The Red Cloud chief., 1884-01-25

as her eyes sank uEeasily beneath his.
and she felt her heart thrOb. Oh. il
there were but something she could
say-some word of warning she could
give him! Surely, surely it must be
right to do so. And yet to Willy ones
own sister, ones only friend and pro-
tector. and 10 no purpose! Philip was
in no mood to believe anything against
Angela. though an angel from Heaven
descended 10 reveal it to him.
NO" he repeated: You are utterly
different. One would never suppose
you were sisters"
People say that / am like our
mother, and Angels like papa" said
Mabelle.
do they? But she has been a
mother to you, has she nOt?"
''Yes-that is. ] have had no other
mother"
..Ah! That-I mean your sisters re-
lationship to you accounts for many
things said Philip. do you like
coming into the woods?r he added.
Sometimes: not to-day"
mo. Why?,
1--WE don't seem united. 1t is not a
pleasant party. No one is enjoying it,"
replied Mabelle. vaguely, feeling
Philips eyes haunting her; miserable,
oppressed, helpless.
do you think your sister would sing
if you asked herr" said Philip. Il
think it would be so delightful. out here
in the pinewood; and her voice is so
lovely. / am sure she could"
"I-don't-know," said Mabelle,
slowly.
If you were to ask:.her," he urged.
"I-why should she sing for my ask
lngg
because you a do anything with
her. She says so. She told me so. i
can refuse her nOthing-my little Ma
BELLE those we're her words"
Mabelle's lips frightened; her face
flushed violently; tears of shame,
anger. humiliation, rushed to her eyes.
"Won't you ask herr" he pursued.
"After lunch" said Mabelle. gently.
"Well-when yOu think best" he re-
piled. reluctantly. and he remained in
| his place beside Mabelle till the meal
! was over.
1t was not an inspiriting repast.
Grace Massey drew Luise Berghaus to
her. and they sat together gossiping
about their different teachers and pro-
fessors at school and college. In vain
! Hermann tried to join in the cOnve -sa.
ton. He was sent away Iebutfed and
discOnsolate. Thekla Berghaus. con.
trary TO her usual frank. genial way OF
doing her best to entertain the whole
party. was flirting openly and exclu-
! sively with the most inane of her broth.
er's friends, talking wild and tiippan'
nonsense, for which she would prOba-
bly, blush when she recalled it TO hel
mind during the night watches, and
laughing now and then at, not with. hel
companion. Philip and Mabelle were side
by side under the beech tree; silent, both;
he engrossed in observing Angela, she
with a heart as heavy a lead, and with
tears flooding her eyes, SO that she
scarcely dared lift them. Angela was
the only one of the party who appeared
to enjoy it thoroughly.
Hermann Berghaus. rebuffed by
Grace, had sought consolation with Mis-.
Fairfax. and she was amusing herself
and very well content in the conscious
ness that she absorbed the attention o.
two men of the party. while 4 third on
saw nothing of all that surrounded him
except herself, and wished for nothing
but a glance from her eyes or a wOr,
from her lips.
"Well-he shall have it-sOme time
she decided within herself.
And this lunch was consumed. i
was like ashes. bitter to the taste o
some of the party: and thus the after
noon hours dragged on. Mabelle, KEEP
her promise; SIZE asked Angela to sing
Angela proved gracious, and complied
with the request. They all had tea a
an old black-and-white farmhouse in
field, and when dusk was falling. ant
the stars coming out, and the last song
of the latest bird was hushed, the,
strolled through the scented lanes
toward the village and the station
again.