Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1897-11-04
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~ the George. The sleepy walters stiied
fore him. The lAndlady, who had lingcr-
lor behind the bar, waiting up to hear
the latest news OF the FIRE, came busting
ont to see if she could be OF any use to
kfs 1orIship.
She almost shriekcd ut the sight Of the
child, looking round with frightened
se3es; such . poor little pinched, sallow
c~Ountenance, 70 wizencd, 20 unchildike.
mistress OF the George thought she
had never seen IN uglier brat.
Oh. my lord, where did you pick her
mp? II she one Of the children from
Goodwin So
sShe IL Boldwood's child, and his lord
ship risked hts life to save her." answered
Il 1pllliugton.
DO you think you could lend me a
SshAwl to wrap up this little one, Mrs.
1ycanour?' asked Lashmar, "and do you
mink you could get me a pair Of horses to
take 10 back to Lashmar? Her lady
hip win be anxious till she sees us all
ybafe ct home"
certainly, my lord" and Mrs. Syca-
rang abel. 'sTell Joe to get the
landau and the grays ready directly.
ssAnd. Mary, run and fetch one of my
$ehawls. The warm-knitted one in the
N 6ottom drawer, 0 know, child. Don't
saAtand staring like a simpleton."
sDnddy!!' cried the little girl pitcously.
ssaond the great dark eyes began to fill
4 nth tears where's daddy? want
mysdaddy."
LaaAmAr looked at her hclplcssly.
~ 9hat could he say to soothc or console,
NsWhat could he say OF a comforting ma
SsAute that SHOULD not be a deliberate lie?
s7KAe little ones breast began to heave
with sOhs.
sa ssDaddy.r' she cried, where's daddy?
SNgas be burnt In the fire-was he hurt ?
Saahet me so Z daddy"
ssssI3y and by" murmured Lashmar, fec
SM6ly: by and By, dear child. Will you
Give her = little milk and n biscuit, Mrs.
Iaytninour? The poor little thing may
AZ hungry"
4 But when the motherly soul attempted
tnkc the child in her arms the little
scOwled and chung tighter to Lash
ma
4I'nkc me to daddy" she pleaded.
Upon my soul, Lord Lashmar, this Is
4 too niuch OF a good thing cried Splitting
Ton. lyon had better let our good friend
IS here take charge Of the brat for tonight
md hand her over to the proper authori-
ties tomorrow. / never saw such a COB.
I'M. Why, she's a. black as Erebus."
Its the gypsy blood, sir. Everybody
nayS that Boldwood's wife was n gypsy
ssls that carriage ready? p asked Lash
mar.
Il was past 1 o'clock when the grays
from theGsGeorgA trOtted along the ave.
niue that led 20 Lashmar Castle. The
river Nas cleaning in the starlight, mys.
SSsteriou6@ beautiful between its rushy
banks. Its leaning willows; and the case
ment Vf the castle cleaned also, with
"a earthlier radiance, and the low Gothic
dosrs stood open under the massive
sstOne porch, revealing the lighted hal
Within Lady Lashmar and Victorian
eAne MT Of the white parlor as the ear.
rtage skopped.
sMs sMysdear Colonel, I thought you were
Nnever coming backw she said. "How
drendfAly ron must want your supper
md tlhen, starting at sight Of Lashmar's
N nnrdcH--the little figure mufled in a red
ncecy #shawl-she exclaimed: Why
Gas6niar, what in heavens name have
x0n tkerey"
~ mild, madam; an imp Of darkness
the SPAWN NJ 4 demagoEue-Boldwood'l
child, rescued from the flames by THU
youngheso Of yours. Lady LAshmar
you here reason to be proud Of your son.
aatdfR Colonel, collecting his senses with
j e1ert, for he had been in the middle
of hisaa6rst and soundest sleep when thu
carrssaee pulled up.
rescued Boldwood's childw CRIED
her I4dyship. looking at LMshmar',
nmokGkErimed face, and from his fac(
aownWard 10 his neither garments, which
we're eDrn and frayed at the knees, ONT
knee rent across and showing blood stain,
"a thestight summer cloth. But how r.
s s.Byfe1imbin& Ia the top Of . four-story
huildinE-one 81 the most heroic acts !
ever saw anywhere, except before thu
walls OF a hill fort" answered the Col
onei. Its q wonder I've brought him
hack to you alive. Lady Lashmar."
ssrhc Lashmars were always brave!'
ahe said gravely; and then, with q Ger
faln Formally which chilled the Colonel,
soul. she kissed her stepson on the fore
head.
ssfou have no right to risk your life FOL
demngogue's brat" she said. "Why
couJd not Mr.. HOLLYWOOD rescue his chile
Afmself9's
he did his uttersnost. poor beggar, ani
aRas killed in the attempt said the Col
Dnel.
ssHf3oadwood kiled?'
hn viii trouble us no more. moth
He = sone. and this Is his orphan
&1nshter.''
ut Why In mercy name did you brin,