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

cue, in any case where his youthful
strength was available. Presently he
succeeded i'll saving the cart, and in
wetting himself to the skin; which he
hardly felt, for in wa1ing ashore, the
hrst sight he saw. fixed upon him, was
those two earnest blue eyes.
She stood among the little crowd,
g umbrella in II hand, a roll of mu-
sic in tho other; behind her the little
white capped bonnie stool, full Of SYM
pathy-.as, indeed. everybody was
irst, WI b the owner of the cart, and
then with Its salvors. She recogni cd
him at once.
"Oh, how good is monsieur" she cx-
claimed, warmly, in French. See,
madame turning to the poor markets
woman your cart is safe, absolutely
uninjured. How kind, how brave It
was OF these men, and of this English
monsieur"
And then monsieur, half deafened
pty The storm of thanks and applause
IRON these warm Swis, hea Is, wa,
glad TO beat a retreat, and find him
self, he knew not how, walking along
by tho side of Mile. Jardine, and talk
ing, still in French. about how il all
happened.
~ have neve, sccn the lake rise So"
II said. All the town has beendown
here watching the waves, which are
hl.her, thoY say, than has been SEEN
for twenty ~Aears-nevcr since the year
l was born"
She was twenty, then; he had thought
her younger.
Mamma happened to be at Ncu-
chatel, and remembers it wcll-that
day-shc hal me i'll her arm, IL little
baby, and III papa had not held her fast
the wave and the wind would have
swept us away, both of US. How strange
it secms!"
Very strange; but life is very
strange" said the y,ung a as he
drank in. iull of dreamy delight, tho
soft tono-, the sudden sweet uplifting
of those lovely eyes. They rested on
his soaked clothes.
Monsieur ought to go at once to his
hotel" she said, with IL pretty deci-
sion. Pardon, but I am SO accustomed
to look after people-to take care of
them. L always take carc of mamma,
you know. She has been an invalid so
long with her chest. | think t is that
which has given me q morbid terror of
damp and wet. Au revoir till six"
And with q brief, sweet rcmor.cless-
ness she bowed and passed on, picking
A0 WaS oAlOuSu UIIc WutSr cudulGlS
and the mud, and never once looking
behind.
This evening with an involutary and
quito ineXplicable feeling, he did not
sock for his diamond studs or any other
resplendency of his always-careful tot
let, but dressed himself as plainly as
possible.
Again he climbed. but i~mpetuously.
lOyOuSly, as if it were the higll.road to
heaven, the long stair which led to
Mime. Jardine's door, and found that
what he had hoped would be a party q
trois was added to IN the pleasant faces
of Nj. Reynier and his daughter, and
II or two other g~ucsts-nos pleasant,
however to his eyes atall. Neverthe-
less, he made the best of it. Most
young mon would have dclightedly
acted cavalier seul to such a charming
cluster of gir.s: but Roderick woult q
thousand times rather have sat be-
side this n girl and watched her
pour out the tea and distri1ut the
various condiments which seemed to
compose this innocent evening meal.
after the custom of tn. Nc :chutel
felix.
.Allthe talk vas in French. of course,
but now and then Miss Jardine adj
dressed him in Engli h, to which he
eagerly responded. as t, q sweet Sc
clct OF felicity in which tho re t did
not share. And how he thanked the
benign fate which dragged away the
masculine element in the party to
some lecture-haif Neucilatel seemed
composed OF professors or ccolicrs-
and compelled an early breaking up.
But Monsieur Jardine. who is not
ut college, need not denart." said
Madame, c~ourtcously. will he not
stay and tell us Il little of his beautiful
Scotland, which my husband loved so
an sometimes thought to see once
more, but he died without seeing it,:
Come and sit by me-. cheric. and listen.
She loves her fathers land almost as
ii she had seen it, does my daughter
Silence"
And then Nine. Jardine questioned
him rather closely about himself and
his college life, watching him with
shrewdness which showed that amidst
all her simplicity she was o ~far-seeing
woman, not altogether ignorant of the
world and it's ways. Finally she drew
from him the story of his Journey and
its Object.
Nothing could exceed the astonish-
mont of both mother and daughter
when they learned that they inherit
ed"-Roderick carefully put it in that
light. trusting to his good luck to be
able to explain it away afterward-in-
herited a sum of money from Miss
Silence Jardine.
How good of her. how generous.!"
cried Nine. Jardine, clasping her
hands with one of those impulsive
gestures which VIC English think so
strange. but which in her seemed per-
fectiy natural. But they had not de-
scendcd to her daughter, who in mien
and manner was rot at all what we
torn foreign" but as quiet as any
English girl.
Il should explain to you. monsieur. T"
continued Nine. Jardine, that in his
youth my husband did his cousin o
! great unkindness nay, wrong. He
could not help it: she made him SO un-
happy. But all that is past now, and
IL made him happy. And she has
made us rich-this good Cousin ST.
lence.'
Not rich exactly" Roderick con.
fusedly explained. 1T i, only an old
| hOOSa with narnnns txyn M. mao HIM.