Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1886-02-13

KINDER Than WORDS
A IL,
OR
A SISTERS SACRIFICE.
BY
MARY OEUIL HAY.
BY
MARY OEOIL Hay.
CCoNTINUED.1

be q moonlight night"
Remembering this, George looked
out on the quiet town, an hour after all
the dodgers in East street had put out
their gas. Walking slowly past she
saw a tall figure she recognized-not
romantically unreal in the moons rays,
but very automatically real in its full
light--with q meerschaum in his mouth
and a loose. thin overcoat pushed back,
as he held his hands in the pockets Of
the coat underneath. She dropped tht
blind quickly and softly, with a strange
look creeping over her face.
LENA, darling" she whispered,
kneeling beside her sleeping sister, 81
can feel what it is for you. o my pet!
/ am so true to you, and will always
be so close to you--no one between us
mo n between us!'
Walter Give, captain of dragons.
made a second pause before the lighted
window, and then walked on.
-Four nights, lighted all night! Poor
little, lonely girls! And for their sakos
may no. 60 and tell them there are
any who sorrow because they sorrow.
Four nights! Is it worse for the suffer-
ers or the watchersp Well, Heaven
help US all in this world of barricades!"
Then slowly turning once more to
look, he did one thing by no means re-.
aeoting credit on a captain in her
majesty's service, for there was no
voice TO answer, no eyes TO see. With
ono long yearning gaze, he whispered
l~ingeringly, Goodnight, my love, my
lover
Now Walter Give, as we have said,
had a very handsome face at any time,
but it was a noble face indeed, with the
earnestness and thoughtfulness upon
1T that Georgia saw that day, with the
nameless something that brought a
quick, sudden resolution into her head,
and a strange, unthinking rebellion
into her heart.
"And you are less anxious and
troubled about her now?" asked Wal
tor, anxiously.
81 am not anxious, thank you" the
girl replied, taking refuge in prompt
nonchalance.
sI have very often-I mean Miss
Purke has often told me Of her; and l
have been most grieved to hear of her
Illness" Walter went on. gently.
Thank you"
So short an answer was scarcely
conducive to further conversation; he
nervously tried another task, an I'M
fortunate one as it proved.
ave have many of us missed you on
the Parade at nights, MISS Col
burn"
Have youP"
Especially missed you," he con
tinued, simply, because we knew that
sickness and distress were keeping
you away"
~ dare say we should have stayed
away in any cAse. 1t is not 80 very
delightful there"
..You do not care for itp" he asked,
only DESTROYS of keeping up the con-
versation.
ssNo; the band wearies me with its
perpetual valses, while everybody you
pass is saying they long to dance to
it." !.
,.But the band plays other things
said Walter boldly, land there are
people"
"Oh. yes, / know-good. staid PEG
ple. with their children by the hand
telling them conscientiously the names
OF the pieces the band plays. The fac
is" said Goorgie, with a strange tight
ening of the resolute lips, which won
derfully altered the bright, piquan
face, II am tired OF Nawr-and tn
people," 49,.
Captain Clive's face was very whit
when he turned completely around t.
whistle to his dog. When he turned
back, it was only 10 raise his hat quiet
lY, and turn aside from Georgina Col
burns way.
"Pet," said George, two hours at
terwards-she vas moving light.
about the room, identifying the tea
table as by magic with heI dainty lit
tie fiugers- II have not quite so man,
adventures to relate as the Spanish
Don of old, but, such n they are, yo'
shall hear them if you will come to tn
table,"
But while Lena took her plac'
George found it necessary to arrang
various things in the window.
s.Well here l am waiting, and yo'
don't como" smiled Lena from he
seat. Then, as George came, he
voice changed. Georgia. dea
Georgie. what is itP Have you bee
cryingp"
.'Crying. little onep" said George
fairly laughing now. "They must b
sad sea waves indeed if they coul,
bring tears to me at their own swee
will. Talk Of crying, indeed! Alon
as l was, l even laughed to a selec
audience of myself when | came upo'
Dinah attempting, with all the arts Q
fshwifery, to cajole Miss Purke int
an outlay of twopence in the shrim
interest. My dear, her expression
was worthy Of Leech himself wheI
Dinah answered her feeble ejaculatio,
that she didn't like them with tn
assurance that she knew she had neve
asted hers.