The Opelousas courier., 1894-06-02

them" shouted a miner. "To work
with a will, men,"
Then Kate, ACCUSED from her stu
por, took her place among the work.
ers.
Back, lass" said her father. "a
stronger arm is needed here"
"My arm is strong, father" she
said.
They gazed at her and let her have
her way.
"Her sweetheart's there" said one
of the men.
eyes; the Norwegian"
On the third day the tapping was
fainter and then it ceased. Next
morning they reached the men. The
Englishman was dead, apparently.
Both bodies were taken to the surface.
At the word dead" Kate, worn out,
had fallen unconscious. Suddenly
one of the men who had been bending
over the Englishman shouted:
"There's life here"
The captain knelt by his side and
heard the faint beating of the heart.
Garry the lad to my house" he
commanded,
When Geoffry came to himself he
was lying in a small room near the
window. Upon the window sill were
flowers. Bending over him was a
won1an Someone held his hand;
lips were pressed tS his forehead;
kindly, sympathetic eyes gazed into
his, and their tender light b~eWildered
him.
"Kate!'
"Geoffryl"
"It is you, sweetheart"
cit is I, dear"
What did this mean? His head
was now resting on her bosom, the
broad, womanly BOSOM. of this wo-
man of the people. Her lips close to
his whispered:
Chow do you feel, dearest?'
"In heaven, Kate. l have had a
bad dream
"Hush, dear heart. Get well, for
my sake.'
"For yours, Kate?'
eyes, yes, for mine-for mine."
'Then you-
"Love you? Yes, yes
"My sweet lass! But why
"Geoffry, Geoffry, sweetheart, did
YOU know your Kate so little you
thought to drive her? You could not
command me-your jealousy could
not force me to be yours-but you
NAV lead me to the end Of the world.
There. close your eyes. You are
worn and weary. You have nearly
passed from me and my life would
have been misery. Think how | suf-
fered, darling, while you were in that
tomb. Then l knew what my love
for you was and l prayed that you
might be saved, that l could hold you
in my arms and beg you to take me
and cherish me. l prayed that you
might be saved so that my devotion
could undo the harsh words of the
past. Do you forgive me, my own,
my treasurer"
Lass, lass, pray God l might die
again to hear such words"
There, there! Speak no more,
Geoffry. Rest, rest. The doctor
said you must sleep. Close your
eyes, for your Kate is watching over
you"
LAS ! may some day watch over
you, Kate?"
while this life lasts, If you will
kiss me, dear"
For the first time she pressed her
lips to his, and then he slept peace
| fully, with a flush upon his cheek.
| When her father entered he looked at
them in surprise.
"Is it so, lass?"
"Aye, father
II thought it vas the other"
But she only smiled and gazed
fondly at the sleeping man.
The silver sun wentdown that night
again in a silver haze. Over the hills
in solemn procession the miners, with
bowed heads, carried the Norwegian
to his grave. No funeral hearse, nc
carriages were there. Sadly the sill
yer sun sank out of sight. More Wv
idly the shaft houses were defined
marking the places where human
beings went down seeking that which
is in the earth, where they are borr
and where they must die. There is
no happiness not tinged with sorrow
But in the small room a woman, whose
face was touched with silver light
bent over the man with the solicitrdt
that a mother displays while looking
on her slumbering child. Sink,
silver sun; fade, light. from
the hills; come, darkness, with ebor
shroud; murmur, gloomy voices
through the whispering Michigan
pines. There is no night when come:
the day-dawn of the soul! For mines
may give out, external things may
change, but there is that which en-
| dures forever.-Detroit Free Press.
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