The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1900-08-18

bugs. They never care how much they
make other people wait. But take
notice they don't like 1t when they
are kept waiting themselves. 1t was
no doubt a matter of important bnsi-
ness for your grandfather to see him
last night, I suppose"
Oh, yes. He was TO pay grand
father a lot of money"
so! What do you call n lot?'"
We'll, | don't rightly know how
much it was, but it was thousands l
heard them talking about" !.
Them Who? Your grandfather
and MI. Willmarth2"
"Oh, no, sir; my grandfather and
my father, sir. Mr.. Willmarth didn't
come"
At this juncture the captain
stepped out Of the parlor again, and
addressing her pleasantly, said:
mr.. Willmarth is not able to see
you, but you can give me the letter
and / will take it in"
She did not even think of hesitating
about compliance with an order from
the captain and promptly handed
over the letter, with which he again
retired. Inside the parlor door he
tore 1t open and read:
"Dick Willmarth-You have broken
your word to mt. Maybe you think
you can defy me, but you can't. I'll
make 1t cost you dearcr yet. It's not
$1,000 you'll pay me today, but $4,000,
and tomorrow it will be $4,000. You
know we'll that / can get as good from
the other side for what | am able to
tell, and it will be we'll for you not
to push too far the patience of
Michael Mccartney.
A verbal reply was given to Kitty,
conveying the impression to her mind
TINT the matter upon which her
grandfather had written would be at
tended to by Mr.. Willmarth immedi-
ately, and she was sent home, an off
Ger seeing her through the crowd and
well on the way to prevent her being
spoken to by any II III the mob who
might have impaired an inlling OF
what had happened. When she
thought she was left to go alone, after
the officer had turned back, she was
much mistaken. She was "shadowed'
all the way, and her father and grand
father were, without their knowing
anything about it as yet, put under
strict police surveillance at once.
Kitty's appearance upon the scene
explained what had previously been Il
puzzle for the policc-viz, why
should Banker Willmnrth have been
at so late an hour in that remote part
of the city where he met his fate?'
The reporters, too, had been puzzled
over that question, and offered vari-
GUS suggestions, or less prepos-
ferrous, to answer it. One sensational
paper exploited, very cautiously, but
effectively, n pretense Of exclusive in
formation concerning the mystery in
which a married woman and a jeal-
GUS husband played important parts.
The customary endeavor by the po-
lice to keep correct Information from
the reporters was of course made,
with the usual measure of success. As
i'll all such cases, there was u leak
somewhere, through which trickled
just enough that was true to serve as
a substantial foundation for hypothe-
SEES which were all false. Thus it vas
that somehow the name of Michael
Mccartney got into print, as ina mys-
FERROUS and indefnable way, linked
with the nocturnal wnnderings of the
banker, and the paper originating the
married woman and jealous hus-
band" ruinor even went so far as to
promise ''ah interview with Mrs. Nc
Caffrey" In n later edition. 10 the
general public that name had no par
ticnlar significance, but it was as an
electric light flashing out upon II dark
night to a young MAJ OH n railroad
train, homeward bound toward New
York, when it met his eye.