The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1903-06-26

/ L . d mighty TlShS tuiuS, InSOTd,
said her uncle. the physician, de-
iberately. 'Heredity will show in spite
of everything, and his father hate
to shock you, little girl, but Myron
| Perry's father died an alcoholic"
The girl drew herself up proudly.
L am not afraid to trust him, uncle.
| You cannot find a nobler, steadier
man in the state. His nerves are iron
and his whole physique gladiatorial
| lenial of excess. No one looking into
his calm, true eyes can question his
stability"
| 81 hope sol am sure i hope So
| for your sake, Theora, but blood will
/ tell. l can remember when his
| father was as perfect physically as
the son is now, before dissipation
| shuffled him to an early grave"
Theora Tabler left her crusty I'M
Gle surrounded by the gloomy bind
ings of his books and went out Oh
the lawn where Myron Perry, in ten
mis- flannels, swung a winning rae
auet. He dropped it at sight of his
iancee and came laughing to the
| steps.
"Whew! It's hot, Theora! What
makes you so solemn? Been reading
the lives of departed monks with
your uncle?"
| She shook her head, the resolve to
confide in him her uncle's fears for
her future dying under the refuta~
ton of his strong smile. She might
better accuse the Colossus of Rhodes
of physical weakness than brand this
mental, moral Hercules with a de-
| grading taste.
| She tried to forget her uncle's OBJ
| lection to her marriage, but itNpreyed
on her mind unconsciously, and often
she awakened from terrifying dreams
in which young Perry, always her
husband, lay in an alcoholic stupor,
the strong, earnest lines of his face
! irresolute and flaecid. But, waking,
she still trusted him. and prepare
tons for the wedding went on apace.
Let us go quite away by our
selves" she begged. when the ques-
ton of the bridal journey came up.
There will be time enough for dress
| parade when we come back"
From fairy land" he finished, low
ingly. (Which will be anywhere that
you are for me. You shall choose the
realm
| unlike the princess who across
the night, beyond the day, through
all the world, followed him." she
quoted, too happy to remember she
had proposed a honeymoon remote
from the world that she might study
him and combat any hereditary de-
sire for drink that might arise. Let
us go to papa's cattle ranch and en-
| JOY the Indian summer roughing it,
| she said.
: He acquiesced, as he would have
| agreed to reside in prairie dog town
if she accompanied him. So immedi-
ately after the church ceremony they
were hurried off to catch western
going train and next morning break
tasted ON fried bacon and hoe cakes,
served on the Clipped china of the
head cowboys cabin.
| An hour later their tete-a-tete was
interrupted by the clatter of drag
/ ging spurs, which gave distant warn
ing of the cowboys approach.
Hits an order to round up the
strags!". he announced, his frowsy
head preceding soiled document
into their presence through the open
window. "Kin you-all git along i
week or SO by your lonsomes:
Thar's heaps of victuals on hand to
cook and two bottles of whisky
Theora shivered. do We think you-all
c0uld cook for yourselves. ma'am?''
looking doubtfully at her fimsy,
trailing silk and diamond-bedecked
| white hands.
| 'Of course" she cried with childish
pleasure in the thought. II can make
beautiful biscuits. Myron. We won't
have any more of those greasy meal
cakes. Oh, won't it be fun?"
| So the cowboy departed I'M
mourned. leaving his cabin to the
| mercy of tender-foot rule, and the
| newly made Benedict, spurred by ne
cessity. laid aside his coat and pres
| emily his collar, to chop wood, and
the bride shed her rings and smoth-
cred her lace cascaded silk negligee
under an apron improvised from a
| clean dish towel.to manufacture cake
| and coffee for their lunch
And so week passed. A gloriously
happy interlude in two lives. a pas
toral opera in which love sang the
solo part from the setting of a log
cabin nesting like .snuif-brown toy
ark between high, verdant hilis. They
never wearied of themselves or the
silent grandeur. and Theora's fears.
for moment stimulated by the cow
boz 5 mention of his stock of whisky,