Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1894-11-16
discontinued.

beio g any sign reached him that his
possib e mothcr-in-llw the sweet
swiss lady whom he felt he loved al
.cady. she was so like her daughter in
tstcnce or his eagerly claimed cousin
ship. At last the door opened.
l,odcrick sprang forward, then drew
ba y painfully embarrassed. l!ut ST.
lcnce advanced with that gentle COM
pos G which nothing over canned to
disturb. and with only the faintest
added col IL to her check, as, English
fashion, she extended her little. soft,
thoroughly l!nglish-looking hand.
Monsieur my cousin, mamma bids
me welcome You to oar country. and to
evening: ii you will do her the honor
to come"
"Mademoi clle-Miss Jardinc."
She lifted up her cy.s, smiling.
ayes, 1 am that by right, and | like to
be called so. Miss reminds me that [
belong a little to fathers country"
Then you are satistied-ycur moth
er, too, is quite satisfied that 1 am
really your cousin::" cried Roderick,
eagerly.
Not my cousin-german, of course"
little, but my cousin much removed
how do you say it in l.nglish?-tres-
eloigne. That is, they had the same
great-grandparents these three who
G educated togethcr-s.r. Henry
Jardine, who was the father of mon
sicur, my father, and the lady l wa,
named after, Cousin Silence"
Then you, too, have heard O. Cousin
Silencc:" cried ROderick, feeling every
minute the mysterious chains more
tightly round him.
~1., ~, f,%1,~ 1~,,-
much once-always, I think-though
it was years since he had written 10
her. Did you know her.: Is she liv-
ing yet?:"
Then M. Reynier's note, which he
had not vet seen, had explained Moth
Ing OF the money affairs. ltoderick
felt glad. His welcome here was sim
ply as Monsieur mon cousin" nothing
more.
She is not living. but it is scarcely
two months since she died"
.Ah, then l shall see her, and
I should have liked it SO. Sometimes
papa promised when | was older to
take me to see his land. and B%iackhall,
and Miss Silence Jardine. Did you ever
&c her. sir::"
~~Onoe-only once: the day my father
died. l will tell you about it another
time"
Bv a sudden instinct she seemed to
catch his change of look, of tone.
Monsieur il very good" she said,
gently, and questioned no more.
There was indeed no more to lay. no
possible excuse for him to remain: vet
he fingered. Shy as IL schcol-boy. he
felt as if he could not get out ii the
roo ~.
This evening at 6, then" said Mile.
-Jardine. with gentle dismissal. not
again offering her hand. hut merely
howing, as frederick walkcd-he felt
very much like crawling-out of the
salon.
And yet it was Il Clio ious humility.
2 noble shame, Il sensation more de-
:icious than anything he had eve. be-
tieved the world could offer-the
world, SO empty to him of sympathy
or love, that is. the unlocking love,
since his dear father died. He almost
t!clt as if his father knew it all; the re-
known in his youth, the ''love's young
1rcam," which never comes twice.
Happy those to whom it comes truly
Is love, and neithera as passion nor folly:
who can say to them c.ves, as Roder-
TEX did during the weary hours be-
tween - and ., Now, what shall l do
for her? What would she like me to
do: Something, | am su:e, that would
bo good and ii. hit"
:. And with this intent. and perhaps
another behind it, he sat down and
did what nc nal forgotten to do day
after day. eve since he had reached
Neuchatel. he wrote q long letter home
to his mother. y very aiectionate.
amusing, clever letter. Just what he
knew W uld please her, and which. as
he also knew, she would show to every
near and dear friend she had. Conse-
1uently. it was not exactly contiden-
tial: indeed. frederick was not in the
habit of writing confidential letters to
anybody; but it was quite honest, SO
fa as it went: gave q glowing deScrip-
ton of the Airs at BcrAe, and an anus
ing n OF the soiree at Professor
lReynieris:. painted graphically the
quaint little tow of Neuchatel, where
he said he intended TO stay a few days
longer, and ended by stating briefly
how he had found. among Nj. Iieyniers
guests. the object of his search: at
least. all that wee left to find, Archie
ball .Iardine's widow and Only SURVIVE
;ns child. Whether the child" was
old OR young, boy or girl, he omitted
which surpassed even the ordinary ret
icence of MIR. kodorick Jardine.
When Frederick went cut to post his
letter, he seemed to walk en- air.
Every corner of the quaint old own
looked picturesque: every passer-by
interesting. Tor he had a vague
hore-half fear, tOo-that under some
umbrella he might find the gray gown,
black felt hat, and blue eyes.
just on tho faintest chance of this,
no went round by the shore of the
iake, whore q sudden wild wind had
caused tho waves to rise and roll in,
almost like a sea tide, greatly 10 the
Mistress of the poor ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.
Various movablcs had been carried
away, and a large market barrow was
now tossing up and down upon actual
!breakers-whi,. its luckle $ owner
stood wrlng ing. he e,.,h hands; IL and tive or or
catch it with ropes.
Eodericl;\ invent to help them; he