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" Nov. Augustine st. Gregory, Miss
Helen Macintosh. Married.
Clear up the wedding cardsp' inter
ruptcd Pris Armstrong. "It was infatua-
tion-fanaticism. How could a Boston
girl, brought up with every advantage of
| education and association, marry a full
bloOded Sioux l went to the wedding
under protest. AS Hclcn's nearest friend
I sat there under protest, and it required
all my self control to refrain from Shrek
ing aloud at the words, If any man can
show just cause why they should not law
fully be joined together -
"You talk as though he had just arrived
from the plains, in wampum and war
paint" returned Annie Cheslcy indig
nantly. 81 met him at Mrs Cuttings re-
ception and thought him perfectly fas
cinating. He has the loveliest manners, Sc
gentle and subdued, and with his soulful
dark eyes and melancholy face he remind
ed me of Edwin Booth in The Iron Chest.
Such an interesting history as he has too.
| He lost his father at the battle of the Lit
! tie Big Horn, and after the fight of Sit
ting Bull and his men into Canada the
! poor little fellow was found by n mission
| airy and sent to Hampton. Later, by
| means of an old lady's bequcst, he was
educated for the ministry, preparatory to
| going as missionary to his own people. If
! you had heard him speak, the last Sunday
| in Advent, when the collection is taken for
the domestic mission, you would realize
| what religion has done in Transforming
| savage into q Christian gentleman and
| clergyman.
"Helcn was taught from babyhood to
save her pennies for the domestic mis-
sion" said Pris slowly. "In Lent her
childish sacrifices were for the benefit Of
| some Indian school Her castOff toys were
sent to Hampton. Her Sunday school
class supported an Indian there. Later
she attended all the meetings for the bene
fit of the Indians, has been an active men,
Der Of the Dakota league and devoted all
! her charitable cnergies--and Boston girl
| must have some outlet for philanthropy,
as impcratively as for her love Of music,
books and aTt-to collecting funds and
packing barrels of clothing for the In
dams.
Gas she stood by the altar it seemed the
elimination of lifelong fad-an earnest
and religious one if you will, but still
merely a fad-in which love bore a minor
| if not doubtful, part. There was delay
| in getting to the carriage, and l waited.
| No, not to throw rice, but-but to see
| Helen once more. Captain Carter, Holon's
cousin-he was best man-clOsed the car
riage door, with u gay goodby. He stood,
with uncovered head in the fog and driz-
zle, and I saw the look upon his face"
"They say he has always been in love
| with Helen"
| a., rsr,hN
sight, and on the pavement in Copley
square he saw the future, somewhere on
the western plains"
"You arc tired, AugustF"
Helen St. Gregory arose from the piano
the one article of luxury she had permit
ted herself-and leaning over the back of
her husbands chair played with his hair.
1t had been allowed to grow somewhat
| long in the last few weeks.
He had just returned from a visit to a
settlement a few miles distant, consisting
of few wretched, scattered huts. His
hand sought his throat and loosened the
stiff, clerical bands with an impatience
| that seemed uncomfortable.
at is sitting here" he said 1.-THE air
| of room makes me cough.
81 will open the window"
"Open both windows"
81 cannot, returned Helen, with some
surprise at his imperious tone. "The other
window is sealed. Theoretically with pa
pier mache, manufactured out of soaked
newspapers after Frank Carter's recipe"
Her husband strobe across the room,
and with one blow of his clinched fist he
broke away the lower part of the sash.
August How could you-oh, your
hand is bleedingl' reproach changing to
| commiseration.
She caught up a web of soft linen upon
the work table,
"It is nothing, said her husband, al
most haughtiiy, drawing himself so quick
| " away that the linen fell beneath his foot.
The next moment there was an exclana-
| ton from both, for it was the surplice,
with the circle emblem of Immortality en-
broidered upon its front, that lay there,
bloodstained and trampled.
He sank into the chair again, and she.