Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1878-01-19

something to eat. Do you wish me to ge
down and answer the knock
And Sibyi's defiant laugh filled the
room.
sOh, Sibylw
And Herbert Talfourd's handsome
lace looked graver than ever she saw it.
ut is not the cry of one, but of thou
sands, that rends the air around you
The starving, the homeless, the dying
are resching out their hands to such as
you for succor. and you sit here and say
you have nothing to do"
| 81 said L was tired, Mr.. Talfourd." and
Sibyl rose; ''toO tired even to sit and
listen to you talking this morning. Ii
you will excuse me"
"Si5yl!"
He was beside her, and had her hand
clasped i'm his.
IL know how you detest me, for have
often heard you saying il, but will
speak out, and you must listen to me this
time. for will never lecture you again
Slbyl, Tor the sake of those who are in
f1uenced by you, you must rise to better
life, for remember that
Gan be pure in lis purpose and strong in its strife
Anu all lie not be purer and stronger thereby.
"And If Mr.. TalfOurd has finished his
say, I'll 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 had ever loved. and his love was i'm
vain. He could not tell her that he loved
her while she felt as she did toward him,
neither did he wish her to know that he
was her slave while she led her present
lite; tor Herbert hated the sO-called
leaders of society, gay butterflies of
fashion. But before to-day he could not
believe that Sibyl had given up, body
and soul, to frivolous gayely. She was
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 TalfOard had turned to ice
Sibyl thought he cOuld not be colder.
He never iuterfered with, never address,
Ell her now. Perhaps it was this severely
letting alone that made Sibyl forget how
she detested him.
1
count for Sibyl no longer detesting MIR.
Ialfourd, but why it should keep him
continually in the young lady's mind.
we cannot say. Sibyl was not a moment
aloho with her thoughts, and very often
when she was not alone with them they
were OH Herbert TaltOurd.
"What can have come over me? I am
not like myself, Sibyl would say in her
/ lpH = no r,
house like restless spirit. But one day
while sitting thinking OF Herbert Tai
fOurd she burst iutO tears, and with a
wOman's fine consistency, wondered if
II he was never again going to take any
interest in her, and in her tears she MUIR
INJURED:
Il do some little good secretly that he
knows nothing oil; but he spoke the truth
openly, set a bad example Oh, shall
ever meet another man as good as hep
And after this flood OF tears, Slbyl was
very confident that she no longer detes-
ted Herbert TaltOurd.
HE is dying Miss, dying fast" said
Mrs. Atwood, as Sibyl stood by the bed
very good TO him, Miss. He has sent him
fOurd, whom We knew i'm our better
days, and oh. Miss Kenmore, he has al
ready promised my husband to provide
tor me and the children. / told Mr..
TalfOurd that you had promised to do
that; but you have already done so
much-sO very much tor us, Miss Rem
mere, that am glad somebody has come
! TO your relief"
Slbly's heart gave great bound.
She never would 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 AMI gay
ETY., and she was glad.
Miss Kenmore, my best friend, "said
the dying man, opening his eyes, you
| may never again see me alive. Will you
say prayer tor me, tor he will surely
here an angels vOice?"
Sibyl, with tears In her eyes, knelt be-
/ side the bed and prayed aloud.
While Sibly's voice filled the room the
| door opened and man entered.
Imam instant he took in the scene before
him; then going over to the bedside, he
dropped on his knees beside Sibyi, bent
the fullness of his heart.
When Sibyl finished her beautiful
prayer she simply turned and laid her
hand ON the mans head. soying:
Herbert, God bless you.
And kneeling there with Sibly's hand
upon his head, Herbert knew that his
love was not in vain that he would
never again hear how she detested him.