The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1873-07-24
ST, CLOUD MINNESOTA. THURSDAY. JULY o. 1878 !.

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1T i 40 place for yen, be said.
Then he led me-gently, bat alas ! not
ssrndierly-back to the room I hsd left,
closed the door, and vent his way. !.
For : misute l was stunned. Then
-wel', Vol, ! do not remember much sfter
| tbat . 'lli1 until ! eened to rouse out Of !
Wild passion Of sobs to 6nd Aunt Ken.
dali lll'tap standing over me, glaes Of cor
dial in her hand, and an awed, fright.
eued look on her meek, commonplace
face. ..%' s45a S.*' Z - :.
VI what she said have little more
recollection than if her words had been
water and my mind sieve. I only
remember that she had been sent BY
"Mr. Kendall to look after me, to put
me to bed, and to see that I rested
and that l refused absolutely to be
looked after, to 60 to bed, OF to rest. I
demanded tc know where Ross was ;
but when heard that be was superin-
tending the removal Of the dead BODY
from sylvy's cabin to the manor, I ask :
ed no more. I only turned with . look
that hustled even tho garrulous COM
ments on her lips.
II can hear none of that now" /
said. "Go to bed. I shall wait here
till Ross comes. He cannot be long. "
But he was long-wearily, terribly
long. Shall I ever forget the watche.
Of that terrible night? I did not dare
to seek hin again after the repulse
had ID, received; 50 I could do nothing
but walt-pacing the floor most Of tht
time in tevered restlessnes,,, and listen.
Ing with hesrt'siek expectation to every
step which. souoded 10 the passage, t
every one Of the sounds with which tn.
old house seemed full, the strange tid'
Of life which Death always brings i,
his, train: It must have been ver,
near daylight when, overcome by ex,
haustio1 and wearlness, fell asleep il
large chair before the FIRE .,ad, whe,
waked with a start, Ross was stand
ing before me.
He looked pale, hsggard, and YER.
grave, I thought, as the morning ligh
Estreamed over his tace but his frs
words we're full of concern for me.
"Beryl," he said, lis it possible tha
you have been here all night p
eyes," answered I, looking at hin
blanklJ, numbly, As it were. I remem
bered. every thing perfectly-as pc,
fectly ~ if had not slept-but some
how my passionate emotion: had = al
died away, and great apathy had com
over me instead. : ::~:. E. -
"but Why did you do. such thing ?
asked he, bringing q shawl from an
other part of the room and wrapping
around my unresistiug figure. "1t
enough to make you i'll. I Thought 20
had gone to bed long ago. ], :
| s"Aunt Kendall came for me-" I saii
"bat 1 did not choose to Co.. You sal
you we're coming back, and T.
thought I would wait."
"But did you think 1 meant you t
wait for me all night7" he asked
"How could you be so foolish ? It vii
surely make you ILL.,"
"Oh, I am strong," said I, with
little weary shiver. And God know
this YVES true enough, else I shoul'
have died long since Of sheer pain an
hopelessness.
Then for minute there was silence
Ross stood and looked at nae. I 81
and looked at the dying fire. The cole
gray daylight streamed in through th
uushuttered windows, a cock was GROW
ing 10 tho yard without; I even n
member that somebody walked acrol
, the floor Of the room overhead, and
speculated vaguely concerning who
was. Then:
Il did not expect to find you here,
Ross said, abruptly. III came IN for
little squiet-for little time to think
but perhaps it il as we'll that va sboul
understand each other at once. I ha,
) something to ask you. Beryl";
!, "Wellv said I, family. I tne
what was coming, but I scarce
fshrquk: On,y-it is a good thing
: think that there are some minutes 7
: life which We shall never have to Ii,
: over and that is one Of them.
"We'l," he echoed, after ! second
/ and his very lips seemed to grow. pa
, With the effort Of speaking-"1 want
ask if It is true,, this: horrible stor
that, .you kuew-you, Beryl-of Il
!, dying daughter who had come to sei
her fathers protection for her chill
/ and that: standing by that fathsi
, deatb.bed, seeing him bequeath bic fo
tune toa stranger, you uttered not d
word to him Of the heir. who v
J so near-of the grandchild whom !
was wronging so deeply by such
:. will?' -:... =
"Have you not Sylvy's word for ii
asked I, gathering myself together i
i, the chair, and gazing steadfastly at Il
? embers on the hearth. = ><..@r> ..
asylvy's word r he repeated. "Wh
!, is Sylvy's word to me What il 4
! word Of anybody in tho world in. 90,
parison With, Or ,rrayed against, your
BerYP- came suddenly forwa
! and took my. passive hands into his {