Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1886-01-30
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CAN TELL,
A SISTERS SACRIFICE.
MARY CDOIL FAY.
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bright and noble and unselfsh," said
Lena. tenderly. II shall never soc
you thinking of yourself, and caring
for yourself, as you think and care fol-
others"
"Tne conversation is wandering from
tho point" interrupted Georgia, hur-
riedly. "What / was about to observe
is this-I don't think my prosaic and
mat~ter-of-fact nature will ever be call.
od upon for anything great in the way
of either bearing or forbearing; but il
1T were, you would see-that is, il I lei
anyone see--that it would make me-
wicked"
40 Georgie!'
Don't look quite SO shocked. pet.
I don't mean that l should murder yos
or Miss Purke, nor lob the treasures
of No. 10; but | mean-Oh! l mean
that | should be actively rebellious,
more than passivoly SO; and l should
not be satisfied until every one was as
wretched az myself"
"And | think" said Lena, looking
up fondly into the flashing eyes, "that
in q great sorrow which concerned
yourself alone, you would be still more
brave, still more patient, than you
have been in helping others to bear
NEARLY twenty years have l lived
with you" said George, gravely, "and
you don't know me yet. Sad deficiency
somewhere! l think the sorrow is ali
past for both OF u.s., and all that | shall
have TO bear will be u part of the in
tense happiness of yourself and Geor-
gle, sobered a little in my own person,
and on my own account"
Many a time, soon after, did each
sister recall thesewords with q strange
sadness in the memory.
In a few minutes Georgie, in her old
tone, spoke confidentially, STOPPING to
Lena's ear;
"Do you think it possible that Miss
Purke is claimed by sherif's oflicersp
Look ct the manly forms at tho door"
-'Those three men on the stepsp"
s'Those three mon on the steps-they
arc precisely what l can Do they
lood Like ferocious myrmidons of the
awP"
81 think d." said Lena, laughing,
The men drew back as the girls as
cenaed the steps, and one touched his
cap.
I'VE have put in, MISS" said he,
land Miss Purke babe us wait for
YOU"
.sOh! YES, of course, to be paid. L
am very glad it has come," said Geor-
gle, paying and dismissing the men.
Then Miss Matte advanced from the
background, nervously.
81 had nothing-reallv nothing"
she said eagerly to George, when the
door was shut; ''and she wouldn't do
it"
George understood in a moment
that this was an allusion to the tight
ness of Miss Purke's purse strings, and
tried to set Matte at her ease.
~ am glad you kept them, she
said, 81 am, indeed; it was quite right
of Miss Purke not to pay. Why, she
did not even know l had ordered it tt
be sent"
..Some day." remarked Matte, tart
Iy, turning away so that George coulo
not see how her words had relieved
her-"somo day she'll have no othe'
feeling in the world, and then 1 only
hope it may content her."
s.What is come, Georgia." askec
Lena, walking slowly upstairs.
don't you know you forgot the
wine coolerP"
.Nonsense. You did not order it tx
DO sent after u.s."
"Mv dear, l cannot leave off all m.
Injuries so suddenly. l must begin
with various minor ones before l Cal
stand the absence Of my wine-cooler.'
I'They had entered the room by thi
time, and Lena was looking round
hewildered.
"My piano!"
Your own piano-and unpacked
all ready, by magic, love! and, l de
clare" said George, looking every
where, 'no ~wine-cooler, after all"
.'Did you arrange this for meP'
asked Lena, her fingers running owe
no keys.
"No, Kuhe arranged that" answered.
Georgia, sedately, watching her. "Lit
tie one, you are exactly where yo'
ought to be-, and now l shall hav
some treats in the evenings. Stay,
am going to inaugurate the instru
ment. Play me an accompani
ment."
Lena, modulating from the air sh'
had been playing. fell into the sym
phony Of Benedict's plaintiff song "T'n
! Alone!" and George, standing behin'