The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1903-08-21

Il was with Sir George Booth. last
summer, at Chester
Il see" said my uncle, you've had
practice before at running away"
From Wilmington bridge, you
mean" said I. Yes; Whitesock car
ried me through the fight, and then
thirty miles from the field before I,
drew rein. 1 got clear by forf&iting
The Chase and Cops Holding"
My uncle raised his hands and let
them fall. THE Chase and Cops
Holding" he groaned; II would ex-
change my waste of barren hills for
the rental Of either. Nephew, I have
done wrong to desert Butley Croft for
so many years. You will dash the es-
a to pieces"
Sir Arthur" I cried, would you
have me Idle when such things were in
train? How could 1 hang back? Why,
there are others who have lost all for
the king"
And it is likely you have lost all.
too" said Sir Arthur, locking enc
meusly upon me. "Bo you think they
this 2"
I stared at my uncle In establishment.
I had supposed our family to De i'm
bued through and through with the
principles in which I a Seen brought
up. and these were, that the sacrifice
of anything and everything was to- be
made at once, and gladly In the service
Of the king. Then I bethought myself
that perhaps my uncle, keeping aloof.
from such affairs for SO many years
had conceived ~unfavorable opinions Of
my rashness, and supposed that I had
pushed forward when there was but,
little need. wasting strength which
might afterward have been more use
full.
He sat staring into the fire, the long,
slender fingers Of one hand tapping
nerveusly on the back Of the other,
In form he was tall and thin, and'
slightly STOPPING, and, though still I'M.
der GO, his hair was white.
You nave reason to be afraid,
nephew" said he, looking up at me,
quickly. IF they catch you now they
ship you off to the colonies"
I laughed and stood up.
They have to catch me first" said l.
I stripped off my riding coat, and my
uncle glanced at me curieusly.
I must make you my banker, sir"
and his eye fired instantly. A small,
sharp knife for making pens lay on the!
table, and I took it and began to rip,
up the lining OF my coat. AS I hacked
at the stitches gold coins began to pour
down freely. Some rolled on the floor,
n Sir Arthur Vaughan peunced IN
these n collected them carefully
Then he began to arrange them in;
stRsfH& OF ten. He laughed gleefully'
aSsksTdid SO. "Why, Godfrey. this Is
a rafe device to store your meney 1t:
clinks in its fall like the music. IT'S
O. second Shove Of Danae."
When I haa the word to march,.
said I. Roger Thorne, the steward,
fastened to drum up what store Of geld
there was about the place; and old
Dorothy, the housekeeper, sat levin at
once to fasten them in small parcels
in my Goa I wanted to put them in
a bag. but she insisted, and. indeed. I
have carried them more easily and
surely thus"
"one hundred and seven pieces of
minted gold" said Sir Arthur. 1.-THE
sight does my eyes good"
why, uncle" I cried, surely you
and gold are not such strangers as
that. I have heard that you nave, here
half as nan acres again as we at
Butley Croft
Acres" repeated my uncle, twisting
his features into a contenptuous ex-
preston, acres enough and that were
all. But Of what worth? Three out OF
four OF them will feed you one sheep,
and that a little. one. per acre, and the
rest are nothing great to speak Of"
Land SO poor as that went clear be-
yond my experience or Imagination,
and I could only nod my head in SYM
pathy as my uncle continued to grum-
BILE about the poverty of Nant-y-Bryn.
Never q penny do 1 receive in coin
from the tenants" said he, reaching a
black leathren book from a shelf near
the fireplace, and opening 1t. Here
are their methods OF payment. and you
might as we'll try to shake the hills
themselves as try to change their Gus
toms Jenkin Evans" he read. holds
sixty acres Of land known as Tynant
He pays yearly two cows. a S~-year-eld
on. and -four sheep. Evan Jenkins holds
seventy acres. Frongoch. he pays three
tubs Of autter, six pigs and thirty
sheep. Pedr Williams. the weaver, he
pays forty yards Of hemespun,cleth and
a rell ofFblanket stuff. I have to be my
own chairman, and turn these things
to account as well as I can. It's a poor
country this, a peor country"
Continued Next Week.)