The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1895-12-28
3 LIND LOVE
wILx1E ooLL1Na

gone. She was alone In the cottage: and
the suburb OF Passy, though charming in
many ways. is not exactly the place for a
man Of DIR. Vimpany's temperament. She
would stay a day, or even two days, or
more, IL necessary, Mt Passy. She would
make those inquiries.
The second letter, which reached her the
same day was from Mr.. Monitor. He
told her what he had told Mrs. Vimpauy:
he would give her the money, because he
recognized the spirit of fidelity which
caused Fanny to 90 first to Paris aud then
to Berne. But he could not pretend TO
any right to interference in the affairs
Of Lord and Lady Harry Norland. He
Enclosed a maltddl postal for u hundred
and twenty-five francs, which he hoped
would be sufficient for her immediate
wants.
She started on her return journey on
the same ~day-namely, Saturday. On
Sunday evening she was in n pension Mt
Passy, ready to make those inquiries. The
first person whom she sought out was the
rentier-the landlord of the cottage. He
was u retired tradesman-one who had
made his modest fortune in a c~hcrcuterie,
and had invested it in house proparLt.
Fanny told him she had been ladv's maid
to Lady Harry Norlund, in the recent oc-
cupancy OF the cottage, and that she was
anxious to know her present ACTRESS.
NMerci, mon Dieu! que s%cais-jes What
do i Know about ity." he replied, 'The
wife of the English milord is SO much at
tached to her husband that she leavesh him
in his long illness
His long illncssy"
"Certainly-Mademoiselle Is not, per
haps, acquainted with the circumstances
his long illness: and does not come even
to see his dead body after he is dead.
There is a wife for ycu-a wife Of the En-
glish fashion"
Fanny gasped.
AFTER he is dead? Is Lord Harry deadp
When did he d!e?"
But, assuredly, Madcmoiselle has not
heard? The English Milford died on Thurs
day morning, n week and more ago, of
consumption. and was buried in the Gem
etery OF Auteuil lust Saturday. Mademoi-
seile appears ;tstouished."
e etfet, Monsieur, | am astonished."
"Already the tombstone is erected to
the memory Of the unhappy young man,
who is said to belong to Il most distin.
gnisled family of Ireland. Mademoi-
selle, can see IL with her own eyes in the
cemetery"
"One word more, Monsieur. Ii Mon
sienr would have the Kindness to tell her
who was the nurse of MILFORD in his last
selZuref"
But certainly. All the world knows
the widow In Chaise. IL was the widow
La Chaise who was called in by the doc
tor. All! there is man-what u mani
What Il miracle OF science. What devotion
TO his friend! What admirable sentiments!
Truly, the English are great in sentiments
when their lnsular coidness allows them
to speak. This widow can be founu-eusi.
ly found"
He gave Fanny, i'll fact, the nurses adj
dress. Armed with this. and having got
put of the landlord the cardinal tact OF
Lord Harry's alleged death, the lady's
maid went in search Of this respectable
widow.
She found her, in her w apartments.
respectable indeed, perfectly
ready to tell everything that She knew,
and evidently quite unsnspicions of any
thing wong. She WAS invited to take
charge of Il sick. man on the morning of
Thursday; She WIS told that he was a
young Irish lord. dangerously i'll of a pull
monury disorder: the doctor, in fact, in
formed her thai his life hung by u thread,
and might drop at any moment, though
on the other hand he had known such
cases linser on for many months. She az
rived, as she had been ordered, ut midday
She was taken into the sick-room by III,
doctor, who showed her the patient p,qcid
~ sleeping on Il sofa: the bed had been
slept in. and was not yet made. Aftei
explaining the medicines which she wa,
to administer, and the times when they
were to be given. and telling her some
thing about his diet, tho doctor left hel
alone with the patient.
HE was still sleeping profoundly" said
the nurse.
You are sure that he was sleeping and
not dead?' asked Fanny, sharply.
"Mademoiselle, L have been a nurse fol-
many years. I know my duties. Tho
moment the doctor left me I verified his
statements. proved thatthe patient was
sleeping by feeling his pulse and observ.
Ing his breath"
Fanny made no reply. She could hardly
remind this respectable person that after
the doctor left her she employed herself
first IN examininc,the cupboarhs, drawers,
j 4 1111 n mo and Eh 1,a /, N-.4,. tl..A H. a H.
found o book with pictures, in which
she read for a quarter of an hour or so;
that she then grew sleepy and dropped the
book
II then" continued the widow, ''made
arrangements against his waking-thut is
to say. l drew back the curtains and turn
ed over the sheet to air he bed"-O, Mad
anne! Madamel Surely this was neediessi
-,nshook up the pillows, and occupied my
self in the cares OF u conscientious nurse
unul the time came to administer the first
dose of medicine. Then l proceeded to
awaken my patient. Fignr. YOURSELF!
He whom l Ind left TRANQUILITY breathing,
with the regularity of u convalescent ratb-
sr than a dying man, was dead. He was
dead"
"A II l hal never seen a dead body be
forei | called the doctor, but it was fol
duty only, for knew that he was dead!"
And the@s"
'Then the doctor-who must also have
known that he was dead-felt his pulse anG
his heart, and looked at his eyes and de.
clared that he was dead.n
"And then?''
What tlten? If u man is dead he is
dead. You cannot restore him to life.
Yet one thing the doctor did. He brought
9 camera aud took n photograph of the
dead man for tho sake of his friends.n
"Ohi He took Il photograph of-of-
Lord Harry Norland. What did he do
that fors"
II tell you for the sake of his friends"
Fanny was more bewildered than ever.
Why on earth should the doctor want o
photograph of the Dane Oxbye to show
the friends of Lord HarryS Could he have
made a blunder us stupid as it was uncall-
ed fors No one could possibly mistake the
dead face of that poor Dane for the deud
face of Lord Harry.
She had got all the information she
Wanted-all, in fact, that was of any use
to her. One thing remained. She would
see the grave.
The cemetery of Auteuil is not so large
rs Pere la Chaise. nor does it contain SO
many celebrated persons as the latter
perhaps the greatest cemetery, as regards
its tllustrious dead, in the whole world.
1t Is the cemetery of the better class. The
tombs are not those of Immortals but Of
R~espectables.
Among them Fanny easily found, fol.
lowing the directions given to her, tie
tomb she was searching after.
On it was written in English, ''Sacredto
the Memory of Lord Harry Norland, sec,
ond son of the Marquiso OF Malven." Then
followed the date aud the age, and Moth.
ing more.
Fanny sat down on a bench, and con.
templated this mendacious stone.
The Dane Oxbye," she said, ''was
growing better fast when l went away.
That was the reason why l was sent away
The very next day the doctor, thinking me
Tar away, poisoned him. 1 saw him do il.
The nurse was told that he was asleep,
and being left alone presently discoyere,
that he was dead. She had been told
that the sick man is a young Irish gen.
tleinan. lie is buried under the name OF
Lord Harry. That is the reason l found
the doctor alone. And my ladyi Where
Is she?"
cHAPTEi: L.-FANNY's NARRATIVE.
Fanny returned to London. Partly, the
slenderness of her resources gave her nc
choice; partly, she had learned all there
was to learn and would do no good by
staying longer at Passy.
She arrived with thirty shillings left
ont of Mir MOuntiov'e timptv uifT Sho