Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1897-02-05

fastened the clasps of her silyer-yray
wrapper, which feel, unhecded from her
shoulders on to the grass, and the soft
summer wind bore it to some LITTLE dis
tance.
Miss Ranc,' she said, gently. 81 am
glad to have this chance of speaking to
you. l have often wondered whether IT
would he of any use if 1 made an appcal
to you"
\ appeal about what::' asked
Gladys, sharply.
For my mothers sake" replied An
sela. looking straight into the dark face
OF the beautiful woma before her. Miss
itane'' she said, simply, do you know
what you have made my mother suffer?
DO You know that YOU have helped Cap
tain Wynyard to break her heart and
ruin her lifc?"
The proud eyes dropped before the
speakers earnest gaze.
you say very strange things. Miss
Rooden.' returned Gladys Ranc, indiy-
nantiy.
"I|ey are true,' said Angela. gently.
II nave often wondered if you realized
what YOU w4rc doing"
"What have l been doing?" asked
Gladys. proudly.
Your own heart and conscience will
answer that better than l ran. My moth
~ was happy once. hut now"
Well said Gladys, abruptly. "and
ncw:"
Now her heart is brokcn.' added
Angela. "All her beauty is dying. there
is no light left in her eyes, no smiles
come to her lips-shc who was once all!
sunshine and %gladncss."
what have l to do with that?" asked
Miss Ranc. coldly.
"This-you have helped Captain Wvn-
yard to break her heart" was the ON
phatic answer.
Miss Rane tried to laugh at the idea:
hut the laugh was forced and unnatural.
"flnt is a very easy thing to say. Miss
Rooden: You have yet to prove it,
VI have every proof of it. and the final
one is this--you are nj Culdale Hall pur.
poscly to meet him. Is it right, fair. or
just To my mother. do you think. Miss
Rance" she asked.
Her companion looked at her With Won
dcring eyes.
IF she is so unhappy" said Gladys.
"why do they not part::'
Captain Wynyard is too shrcwd a
nan of the world to leave my mother"
replied Angela, bitterly. "Hc will never
be kind to her, and he will never leave
her. Dearly as l love her. l cannot help
her. Nothing will release her but death.
l want you, Miss Rane," she added gent
". ito keep my secret. You have done
~irreparable harm to me and mine; to
keep my secret will be to do me a favor"
II will keep it," said Gladys. II will
not mention that 1 have seen YOU"
II would knecl and pray to you to
spare my mother, my gentle, loving
mother" went on Angela; "but I fear It
is too late now. She knows the char.
acter of her husband, and nothing can
make her happy again. All, Miss Rane.
you have helped to break a noble heart!
May heaven forgive you'll"
Without another word Angela rose.
weeping as Miss Rane had never seen
any one weep before-weeping and wiring
ing her hands over the woe and the desc
lation the woman by her side had caused
in the once happy home at Rood. With a
sobbed-out word of farewell the unhappy
girl walked slowly across the sunlit grass,
and was soon lost to view.
Miss Rnnc made no attempt to follow
her, nor did she notice which way she
went. She remained seated, bordering
what had just passed, for some time; and
then she perceived that Angela had for
gotten her light silver-gray wrapper, the
wind having blown it to the foot of a
tree behind her.