The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1903-11-27
and saw none but CLOUDS Of gold IN GO

ana saw none but clouds OF gold In rnos
long vista OF their future. Ss
I could only sit and gaze longinglyss
and eagerly while the phantom faded
away from my gaze. Another picture
now rose before me.
I saw myself clad in a cheerful morn
ing robe. Charles had ~prospered In
business, gold poured into his Golfers.
and with gold came fashion, with am
bition ana pride and a score OF demons
In her train, 1t whispered:
y. You are young n o are beauti-
full. In the great world you would bio
an acknowledged queen. Put your
husbands wealth to use. Let not your
beauty fade out in the nursery. Your
child viii get on well enough lin the
nurses care. Live in the world and
shine like a queen"
And this was the beginning Of the
shadow which darkened the picture. I
saw the glitter of the ball, the splendid
equipage and the stately apartments.
amid it all through the opened
door OF a neglected nursery I saw a.
pale, drugged 4-year-old child slowly
dying. The end came. The tiny rose
wood casket was closed over the fea-
lures Of the child who died of motherly
neglect. I saw a strong man bend in
convulsed grief over his dead boy and
then go out silently and, growing
er a by day, turn to his business
again, | heard frantic bursts of grief
from the stricken mothers mouth and
clasped my jexeled hands in anguish.
Along pause fell between, and h
another, the last, picture fell before
me- l recognized it's faithfulness at
once. Ten years interviewed between
TINS picture and the preceding one. I
had not changed save to fuller and per-
iected beauty Everything was as plain
as day-the magnificent furnishings
NJ r hn Ehn" q III M -{1,@l ~~4 - - -nEAn-S -
costly tables, bronz and marble stat
ues Inc china and silver wares, and
through these walls / moved, a cold
and beautiful woman Of ice. I shrank
from the portraiture with dismay. But
while l sat and gazed into the picture
glided a pale. careworn man wearing
the same expression l had often seen
upon my husbands face. How
changed he looked from the hopeful.
manly Charles Gordon who had stood
before pe in the moonlight He had
been a grave and silent man ever since
his boy died, but there was now fresh
trouble eating away his life.
What has brought this about?n
asked.
In a moment my question was an
sWered. Into the magic picture came
g shadowy finger which pointed to the
paper-strewn table at which my hus-s
band sat. I gased and beheld a reyela-
ton, and mechanically my eye ran over
every paper he opened. The catalogue
was fearful-a long array of bills
q long array OF which I recognized dis
tinctly my w agency, and balancing
this catalogue stood a tangled trade.
empty Golfers, with the word "Panic!,
written as with a pen of fire. While
ne sat and unfolded each paper and
laid 1t aside l stole nearer and gazed
Upon h n he had just taken It
was my latest bill, the bill for my ball
dress. I made a movement to snatch
IT from him, and the spell was broken
VIVA is 1t, Daisy? You asleep here
and dreaHing7" I started and to find
myself seated in the great velvet chair
and my husband standing beside me.
Did I fall asleep? I must. But You.
Charles, you have not slept!" I gaid,
Tor Just then ! noticed that he was In !
his coat and full dress.
Il have been up late. looking over
some papers l brought from the store.
But 1 was just going up stairs. You
should be asleep before this. he added.
half r~eprovingly. his eyes wandering
with a sort OF panied look over my
toilet.
Why do you not speak to mo.
Charles? You are in some great trou-
bic. Oh, Charles, I nave had 8. dream
this evening that has shown me myself n
in my true light. I am nothing, more
than nothing. = I'm drag instead Of
a helpmeet. Speak to me, Charles, and
tell me that you do not hate me-
Can you bear the worst, Daisy?'@h0Ms
asked hoarsely. lifting his, eyes 3
nine.
Anything, anything, my dear hus-&
band. I awe been blind, but the scales
have fallen now. Tell me everything
Are We ruined?"
W. are" he whispered In a thick,
unsteady tone. THE crisis has carried
me down. I have dragged away the
long hours of this night lgNtOsd
y1se some loophole of escape, but all In
vain. / do not care for myself, but ii
you-you, Daisy. and he groaned IN
bitterness Of spirit.
l could not bear it without burst
OF tears; he SO thoughtful, 1 SO selfish.
/ pressed my lips to his burning fore
head and said. amid my sobs, No.
Charles, not ruined, for we have saved L
cur love from the wreck"
Charles looked at me steadily, and
weight seemed to have been lifted on
his head. His lips lost their grim ext
preston and there was a ripple OF tears
In his voice.
Daisy, you have saved met he said.
"Maddened by the thought OF the NOR
row, I know not but the result might
have been this-see!" and he drew
forth a little vial labeled ''laudanum..
from his vest pocket. But you haves
saved me. darling
Charles, we have both been maditrss
I said. with pallid lips, and striving for
his sake; Io sa5aa.s. cSt..c terror that be-l
girt my whole being When I realized
how nigh my husband had stood to the
wretched guilt Of suicide. And Cod
forgive me for my want of sympatfiyI
In all your troubles and help HE from
this hour to be your faithful Wife
And sitting there late In the night
my husband lkneeling beside me and
with his head upon my lap, I bent mysf
cheek to his, and the tears, baptizinksf
our reunion, fell upon the folds of3myE
last folly-my ball dress.
Table Decoration.
For dinner table decorations as fa.
as coloring Is concerned 1t is best t3
keep to the warmer tints. Avoid th1EN
use of white by itself ana keep d
shades of crimson, old gold or event
bronze tones. the latter .especiallyHs
where there is a large display ofofdM
silver. The vases may be filled withE
well berried holly points and mistletoe.
with roses as q sort Of undergroWthEss
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