The Red Cloud chief., 1889-10-25

while, g by 50 doing you can not remedy
the matter. See! am calm enough, Peg.
g.; take pattern from my fearless face"
Garrison raised her fearful face and
searched the eyes Of her iong-lost mistress
bent kindly on her.
What did she see in those clear, dark
1epthsl Beyond the haunting sorrow Of
her great bereavement there smoldered the
old. proud, wilful, urrelenting spirit Yes,
it always had been, always would be, in
spite OF death. sorrow and the grave, shaft
for shaft with father and daughter. Sword
70 sword when q PercIval aroused the evil
ia one Of their own blood had been a say
Ing, and Peggy remembered il plainly now.
The vengeful fire in the eyes Of Miriam
confirmed the truth Of the aiAge, and prom
Ised balefully that the breach existing
could never be healed. Truly the woman
was not Euch changed from the proud, re-
beliious child in is nurses arms.
Miriam read the inueruoss thoughts OF
poor, simp.e-hearted Peggy in that mouea-
tary upward gaze.
You are startled. taken aback. Garrison,
bv my heartless coo.ness after my long ao-
sence; but think q moment, Peggy; what
have I lost here, beside nv sa!nced mother.
l have not mIsused any pate-nal confidence
nor crushed any fatherly affection, having
never beer the recipient Of that much-co-
5e-tesi-eG blessing Surely l have los:
nothing and am none the less miserable for
nv independence to-day.
Il hare forfeited my riSh: 20 Heather,eigh,
Il Is tire, but with me hat is q minor Eac
,er.
III father will not receive Us. baby and l,
because OF he name We bear why, all recon
citation Is at an end at once, as l shall not
beg forgiveness for imaginary sins and q
please Sir Rupert-s love Of authority.
Never
The shapeIy hand covered with its black
glove cleuched itself iu defiance, and the
hos blood Of vexstion aad inherent dislike
surCed up to the smooth white brow and
burned in roses on either cheek A silence
as Of the grave fell over them as she ceased
speaking. for the housekeeper could EDd
no words for reply in the face OF such an
imprisoned ourburst, because Of It's truth.
The irate father still stood silently re-
ga-ding his children while leaning on the
column for aid. Not a muscle OF his face
moved. buc he was thinking. nevertheless.
Asweet, pleading face OF one long since
lead seemed TO come before hin and Pc
tition in lis old. tender way for reconciiia.
ton AID atouing lore. And a strange MS:
obscUrej his vision: somehow the woCc.nly
daughter out there, BIZ he- presence. drew
/! his soul toward her in spite OF all he could
DO. Or. God. that this chasm Of bitterness
existed between them. II she, his Gaugh.
ter Miriam. would only call across the years
20 him again, and reach out her arms II
tha: yearniug way why, he could not re
Pulse her again: the spirit would De
crushed, aud peace would brood white
winged over Heaiherleigh-
Bot Miriam Old net call.
81 uust be gong now" she said. Il had
promised u-seifa somewhat different greet
Jag from Eeatherleigh's shadowy doors.
why. l hardy know. but never mind. thai. Is
all over nor. Ifea-. however, this days
ccings Will Sit much harder on father
than i. Will on NE Goodbye, Pegcy;good-
bye. AnciI. James, ard al: al a2eccioua-e
goodbye"
She finished in a softeued. subdUed tone
IS she gave her hand to each in parting.
"She IS a Pe-civaI 70 the very center Of
her proud SOUL nurrured John 70 his
fellows, aImos. gladly. Somehow he fel,
happy to fId that Sir Rupert could be
wlthscood and ignored il his commands Of
Submission, AID that, toe, by one G. his OWE
house
Miriam took her little son in her arms,
and called across the intervening space in
q clear, u~nhesitating tone: Goodbye,
fathers long goodbye"
Little Arthur. following his mothers ex.
! ample, stretched out his little arms toward
the fran, lettering form In the doorway,
and piped IN clear, birc-Ike tones: ''Dood'
bye to zoo. iocd-bye; lon dood-byer'
When his chilcrep's voices ioa:eJ melo.
diously to him in these sweet yet sad. Sad
words Sir Rupert made no reply. But wha,
his thoughts were who could saye
Silent and worthless ne stood. gazing
after the re,reatiug forms Of his hspiess
children: his beautiful, bereaved daughter
and the innocent little e~randchlld. with it
long, bright curis flying n tie sweet spr,nl
wind. Would he ever see them again. h
did not know. Oh, res. he fel, that he dc
know: ne was certain hat De never would
And
Peggy broke in on his sorrowsul reverie
BY throwing herself at bis feet and waiiIng
"Oh! masthur, nAsthur, call her back
Oh, mssthur, do, Oh beSr'
She had rushed forward and kneit at hi:
side on the steps, forgetfui OF the angry
demonstrations she had just witnessed
She was only thinking nat she must lose
forever. perhaps. her beloved Miriam
And. IL her despair, she feared nothing OF
word or deed from Sir Rupert
But instead Of replying with a torrent o.
Invectives showered on her devoted head
as all the dumbtouuded servant expected