately clenching her fin
gers: my nephew Stephen. that naughty,
obstinate woman, Mildred Mountrevor,
and Winnie Caerlyon3 Am l to be US
nothing, II a mans folly, a reckless, self
willed woman's whim, and a presuming
young PERSONS intentions are set on
achieving a thingS How dare she! How
dare Mildred Mountrevor make light of
my wishes and my authority in my own
house! How dare Winnie Caerlyon dream
of it! There is yet time,' said Madam,
growing feverish with anger, nj begin.
ming to pace the room; II shall put an
end to this matter, one way OF another.
Wintfred Caerlyon shall know what she
is daring il she ventures to interfere with
myplans for the future of Stephen Tired
ennick."
CHAPTER XVII.
winnie, you shall not attempt It'll Win
ME, my dear, you are mad to think of It'll
Winnie, my child, would you have your
father stand by to see you murderedS My
poor little girl, the first blow of those
waves would knock your life out in IN in
stant!"
ppyt n II alA ruS1 - AT -
not a%fraid-not afraid, if I must die, SO
long as l can save all those belowl Faith
er, father, their lives are In our handsi
Don't forbid me. Lady Mildred, speak to
him!"
"Lor' bless 'e, Miss Winnie, don't e
think of dom such like" a stout fisher.
man i%nterposed. "Iu tryl Let me try,
Lieutenant
NO" Winnie said. putting him back.
"You can hold the rope. You are a heavy
man-there might be moro danger for you;
and you have q wife and children depend
ing on you also! Twill go. Father, you
will not shy No. 1t is my duty. Father,
you will not refuse to let me risk my life
for the lives of others, will your You
would risk your own freely.n
Winnie, mychild,' he cried; with tears,
Don't tnlk 30! l can't say .No'-and ]
can't say 'Yes'-I can't stand by to see
you killed! Ny girl, you'd never accom-
plish such a terrible feat-you needn't
think OF It,"
Let me try" She kissed his face, and
murmured a few words in his ear. "Au I
have Is for you and mamma and the chill
dren, father; you will find papers in my
desk" and the grave. reserved. unemo.
tlonai father shook with sobs, and turned
away to hide from the sight Of his gentle
daughters going to her doom.
Winnie dear-Winnie lovep Lady Mil
dred cried, choking with agitation. win.
ME, II anything happens to you, / shall
feel myself q murderess for the rest of my
life. My brave girl, Heaven keep youl
I'll pray for you here on my knees, Win.
ME, until I see your face again. Kiss me.
doar."
Never again in Tolgooth. or Tregarthen,
or in the whole countryside, did anyone
fear or regard Mildred. Lady Mountrevor,
as a cold-hearted, naughty, unapproacha-
BILE woman, after that dreadful day on
Tregarthen Head. ..She was like one OF
ourselves" they said, referring to her wo-
manly excitement. fear, grief, and affec.
ton. Those whom she had fiercely scold-
cd forgave her when she entreated them
as those OH whose aid she depended-those
whom she imperiously ordered about
obeyed her, and would have lone so with.
out even the promises she lavished OF re-
ward. The women pitied her, and shed
tears for her distracted grief ana excite
ment at her beloved cousins possibly nm.
timely end; they liked her and admired
her for her passionate, remorseful tender
ness to poor little Winnie Caerlyon.
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