The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-11-22


folded hands, and the beggar crying at
your gate"
"Well, let one of the servants give him
something to eat. Do you wisl, me to 20
down and answer the knock 2"
And Sibyl's defiant laugh filled the
room.
ooh, Sibyl"
And Herbert Talfour,i's handsome face
looked graver than ever she saw it.
at is not the cry Of one, but of thou
sands that rends the air around you.
The starving, the homeless, the dying are
reaching out their hands to such as you
for succor. and you sit here and say you
have nothing to do"
81 said was tired, Mr.. Talfourd," and
Sibyl rose; ''too tired even to sit and lis.
ten to you talking this morning. If you
will excuse me"
"Sibyl !"
He was beside her, and had her hand
clasped in his.
IL know how you detcst me- for have
often heard you saying it, but will
speak out, and you must listen TO me this
time, for will never lecture you again.
Sibyl, for the sake Of those who are in
tlucnccd by you, you must rise to better
life, for remember that
Mo life
Can he purcr i'll its purpose, and strong in
its strife,
And all life not be purcr and stronger there
by"
"And if Mr.. Talfourd has finished his
say, III have the pleasure of bidding you
good morning." and, quickly withdraw
ing her hand from his clasp Sibyl swept
from the room.
Herbert Talfourd stood motionless
where Sibyl left him, his heart torn by
conflicting emotions.
Sibyl Renmere was the only woman he
ever loved, and his love was i'll vain.
He could not tell her that he loved her
while she felt rs she did toward him,
neither did he wish her to know that he
was her slave while she led her present
life; for Herbert hated the so-called
leaders of society, gay butterflies Of FASH
ion. But before to-day he could not be-
lieve that Sibyl was given up body and
soul to frivolous gayety. She was a
spoiled, petted child, but he thought that
the heart in her bosom beat warm and
true.
One, two, three weeks passed away,
and if Herbert Talfourd had turned to
ice, Sibyl thought he could not be colder.
He never interfered With, never advised
her now. Perhaps it was this letting her
severely alone that made Sibyi forget
how she detested him.
Now this non-interference might ac-
count for Sibyl no longer detesting Mr..
Talfourd, but why it should keep him
continually i'll the young lady's mind we
cannot say. Sibyl WAS not q moment
alone with her thoughts, and very often
Il al. Al. Al
were or Herbert Talfourd.
"What can have come over me? lam
not like myself" Sibyl would say III her
house like restless spirit. But one day
fOurd, she burst into tears, and with q
was never again going to take any inter
est in her, and in her tears she muir
mured:
81 do some little good secretly that he
knows nothing of; but he spoke the
trnth.opcnly set bad example. Oh.
shall ever meet another man rs good
as he v'
And after this flood of tears, Sibyl was
very confident that she no longer detested
Herbert Talfourd.
He is dying, miss, dying fast" said
Mrs. Atwood, as Sibyi stood by the bed
side of the sick man. but God has
been very good to him, miss. He has
sent him another friend to-day, Mr.. Her
bert Talfourd, whom we knew in our bet
ter days, and oh, Miss Renmerc, he has
already promised my husband to provide
for me and the children. l told Mr..
Talfourd that you had promised to do
| that but you have already done so
much-so very much for us. Mics Re.
mere, that am glad somebody has come
to your relief"
Sibyfs heart gave great bound.
| She never could humble herself to tell
Herbert that she had always gone among
the poor and needy and helped them
but now he knew that she was not given,
heart and soul to dress, fashion and gay
ETY., and-she was glad.
Miss Renmere, my best friend" said
the dying man, opening his eyes, "you
may never again see me alive. Will
you say prayer for me- for He will sure
ly hear All angels voice."
Sibyl, with tears in her eyes, knelt be-
side the bed and prayed aloud.
While Sibyl's voice filled the room the
door opened and man entered
In an instant he took in the scene be.
fore him; then going over to the bed.
side, he dropped on his knees beside
Sibyl, bent his face on the coverlet, and
wcpt from the fulness of his heart.
When Sibyl finished her beautiful
prayer she simply turned and laid her
hand on the mans head, saying
Herbert, God bless you"
AND kneeiing there, with Sibyl's hand
upon his head, Herbert knew that hi.
love was not in vain-that he would
never again hear how she detested him.