Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1895-01-18

a point was. as regarded money mat
tiers, more difficult than he knew; but
she did somehow manage 1t, and they
went. Not, however, until after many
consultations, the luckless MS. had
again gone forth on its quest for a pub
Usher; this time almost without hope.
but simply in the carrying out Of that
''dogged determination" which Roder-
ick declared he now for the first time
recognized in his wife.
"If l had had it," he said, wistfully,
as they sat together on the deck of
n of those river steamboats,, where
NIL the dfsagreements Of overcrowd-
ing and holiday-making cannot neu-
tralize the pleasure of sen and noun
tain and loch. eff I had had it, how
much more l might hav. donew
"You never know you have got It
till you try"
"My dear hearth" In thu sanctity Of
very private life Roderick sometimes
called his wife my heart" or my
soul'-which was a great deal nearer
the truth than many an idle pet-name.
ooh, this is delicious" said he, as he
drank in the salt air and amused him
self with Silcnce's delight in a beauty
which she declared made Scotland
'better than Switzerland" the broad
estuary running up into long hill-encir-
c!cd locls, where porpoises tumb,ed
and white gulls wheeled screaming
overhead, and the lights and the sha-
dows came and went, producing .cf-
fccts' such rs are seen nowhere
but in this rainy, sunshiny land; a
country which beyond all others seems
to be Il country with u soul, especially
on its coast. And Silence, who, though
brought up among mountains, had
never seen the sea except when she
crossed it at Calais, watched all these
wonders with perfectly childish de-
light.
"How happy you are" said Roder.
lex, looking at her.
why not, when we two are together
always together?"
Roderick smiled, not in gratified van
ity-he had very little of that; but rec
ognizing-as in selfish passion men
v a recognizable sweetness of
being able to make another human be-
ing perfectly happy.
Mrs. Grierson's welcome was a treat
to get. She was of those old people
whom all young people love-sympa-
thetic, uneXacting, expanding what
ever she could, and especially upon
anyone that needed it, the warmth Of
her %childless, mothcrless heart. Mar
row she might be in her opinions-at
least some of the new generation, even
Roderick himself, had thought so; but
in her acts She was wide as charity it.
self. And her house was n of those
not too many in this world-where
guests feel entirely 'at home"
The young folks left almost
entirely to themselves, sitting out on
the lovely shore or climbing the
hcights-the same where Roderick had
a year ago sat and dreamed of the then
unseen and incredible She-as he told
her once when she sat beside him.
They wandered about, perfectly con-
tent, till dusk, when they came in, and
submitted plucluly 10 the sweet Sc.
v~crities of late dinner. Mrs. Grierson
belonged to of the "old" Richer
den families. and cherished the refined
fCrmaiity ,ainly initiated by .llc uou-
veauX riches of that society.
But you seem quite at home" said
Roderick to his wife. "You might
have been 81 Kicherden lady all your
days. so well you play your part"
81 don't play it at all, dear. I really
enjoy myself enjoy everything
with YOU. How terrible it must be-
with a sudden shiver-"I hardly know
which would be most terrible, having
to part from ones husband, or parting.
conscious that IL was not sorry TIC
part. Now, YOU and 1 are not always
good my Roderick. Sometimes we
veX another-I don't believe a bit
in your Dunmow fitch of bacon! WHY,
we have not been married six months.
and l am sure we have quarreled at
least twelve times"
Go be continued.)