Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1885-10-02
At that moment the door opened,
and a little man came out into the en-

so slipshod.
"Amy," he said, hastily, II am sure
that those last chemicals were not the
best. Has the post gomez l want to
send this afternoon to, Munich for a
fresh supply"
Gather" she said, gently, 'this is
Mr.. Leslie-General Lcslie's son. Do
you remember him?"
body nowadays. l am absorbed in
scientific pursuits, MIR. Leslie; but come
in, if you likc-come in"
In Il moment Frank was in q little
den which the half-crazed schemer
called his laboratory, listening to his
glowing plans. Unbounded wealth, he
believed, was almost within his grasp
now.
Frank listened, looking from the
dingy, crowded apartment to the lar
ger room, where Amy was sewing
busily.
He fancied she looked a little troub-
led, but her aspect was very calm,
while her father laughed and ratified on
garrulously,
Everything was of the plainest de-
scription, but very neat, and it was easy
to be seen that all practical details Of
their life were attended to b .Amy.
He looked at her in wonder remem-
bering her past life and prospects, and
the money that had been spent upon
her education. a
gratitude for his understanding and
compassion shone in her glance, but
her serenity was all u%ndisturbed,
He was very gentle and indulgent to
the old man, and she thanked him for
that.
Come again before you go, Mr..
Leslie. | wish you were going to re-
main at Hertzbrun. Lam sure within
a few weeks, you would have the OPP
portunity of witnessing my success"
Frank remained at the Gasthaus day
after day, and very frequently he saw
Amy. 1t seemed too monstrous to be
borne-to see her deprivations and in
cessant toll, but she never complained.
One day he saw her press her hand TO
her side.
80 much close application hurts
me, l think" she said simply.
"lt's killing you!" he cried. par
don me, but how long are you going to
endure, this cruel life? You are not
fitted for it. 1t is wrong-shameful!
Surely you do not share in your poor
fathers delusion?"
He paused, afraid he had been too
abrupt.
mo" she said, quietly. THE hope
which has shattered my fathers mind
is a vain one. But l am hisonly friend.
There is nothing else for me to do"
Such self-sacriice amazed him. He
had q gentle mother andNa pretty sis
ter, but they prided themselves on be-
ing 'judicious." They would have
deemed Amy Hepburn, hid in that
lonely German village among the
mountains Of her own free will, little
less demented than her father.
He tossed on a sleepless pillow,
thinking necessarily Of a fair, steadfast
face; and when morning came, he met
her with eyes as full Of purpose as her
own.
Amy" he said, II must go home;
but l cannot leave you here, wearing
out your young strength SO uselessly
leading a living death. Amy, l love
you! Ilove you with my whole heart
and soul! | shall be proud to call you
my wife. lay my future at your feet.
Surely these are worth your accept.
ance."
She looked up into his face, then
sank trembling into d chair.
ell cannot leave my father!" she
faltered.
"No; but surely he will consent to
what is for your good, and give up this
waste of money and health, when there
is no longer any need OF wealth."
"You do not know him. He is mad
with his idea. He will follow it to any
lengths. He would waste your money
Us he has wasted his own. He is very
irritable when opposed. No, the bur
den is mine. He would bring only
sorrow to one who pitied him less. ]
must tend and support him alone"
Frank struggled hard that she shoule
not see how much he was affected, bu
he did not love her less, or dream o
giving up his purpose.
Goodbye, Amy, for the present
Will you write to meP"
She promised.
And Frank returned to England,-tt
the circle of fashionable life, int
which came Amy's letters, sweet, pure
simple letters, SO much like herself.
He wisely thought she would mis-
him, loYe him; but there was no sigl
of this when he returned to Hertzbru1
in April.
She was thinner, paler; for she wa
absolutely eaten up with solicitude TO
her father.
He was Enthusiastically crazed now
sleepless, feverish, wandering out il
the night, SO that there was danger o
his dying of exposure.
He was constantly searching th
earth for a certain mineral substanc
, which was to furnish him a clue h
, wanted. In one Of his quiet moods
Frank said to him
"Do not wear yourself out searchin
, for gold you do not need, Doctor Her
; burn. ! wish TO marry your daughter
and | have plenty for ALL"
Never" exclaimed the old man; ga
least not now. | have sworn TO max
her rich again myself. She shall TO
in cold. for she has been n good GIRL