The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1899-02-04
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hita ttsttS plstnrss whsh he WAS AilbHsd
ID ~ Into hef room, had hit0Hath6f hAdeAl

M TN Mykkett9W 4ssR LADY WAA kA1Nee4l
shitA btsttS tletures whshhe WAs AtlHWsd
10 { pinto her room, had altogether hAdsa
most tranquilikfng effect on tho *unng
gahtleman's turbulent spirit.
He had taken to his uncle Stephen az
he called him, with wonderful affection
also; but the fear of teinR deprived Of o.
romp or walk with him, and being con-
signed to J%eanneton and the terrible
hlack-andswhtte crucitix, OF which he was
30 much afraid, and the orderly, silent
household Mt RosewofthS. where he WA
80 constantly shut up In his mother'ssuite
Of rooms, would have been sufficient In it
self to make him more careful in the mat
ter Of temper and obedience.
Poor child, like many another human
nature grown hateful, distorted, danger
o to itself and those who come in con.
tsct with 1t, his needed but the removal of
the warptng process, the gentle touch Of
guiding hand, the sweet air OF freedom, a
CLEAN Of the sunshine of love, to make 1t
spring up fair and flourishing aud ounu
to the core, ready to blossom hereafter,
and bring forth good fruit, instead Of
apples OF SOdom, grown from the soil OF
an embittered spirit and an empoisoned
heart.
"Hnsh!' his mother said. 'sYou must
go away now, Eustace."
Are you going to have a partyf" he in
quired, wistfnlly. "Mightn't I stay for
the party, mamma-stay with uncle
Stephen.e"
Uncle Stephen doesn't want yon at the
party" Lady Mildred: said, a suppressed
smile breaking over her face: she wouldn't
have you here on any account. Go away
5-go away now, my dear = she added, more
gently; there are gentlemen coming n
stairs. By-and-by uncle Stephen will let
you in, perhaps" s
There's nobody coming but uncle
Stephen, and the doctor, and a gentleman
like a minister the precocloussyoungster
persisted.
ooh, yes, there ISL said Lady Mildred,
with q slight laugh1..there is q new aunt
coming
"a new aunt. mammal Isn'tmy grand,
aunt comings Is 1t my old aunt-your
aunt ma. aunt Viv'an!s Is it aunt Vivian.
mlhh6rliRssa
"Nol;ssssasashis mother, ut is aunt Tired.
ennick
1t wasposxlSng-sufer ing loving jean.
netong who 6ysnfsr from the ebulli-1
ton Of HIS hunHHsSa1rdship's angry grief at
being exc1udeaa2fftMst he party and. his
uncle Stephens, society, win would
have let him In If hssShad seen hiMnAhsI
knew uncle Stephen would, +" he cried,
howling as loudly as he dared, III his dis.
appointment.
flush, hush, mon eher1r Jeannetoh
soothed. ut is o a party, 1t is q fete, see
You, my little one-a fcte--nne fcte dc
trtstesse, rratnlent! There are none Of the
guests, or the music, or the beautiful
roses."
There are" said Lord Eustace, dogged-
ly. Mamma had on her blue silk, and
the beautiful white thing that she wore ut
q party one time"
Half IN hour afterwards his Lordship
Eustace Mountrevor was more thoroughly
convinced than ever, if it were possible, of
the correctness Of his own information
and the absurdity of Jeanneton's misrep.
resentation, when. on cautiously and
c%leverly eluding her vigilance. he rushed
upstairs, and, softly opening the door OF
that pretty sitting-room on the first floor,
with it's r%ose-colored hangings, creptquiet
r>.aaa MAJ wa