The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1905-07-14
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Now, then. my beauty" the little
woman was conscious of a distinct
feeling OF relief when the hedge was
passed safely and the sharp, Jagged:
drop at the other side was cleared in
the animals safe %plodding a She
was settling herself in her saddle with
a determined resolution to be in at the.
death. when she heard a sharp, crash
ing sound behind her, and, turning her
head, saw with a feeling of horror i'm
possible to describe that Vixen had
failed her master. just at the most
critical moment.
The poor beast had caught her hind
legs in the hedge, and although she.
made a gallant attempt to right her
self. it was all in vain, and she rolled
over n over. paying for her morn
ins's Derversity and bad temper by a
broken back. And, Courtenay-
With trembling limbs which would
scarcely support her. Mrs. Courtenayt
dlsmounted and crossed over to where
he was lying, so still, so motionless.
that she was almost afraid to lay her
hand upon his heart, to see If life still
remained with him. Yes, there was an
answering beat, and with a sob of re-
lief. she raised his hand upon her lap
crying as she loosened the fastenings'
from about his throat:
ooh. my darling, my darling. / shall
never forgive myself. It's all my fault
all my fault"
AS tnOuSn IeT voice IaQ TetlcIleu nliIl
even in his Inconsistencies, he Stirredi
uneasily, murmuring: I'm all right.
Gladys" drifting away even as he
spoke into that mysterious land which
is so near unto death.
But help was at hand. The thud of
horses hoofs dundee in the distance,
drawing gradually nearer and nearer,
and in n few minutes tender hands
were busy rendering willing as
sistance where 1t was so sorely needed.
With as little delay as possible q doctor
was summoned, and the still uncon-
broing farm house, where for days he
lay and fought his grim battle with
death.
Conclusion of the brain, DR.. FENDER
son pronounced it, but Courtenay's
splendid constitution and physique
when his wife was Worn almost to q
shadow, by her assiduous attentions
and renlorseful upbraidings, he opened
his eyes With the full light of reason in
them, and. seeing her there, put out
his hands in a weak uncertain fashion.
She held them closely in a warm, firm
clasp for a moment or two and as she
laid his face against his, he sank into
q calm dreamless sleep, Which told her
that all danger was happily past.
After this his %recovery was rapid, and
one bright morning he was granted per-
Iisosl " ASasN lAo " L y
to be his birthday, and after a pafnful-
ly slow journey down stairs. which re-
minded him he was not quite as strong
as he thought. he settled himself, with
his wifets assistance, as comfortably as
possible, upon the breakfast room sofa.
He also found himself reminded OF the
fact that he was entering upon another
year of his life, by various letters and!
momentos placed upon the little table
close at hand. .Languidly examining
them in turns, he came at last to a
long, narrow cardboard box, With no
address whatever, and. upon opening
it found to his astonishment a dozen
vivid purple ties.
"Why-why, what's this he began,
and then a glance at his wife's crimson
ing face told him who was the donor.
GLADYS. why have you given me
thesa?" he asked tenderly, as he held
out his arms toward her. {:
observation-disclosures 1 want you 10
wear them" che ~stammered, shyly, as
: she nestled closely to him contentedly
enough, for a most perfect peace and
T. understanding had reigned between
them ever since he had opened his eyes
1 to find her pale, anxious face watching
for his return to consciousness.
Il shall never do that, my darling
4 he answered, kissing her as he spoke.
but l will keep them for ~always-they
will serve to remind me of my beast OF
a temper
e And also of my love for you," broke
: in his wife, softly raising an April face.
0 half smiles, half tears, but wholly
happy. "Courtenay. we wo1t quarrel
D ever again, will we?"
mo. sweetheart. Life is too short to
. spoil 1T by needless tiffs and quarrels'
y thinking as he spoke of the illness
I which had so nearly parted them.
t Yes, Courtenay.'' answered the little
woman, brightly. Well agree to differ
/ shall wee"
. And they did.