Sturgis advertiser. (Sturgis, Dakota [S.D.]) 1887-1???, 1890-11-06


followed, Until the day after the battle
OF Gettysburg Dcane Stanley stood
on the wide yeyanda IN front at her
/ fathers house scanning with blanched
face daily paper. Her, eye Travelled
RAPIDLY down the list Of killed and
wounded, and near the bottom Of the
page she read these words Killed on
the first day OF the battle, William
! Stanley and Harold, his SON. :
| A wild cry escaped her as she fell
insensible to the floor. Her aunt and
q faithful old servant lifted her ten-
DERBY and carried her to her room,
where she lay white and unconscious
for two days. Near the close Of the
second day she opened her eyes and
saw her aunt beside the bed.
Father, Harold, she said. What
is it, Auntie? Did / dream? Oh! I
remember it now. Father in heaven,
help me, for have no father on earth. :"
| Courage, child" whispered her
aunt. Your father was brave man.
Remember you are soldiers daugh-
ter, and be strong
Il will try, but let me cry now or my
heart will break.
| She wept for hours, until worn out
with grief, then fell asleep and did not
wake until the morning sun streamed
throuf b the window. She arose, and
dressed, and descended to the sitting
room. There she found letter upon
the stand, and recognized her lovers
| writing. She uttered little prayer of
| thankfulness that in her hour OF sorrow
there was one loving heart upon which
she could lean. She broke the seal
| and read these words:
MISS STANLEY:--Glve me back my free
dom. can give no love TO the daughter of
| SO great rebel. FRED CAREW."
She did not faint or cry out, but went
back to her room. moving like one in a
dream. She drew her betrothal ring
from her finger and put it in package
| with Fred's letter. In firm hand she
addressed the parcel, and, calling a
servant, she gave it to him to post.
A dead weight settled around her
heart and from that hour to the morn
| ing that our story opens Deane Stanley
did not shed tear
When the war was over there was
nothing left of the Stanley fortune.
The beautiful homo was laid in ashes,
and she who had been SO happy there
was homeless and almost friendless.
At first she prayed for death, but death
does not always come when we want it,
and she went to the city to seek en-
| ployment Her musical talent soon
gained her o position in school for
young ladies. That was five years ago.
! Once she had heard of Fred Carew.
A paper was sent to her containing an
account of his marriage. She made no
friends for she had lost faith in friend
ship. People understood her SORROW
and respected it. They saw she wished
to be alone. And now we come back to
the beginning of our story.
The next morning little Deane and
! Gypsy were at the gate again.
Good morning, little one" said
Deane Stanley with faint smile.
The child looked at her a moment
and said: "You look like the picture in
papa's room when you smile. / never
saw you smile before Do you know
my papa?" ..
Deane avoided the question and said !:
II think you had better go in now;
mamma will not like to have you here. :"
ooh! my mamma is dead, and papa
will not care if I do not go farther than
the gate" replied the child.
Deane hurried on, stopping only to
say good bye.
"Dead!" she repeated. "Freds wife
dead, and he here. Then / must go
away. thought my heart had turned
TO stone, but baby Deane has shone me
| my mistake. Unjust go-but where. ?"
"Tbe next day was Saturday, and
there were no lessons. Deane lived
alone except for old Chloe, who had
been her nurse when she was q child,
and who refused to leave her now. She
sat thinking of the past and dimly OF the
future The faithful old servant came
to the door.
"a gentleman to see you, honey. He
is in the parlor, and b'lieve its Mars
Fred"
"Deane entered the parlor and stood
white andstill before the man who had
wronged her SO deeply. He began to
speak. "Deane, / saw you yesterday,
talking to my child. resolved to go
away at once, but / cannot go without
speaking to you. Will you hear me9"
"Speak. replied Deane, and motioned
to chair. He took it and went on
"Fiye years ago you sent me my let.
ters and ring without q word
in explanation. It could mean
but one thing My pride was wounded,
and would not ask you to explain. /
was very unhappy, and at the end of a
! year / yielded to my fathers entreaties
and married Alice Brandin. sinned
against myself and her, for, though I
respected her, my love had been given
to another. She died when our child
was born. Since then have tried to
drown the memories Of the past in work,
but my health failed and
the doctor ordered change.
I tried the country but could not en-.
dure the quiet, and came here month
ago. All my happiness is in the COM
partnership OF my child, and yesterday
/ ] stood watching her from the window
when saw her speak to you. recog-
nized you at once. You looked I'M
happy. and thought there might pos
sibly have been some mistake.
! Deane touched bell and Chloe APP
peared
! Brig me my writing desk"
"Yes, chi e." Chloe answered, and in
!! moment reappeared with it.
Deane took an envelope from the desk
and handed it to Mr.. Carew. -You ask
il there was mistake. Judge for your.
self ! did as you asked"
A pal!or overspread his face as he
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