The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1897-06-12
CHAPTER XLvI.

No horror of her solitude, no melancholy
recollections. no dread of the future, disturb
ed Syduey's mind. The one sense left in her
WAS the sense of fatigue. Nacantly, me-
chanically, the girl rested as a tired animal
might have rested. SS..ls cav nothing, heard
nothing; the one feeling of which she was
conscious was a dull aching i'll every limb.
The moon climbed the heavens, frightened
the topnost leaves of the trees, found the
gloom in which Sydney was hidden, and
cheered it tenderly with radiant light. Sht
was too weary to sleep: too weary even to
shade her face when the moonbeams touch
ed it. While the light still strengthened,
while the SLOW minutes still followed each
other unleeded, the one influence that could
rouse Sydney found her at last-set her faint
heart throbbing-callcd her PROSTATE spirit
to life again. She heard a glad cry of rccog-
milton in a child's voice:
"Oh, Sydney, dear, is it you"?
In another instant her little pupil and play.
fellow of former days WAS in her arms.
My darling, how did you ONE hcrc?"
Susan answered the question. 'Weare on
our way back from the palace, miss. | am
afraid" she said, timidly, "lhat we ought to
go in"
Silently resigned, Sydney tried 10 release
Z WV INV IAilty IluhS ~ uilh NioHSu " 1
Kitty set the nurse at defiance. do you
think am going TO leave sgd now | have
found her? Susan, l am a%stonishcd at your
Susan gave way. Where the nature lie
gentle, kindness and d~elicacy 20 hand i'll
hand together, undisturbed by the social il
Irregularities which bcsct the roadway of life.
The nursemaid drew back out of hearing.
Kitty's first questions followed each other in
brcathless succession. Some of them proved
to be hard, indeed, to answer truly, and
without reserve. She inquired If Sydney
had seen her mother, and then she was eager
to know why Sydney had been left in the
garden alone.
Why haven't you gone back to the HOUSE
with mammal" she asked.
Don't ask me, DEAR was all that Sydney
could say. Kitty drew the inevitable con
cluSion: "Haye you and mamma Qualreled?'
''Oh, no."
Then come indoors with me-"
Wait Il little, Kitty, and tell me something
about yourself. How do You get on will
your lessons"
"You dear foolish governess, do yol
expect me to learn my lessons whel
l haven't got you to teach me? Where have
you been all this long while? l wouldn'
have gone away and left you" She paused
her eager eyes studied Sydney's face will
the mrestrained curiosity of a child. SIS i
the moonlight that makes you look pale ant
wretchedY!" she said. "Ora are yon really un
happy? Tell me, sgd, do you ever sing an.
of those songs that l taught you, when yol
first came to us?"
Never. dear!'
"Have you anybody to go out walking
with you and running races with YOU, as
dld?"
No, my sweet! Those days have gone b,
forever"
Kitty laid her head sadly on Sydney
bosom. TITS not the moonlight" she said
shall l tell you a secret? Sometimes / AZ
not happy, either. Poor papa is dead. Ii
always liked you--Im sure you are sorry TO
him"
Astonishment held Sydney speeches.. BE
fore she could ask who had SO cruelty dc
ceived the child, and for what purpose, til
nursemaid, standing behind her chair, warn
ed her to be silent by Il touch.
II think W. are all unhappy now" Kilt
went on, still following her own little trai.
of thought Mamma isn't like what sb
] used to be. And even my nice captain hasn'
q word to say to me. He wouldn't CON
back with us; he said he would 90 back b
himself.n
Another allusion which took Sydney b
surprise! She asked who the captain was
Kitty started rs II the question shocked lei
"Oh, dear, dear, thisi what coneso of you
going away and leaving us! You don
know Capt. B%ennydeck."
The name OF her fathers correspondent
The name which she vaguely rememberedt
have heard in her childhood! Where di
you first meet with him9?' she inquired.
FAT the seaside, dear"