The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1904-01-01

SOIuc mOH1CAUbs was WOuAu dI0uAiu
with silver paper and stamped with a
name in gold letters.
For you, Mamie" she said, putting
it down on the plate of young girl who
sat near her and who opened heT prize
to find prophetic line which she
quickly concealed, the light in her eyes
seeming to indicate that it was OF an ac-
ceptable nature. But then Mrs. Lacey
was too amiable a hostess to draw out
from any ball of fate prophecy other
wise than cheerful.
So interested did the company become
in what the mysterious ball might bring
forth that they ceased to follow the for
tunes or misfortunes Of Mrs. Lacey's
sentimental youth and maiden.
Here's a compass for you, Tom.
Dame Fortune knows that you need
one"
"She is fully aware how far you fail
in your duty to me and tries to supple
ment my environment to the extent of
her power. am deeply grateful"
cit is a comfort to me to know that
there is some influence which will call
out the exercise of that virtue. I was
not aware that you were capable of it
in any circumstances.
81 have always said that your lack of
perspicuity prevented your having the
slightest understanding of the many ex-
cellences of my character"
The silver cord slowly unwound a
rich harvest of gifts and then glitter
ing length unbroken by prophesy or
keepsake.
tnx oil rod q
said Tom. ''How has he offended Fate
that he should be unblessed?"
1.-THE end is not yet. 1t may be that
the last served will be the best remem-
bered."
"On the same principle that he who
laughs last laughs best?'"
But Hal declines to laugh. Though
[ tempt him never SO wisely he sits like
his grandsire carved in granite or
something equally uncompromising.
Hal has been engaged in more Sc
rious business than laughing or max
ing laughter You cannot expect him
to be amused by the trivialities which
divert your inferior mind"
IF defending the flag against assaults
In summer islands makes man so glum
IuCIC dIc HpOl IuhI ALOi GA I1Ahh
political disadvantages in buying up job
lots of vagrant SOIL
Il am only waiting with intense ex-
citement for my fate" demonstrated
Hal. you were not SO frisky, either
until you found out that Fortune had
not great evil treasuring up to throw at
YOU" 9
"Ah, here It isl said Mrs. Lacey, with
shrek of delight. Il know it is worth
waiting for. Nothing bad could be shut
up in so pretty box"
Hal opened his treasure and took
peep at what it contained-a tiny gold
ring with pearl like drop of dew ly-
| ing in a lily-shaped setting. He thought
| the happiest moment nof his life had
been when he put that ring on Kittie's
slender white finger. She had given it
back to him when the quarrel came, but
| he had begged her to keep it and some
| time when she might feel the old love
return to send it to him as a token OF
| forgiveness.
But l shall never send it back" she
had said.
Still he had tried to hope that some
| Ilulc sic WOulu nave hScu vi ulLi dHU
that she might send him the mute invi
tation to come back to her. Now it had
come to him on the cord of fate.
| He put the little box into his pockel
with an air of carelessness and fixed his
eyes attentively upon Mrs. Lacey. who
was proceeding with her story with re-
newed interest and enthusiasm. But
Hal was not thinking of the story. He
did not care about the youth in the
thorny wilderness, remembering how
| far he had wandered in the wilderness
in the three years that had passed since
| he had last sat at Mrs. Lacey's hospita
BILE table and listened to Halloween
yarns. He could not recollect that he
had ever known how that fatal quarrel
had arisen. He only knew that all the
stars went out and he was alone among
| the thorns.
| The company was again absorbed in
| the fate of the unfortunate lovers in the
moonlight and Hal chose a convenient
moment to slip out unobserved. He
pushed aside the heavy curtain where
the chief deity of the Halloween cere.
monial had entered and passed out into
wide corridor, down which he walked
| till he came TO a closed door. He was
about to knock, thinking that possibly
| his fate lay within, when a cry, low but
thrilled with terror, came from behind
| the. door He opened it hastily and en-
tered a dim room. Opposite the dooI
was a fireplace before which was tbs
black-robed figure trying to beat back
the flames that had caught the folds OF
face. He sprang forward, catching
heavy cover from table in the center
of the floor, and in a moment had
| thrown it around her and crushed out
the flames in its folds.