The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1896-03-05

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By HENRY HERMAN.

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her lissome figure lay extended, white
and cold as the garments when sparse
ly covered her. while her iabbling lips
murmuraG: what have l donef What
have | done? What have L lone
What have l doner'
Even the squalid ugliness OF Lon
don architecture could not rob a sum
mer morning of its rUSeate beauty, ana
Lucy could see the first softly blush
ing light Of day, creeping from across
the hOusetopS, through the aperture
between her curtains, ere she recoV-
cred her wOnted cOmpOsurc. She went
into her dressing ana Spongea
herself with cold water. The touch or
the refreshing element seemed To
bring back vigUr OF mind and elasticity
of body, and the previously mentioned
prying intruder, had he seen Miss
Lucy at that moment, would have
deemed her the most hardened of
cynics.
WAL. it's just another slice OF my
luck, | s'pose," she said, as she splash
ed and lung the water about her In
ali directions, AN what cayn't be
cured 5 got to be endured. I've gone
that fur. an I'll jest see It out, l
reckon"
Five minutes afterward, her head
resting on her sun bronzed arm, and
her bosom moving in as tranquil sleep
as n child might enjoy, Lucy's mind
was at rest.
The next morning brought Lady
Evelyne's reply To Lord Cleve. Lady
Evelyne told the young man that site
had felt sure that u sufficient eXplana-
ton would I've forthcoming. and that
she had since learned from other lips,
as. well as from Lord Cleve's letter,
that he was not to blame. The writer
ended with a statement that most
likely she would meet Lord Cleye, and
would then be able personally to as
sure him hat the matter had passed
from her mind.
That's a dOwny young woman"
Lucy exclaimed when she had read
the letter which Lord Cleye had tossed
across the breakfast table. "She knows
Il caterpillar from a skylark. a Yam
kee couldn't get over her with the
brass earring dodge. | don't reckon.
But l gueSS she's nice. none the less,
else yew'd never bin fond of her"
Lord Cleve smiled: he was rather
pleased to see a little nascent jealousy
Clouding Lucy'S face. II looked to
him like an awakening of that electric
womanhO0d which flashes and spark
les by the contact Of responsive love.
as distinguished from that merely holy
feeling which joins mother and child.
brother and sister. in mutual affection.
Lord Cleve's arrival was no sooner
heraldCd about town than he was in
undated by a perfect shower of con
gratuiatiOnS and invitations. Had the
young man believed about one 1.-THE Of
what was written to him. he might
have wondered WHY the bells of Bow
church were not runy rs n token of
the universal Joy at his return. He
might, indeed. have been persuaded
that his personality was not Only of
importance to society. but to the com
mOnwpalth.
poopIa hoy,n rora,r and soo;..
hny,n to innuirn wi, n,,s tho In,,,III.
ufrI in hit nunint =, hi hahit
u,bo 30 oftnr onnnTnr.n;oI ! nrJ C,in,n
Socfoty occnrIi,g ~ its h,tit :, sin,i
lar cases. speedily solved the uucs-
ton. and shocked itself brvond meas.
IRE by the assertion that Lucy WIS
Lord Clcye's mistress. What else
could she be: asked society. She was
not Lord CIeve's wife. that society.
knew; neither was she his sister. ar
relative; therefore, s9ricty. without
further ado wrote down JiIcy q wan
ton, and considered Lord Eleyc's con
positively shocking Society its
notions of proDriety MOI with.
standing. looked upon Lord Cleye as
n nue. Injured ana interesting vn,tng
man and found excuse FOR his life-a
LII grand Turk-in the circumstance
that ne had passed so many wears