The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1902-10-17


They will sell for something, at least,
when 1 am gone"
MFR. Harvey" cried Ernestine, look
ing up with wistful surprise, you are
not going away?"
Eyes"
"Where?"
ITO the river, the railroad track, any
lonely, desolate place, where 1 can end
a life that has hitherto been of no use
to myself or any one else, that l can
see."
"And leave me-"
.'Ernestine, it cannot be possible that
you care for me-"
'But I do, Wallace" she owned, half
laughing, half embarrassed. 'Now
take my advice; it may be worth some
thing, even though am nothing but a
girl. Wait little longer, trust in
Providence, and remember that there
is one,at least, who cares for YOU"
''Ernestine, my little darling. But it
is of no use," he faltered, dropping
the soft palm he had taken. "Hush!
there is knock at the door-more
duns, 1 suppose
1t was a letter which the little err
rand girl threw into the room as if
she, too, fully appreciated Mr.. Har-
ney's social and financial status in the
esta blishment.
"Miss Tiny" she cried, tartly, as she
did so, "your ma wants you to come
right downstairs d'reckly."
But Ernestine, for once in her life
disrespectful of the maternal behest,
stopped to pick up the letter and hand
it to Mr.. Harvey before she left the
room.
Perhaps it is good news" she said,
smiling archly, and then went away.
Mrs. Glenfield was all impatience for
| her return downstairs; she wanted to
send her to the dress maker's about
dress which was to have been done,
and wasn't done. And the conscience
stricken dame of sewing silk and scis-
sors sat down at once to put on the
finishing touches, and so it was quite
dark before Ernestine again reached
home. | .EE
"What do you suppose has hap
pened?" asked Mrs. Glenfield, meet
ing her daughter at the door.
81 don't know" said Ernestine.
"Becky has broken another piece out
of the china set, suppose"
Mrs. Glenfield shook her head.
"Mr. Harvey has gone"
"Gone! Where?"
"The dear knows-I don't Paid his
self, over and above. And he has
gone"
Ernestine's cheeks famed up, and
then grew pale. Gone! after what she
had owned to him that very morning
Gone! without leaving any farewell
word or message for her! Well, it
served her right for so far forgetting
her womanly reserve and maidenly
dignity as she had done. And poor
little Ernestine, went moping about
the house for day or two, looking the
mere shadow of her former self.
At the end of three days Mr.. Harvey
came back
care you glad to see me, Ernestine 2"
81 don't know" the little damsel an
swered, demurely. 81 dare say mamma
will be very happy to hear how you
are getting on"
Harvey, and Ernestine went to call
Mrs. Glenfeld.
81 have come to ask & great favor Of
you. madam he said, as the worn
looking boarding house keeper came
I into the room.
Mrs. Glenfeld shrank into herself,
as it were.
eff it's lending money" she began.
rather obviously.
"But it is not" said Mr.. Harvey, with
an amused sparkle in his eyes. eft is
much greater favor than that. ]
want you to give me your daughter.
Mrs. Glenfield''
"But you can't support her." quoth
the downright widow
81 can, if 100000 will do it. I have
brown stone house ready to receive
her, and you, too. if you will honor us
by being our guest"
Mrs. Glenfield stared at her visitor
as if he were speaking the. Sanscrii
language. Ernestine uttered a little
cry of astonishment.
; at is true" Mr.. Harvey smilingly
asserted. turning to the girl. "You
remember that letter you gave me-
It was the legal notification of the
death of a distant relative, whose very
existence was almost unaware of
, I was his only heir. and his decease
has made me. all of a sudden, wealthy
man. Ernestine, you owned that yoJ
5 loved me, when l was a poor man; YOU
will not withdraw your precious heart
now that am unexpectedly rich?'
And what did Ernestine answer
We leave the reader to guess. But
, Mrs. Glenfield's boarding house wa,
, closed at once, and the pearl of Err
/ nestine's beauty is properly set at last
". Y. Weekly.
Quite n Colony.
A remarkable family passed