Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1897-06-05
CHAPTER XLVI,

No horror of her solitude, no melancholy
recollections, no dread of the future, disturb
ed Sydney's mind. The one sense left i'm her
was the sense of fatigue. Vacantly, me-
chanically, the girl rested as a tired animal
might have rested. 81" saw nothing, heard
nothing; the one feeling of which she was
conscious was Il dull aching in every limb.
Thu moon climbed the heavens, frightened
the topmost leaves of the trees, found the
gloom in which Sydney was hidden, and
checred it tcnderly with radiant light. She
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 unheeded, the one influence that could
rouse Sydney found her at last-set her faint
heart throbbing-called her PROSTATE spirit
to life again. She heard a glad cry of rccog.
milton in "A child's voice:
"Oh, Sydney, dear, is it your
In another instant her little pupil and play.
fellow of former days was in her arms.
my darling, how did you come here%'
Susan answered the question. 'NNeare on
our way back from the palace, miss. 1 am
afraid, she said, timidly, that we ought to
go in"
Silently resigned, Sydney tried TO release
the child. Kitty chung to her and kissed her;
Kitty set the nurse at defiance. do you
think am going TO leave sgd now | have
found her? Susan, | am astonished at your
Susan gave way. Where the nature il
gentle, kindness and d~elicacy 20 hand in
hand together, undisturbed by the social ir.
Irregularities which beset the roadway of life.
The nursemaid drew back out of hearing.
Kitty's first questions followed each other In
breathless 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 mamma?' she asked.
Don't ask me, dear" was all that Sydney
could say. Kitty drew the inevitable con-
clusion: "Have you and mamma QuarreledY'
'Oh, mop
Then come indoors with me-"
wait a little, Kitty, and tell me something
about yourself. How do you get on with
your lessons?'
You dear foolish governess, do you
expect Inc to learn my lessons when
/ haven't got you to teach me? Where have
you been all this long while? | wouldn't
have gone away m left your She paused;
her eager eyes studied Sydney's face with
the unrestrained curiosity of a child. SIS it
the moonlight that makes you look pale and
wretched" she said. "Or are you really un.
happy? Tell me, sgd, do you ever sing any
of those songs that l taught you, when you
first came to us?'
Never, dearw
Have you anybody to go out walking
with you and running races with you, as /
dld?'
No, my sweet! Those days have gone by
forever"
Kitty laid her head sadly on Sydney's
bosom. TITS not the moonlight" she said;
shall l tell you a secret? Sometimes | am
not happy, either. Poor papa is dead. lie
always liked you-l'm sure you are sorry for
him"
Astonishment held Sydney speeches.. Be-
fore she could ask who had so cruelty de-
ceived the child, and for what purpose, the
nursemald, standing behind her chair, warn.
ed her to be silent by a touch.
II think we are all unhappy now" Kitty
went on, still following her own little train
OF thought mamma isn't like what she
used to be. And even my nice captain hasn't
o word to say to me. He wouldn't come
back with us; he said he would go back by
himself"
Another allusiOn which took Sydney by
surprise! She asked who the captain was.
Kitty started as IL the question shocked her.
"Oh, dear, dear, this Is what comes of your
going away and leaving us! You don't
know Capt Bennydeck."
The name OF her fathers correspondent
The name which she vaguely remembered to
have heard in her childhood! Where did
you first meet with himg" she inquired.
AT the seaside, DEAR"