The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1900-11-24

was not far away, and many a time
inthe dark nights before the final down.
fall came the girl had often listened il
her bed to hear the enemy's horse beat,
ing upon the hard pike" and hae
looked up TO see her father sitting near
the door with his gun lying across hii
knees.
'Let me cav now, mother" sale
the girl. ".You are worn out"
You attend to the fire" the woman
replied, looking round with a sigh
That's hard enough. And, besides
yol can't weave"
"But | can try"
.Yes, and while you are trying tn.
work will be going to waste. If yor
would only do as l beg of YOU"
An appealing look from the CIR
checked her. "You know whatI mean
she said.
Yes" the girl replied, 81 know"
"Then you know what I want you Il
do"
Eyes"
Then why don't you do it?"
Because I can't"
The woman frowned. ""But you car
see me kill myself ut work"
u am compelled to see it, but Il
grieves me nearly to DEATH"
IF it did, you would seek a remedy
and n is at hand. What have Idons
for you? have stolen the time to give
You all the education I had-we have
hidden our books in the woods, because
your father thought they were fool
ish-''
II know all that. mother"
Slut you don't think of it,"
"Yes,. ! do, when you are asleep. Blu,
to save my life Ican't marry that man.
The woman turned from her loom
II suppose You are going to be foolish
enough to say that you don't love him..
II don't love him.
"Ah, l thought so. But you could re.
spect him."
Il might, but / couldn't respect my.
self"
Your father must have been right
Our books were silly, to put such no.
tons in your head. I married for love
Ella, and what did it mean? A life oil
drudgery. And that is what a love mar.
riage generally amounts to for a WON.
an. You will at least promise me tc
think over it"
Yes, I will promise that" /.
The girl went 10 bed and she kept he,
promise to think over it. The mother
was soon asleep, and the girl could hear
her sigh in her troubled dreams. But
the more she thought the more she dis.
liked old Lige Coster. he was the loud.
est man that had ever ridden through
the neighborhood. It was his business
to ride about, buying steers. He looked
like a red steer. His red hair Che was
bald except on the sides of his head)
stuck up like the horns of a steer. He
had q laugh that sounded like the low
OF a steer. Once he had a fight with q
mar and did not use his hands at all.
He kicked like a steer. But he made
money, he had a house painted green,
with sunf1owers in the yard, but with
steers lowing in the back lot. He had
said that his wife would not have to
work. and this statement found Gre
dence gwomenwh knew that
his first wife had almost killed herself
with hard labor. AS the neighbors ex
pressed it. he had made a dead set at
Ella. He had laughed, or lowed, when
she had kindly told him to 60 his way
lie said that he would bat that he
would come back again; and he did,
not only once, but many times. He had
thought that Sam Mayfield, the wag-
gish school-teacher. stood in his way
And it was a fact, u stronger fact than
he supposed, but Mayfield could
promise her nothing better than a life
of hard work.
Early the next morning the teacher
stopped at the Towson house on his
way to school. The girl met him atthe
fence. Looking back she caught sigh,
of her mothers angry face.
"The postmaster says that you ars
writing letters to the government
said the girl. "What are you doing tina,
for?"
s.In the interest of your father" he
answered.
"But that won'tdo any good.HH
1T may. I have told them what 4
brave union soldier he was during the
war. That will have a good effect, II
it is properly presented. And / an
working onitlike a man writing a book
l find that he saved the flag more thar
once; and I also indthat there is con,
siderable doubt ms to his killing tn.
deputy"
HE declared that he didn't" Ella re.
FLIED.
"Ycs and nobody ever knew him tc
tell q lie. I have been poking around a