Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1890-07-12

" shall be fuII OF thankfuIness II i see
that; and IL the employment adds to your
happiness." ....
IL willy' cried Kathleen eagerly. ut
will make me very happy, II / succeed"
Dearest, ] never like to question you
about yourself" said Rose, In a pleading
tone, '.for I know there are heart-wounds
which should never be touched. But /
should be so glad IL You would tell me frank
ly, fully, what you are going to doT"
" cannot, deaf"
Cannot o Kathleen, Is not that hard
between such sisters as you and me?"
cali my life has been hard since the at5t
Of May"
"And l am TO be told nothing?'
Nothing more than / have told you al.
ready. / have taken upon myself an avoca-
ton which will oblige me TO go o., very
early every morning; 10 be out sometimes
ut dusk. I want you to understand this, and
not TO be uneasy when / am away from
home"
II cannot help being uneasy. l am anx.
ious about you every hour OF the day. Why
cannot you stay at home, Kathleen, and let
me take care Of you? could get you work
that you could do I'm your own room; shell
LtTtu, sdic, DIObSIt-u AiOhl az lJtAuAiOh VI
tho streets, from the hearing OF foul Ian
guage, from brushing shoulders with disrep.
utable people"
~ hear nothing; feel no degradation. I
think nothing, am conscious of nothing, but
my.own business"
as this Observation-Disclosures Of
q good Catholic@
Eyes, 1t Is respectable. There Is warrant
for 1t In the Scriptures"
Rose looked at her with acutest anxiety.
That pale fixed face, the strange brightness
OF the eyes, suggested IN exaltation Of spirit,
q state OF mind which touched the confines
Of madness, And yet the girls voice was
soft and gentle, the girls movements were
quiet and deliberate. There was no wild
ness OF gesture, no sign Of actual unreason.
Kathleen was terribly in earnest, that was
all.
From that hour the girls health seemed
to improve, both mentally and physically
there was q change for the better. Her eye
had q stcadier light; there seemed less OF
exaltatlon, of feverish excitement. Her
whole being seemed braced and strengthen
ed, as IL by some heroic purpose. Yet there
were times when the light In those stead
fast eyes, the marble lines OF the firmly-set
lips, were almost awful.
"What a woman that is, that sister-in-law
Of yoursv p said Durand's artist-friend, the
~graybeard who had been one Of the wit
nesses at the double wedding. That face
would be magnificent for Jael or Judith, for
Charlotte Corday or Salammbo. That girl
Is capable OF anything strange or heroic or
deadly. She has the tenacity Of q Redskin."
Durand smiled a sad l~ncredulous smile.
Poor child, how little You know herr he
answered. you clever men are so easily
led away by a fancy. Kathleen Is n OF
the ~gentlest souls / know. She adored her
husband, and her,grlef at his death has turn
ed her q little here" pointing to his fore
head. 'But she Is incapable Of any violent
act"
"She Is capable Of a great crime In a great
cause, as Charlotte Corday was the gentlest
Of souls, she, till she took the knife in her
hand to STAY him whom she deemed the
scourge of her country. ] am not led away
by fancies, Durand. Faces are open pages
TO the eye of a painter. can read that one,
and know what it means"
Philip took this for the Illusion Of an
habitual dreamer, and attached no weight
to the opinion. Kathleen had given them
no cause for uneasiness since she com
menced her ''ayocation." Her life passed
with an almost mechanical regularity. She
LEFT the house every morning before seven
sometimes even before six. She had been
observed to go out as early as five. She
came home again at any hour between nine
and eleven, breakfasted alone in her own
sittIng-room, did her homework, her little
bit of marketing, and then slept or rested
for an hour or two. Then, later in the aft
ernoon, she went out again, to return after
dark.