The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1905-02-24

his leary old eyes on a level with hers
! want to kick him downstairs-aad
yet, the Lord knows, I'm not any more
fit to go near her myself"
Just Their he happened to look across
the street and noticed n woman
dressed in dark clothes. peering at the
house of the biggest millionaire in the
ALLEY" She walked up and dow in
front OF the avenue entrance several
times. looking as if undecided whether
TO enter or not. Finally she stepped in
side the gate and aside. behind the
shrubbery, still keeping near the street.
Richard was Instantly himself again:
the lover was drowned in the police
reporter.
Here was a mystery. Let me see.
who lives thereof course. l., no
end Of money: nan about town. no
end bad reputation. and by jove. as I'm
alive, booked to return tonight from
his wedding tour. Plain as pike-staff,
h a woma has Il srievance-old flame,
he's Tilted her -she's going to raise
Il row when they come home. Great
story. You're in luck old chap. I'll
stay this thing through to the finish.
Relieve the she devil has carholic or
small parcel in her hand
He hurried down the street. crossed
over and waited. In Il few moments
a cab drove up to the gate and Il man
stepped out and carefully handed out
d Breathless With excitement
he watched them walk up the path
toward h house, keeping one eye on
the shrubbeHy meanwhile saying to
himself: TN stop our little game. my
pretty lady. Lord I'd like to know who
you are-I will know before the night
is over" He stepped lightly up the
path behind them and just as the dark
figure of the woman slipped out Of the
S~hrubbery, with her hand outstretched
he sprang forward With Il warning
cry.
The mysterious ona stopped as if
shot. With a faint cry of alarm. The
millionaire and his Wife both turned in
amaZement, the house Dol Ope"ed sud
denly flooding the path With light and
revealing to his astonished eyes the
trembling figure of the new reporter.
white-faced and looking ready to cry.
We'll. what does this mean? l am
at a loss to understands queyicd the
millionaire. impatiently.
At this uncture the girl stepped for
ward and &aid:
Il am representing the Tribune: we
would like the story of your trip The
words came tumbling out. one word
upon another. like 4 child's lesson
learned by rote.
But this young man, I do not UNDER
stand" said the man. with an unsatis-
fed and suspicious air.
All a mistake sir; l beg your par
don" explained the police reporter,
making 4 hurried exit before the girl
had time TO recognize him.
AS the door closed upon the three
and left him alone under the stars, he
called himself a bally ass" and several
other equally complimentary names.
But he waited for her. oh. yes: and as
they walked. together oward the Office,
she told him how ~unspeakably awful
1t had been. that first assignment. She
could not make up her mind to be
turned down by the servants in all
probability, so she decided to wait out
sid till they arrived and risk speak,
ing to them at first hand-"it was all
so hard, and she was sure that she
never, never would in all this world
make good reporter"
So was he-and he told her so. Then
undcc the shade OF the avenue trees