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

No horror of her solitude, no melancholy
recollections, no dread of the future, disturb
ed Sydney's mind. The one sense left IN her
was the sense of fatigue. Vacantly, me-
chemically. the girl rested as a tired NINA
might have rested. s::le saw nothing, heard
nothing; the one feeling of which she was
conscious was a dull aching IN every limb.
The moon climbed the heavens, frightened
the topmost leaves Of the trees, found the
gloom i'm which Sydney was hidden, and
cheered it tenderly with radiant light. She
was too weary to sleep; too weary even to
shade her face when the moonbeams touch
ed il. 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 recog'
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. "Weare 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 clung TO her aud kissed her;
Kitty set the nurse at defiance. DO you
| think / am going TO leave sgd now l have
found her? Susan, l am astonished at your
Susan gave way. Where the nature is
gentle, kindness and delicacy go hand in
hand together, undisturbed by the social ir.
regularities which beset the roadway of life.
/ The nursemaid drew back out of hearing.
Kitty's first questions followed each other in
GREATNESS succession. Some Of them proved
to be hard, indeed. to answer truly, and
without reserve. She inquired II 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: '.Haye you and mamma quarreled?'
'vOh, mop
Then come indoors with me-"
"Wait a little, Kitty, and tell me something
about yourself. How do you get on witt
your lessons?'
"You dear foolish governess, do yol
expect Inc to learn my lessons wheI
1 haven't got You to teach me? Where have
you been all this long while? / wouldn'
have gone away and left you?' She paused
her eager eyes studied Sydney's face witt
the unrestrained curiosity Of a child. rs
the moonlight that makes you look pale ant
w~retched?' she said. 'Or are you really I'M
happy? Tell me, Sgd, do you ever sing an.
Of those songs that l taught you, when yo'
first came to us"?
Never, dear!'
"Have you anybody to 60 out walking
with you and running races with you, as
didy'
mo, my sweet! Those days have gone b
forever"
!, Kitty laid her head sadly on Sydney
bosom. "Its not the moonlight" she said
, shall l tell you q secret? Sometimes ! al
not happy, either. Poor papa Is dead. ii
always liked you-Pm sure you are sorry 10
, him"
Astonishment held Sydney speechless. 81
. fore she could ask who had 10 cruelty d.
ceIyed the child, and for what purpose. til
4 nursemaid, standing behind her chair, war;
Q ed her to be silent by u touch.
II think we are all unhappy now" Kilt
. went ON, still following her own little trai
OF thought Mamma isn't like what sh
B used to be. And even my nice captain hash
q word to say to me. He wouldn'r con
' back with ~; he said he would 60 back B
himself."
Another allusion which took Sydney b
SURPRISED She asked who the captain wa
Kitty started IS II the question shocked he
q sAOh, dear, dear, this Is what comes Of you
going away and leaving usl You don
know Capt B~ennydeck."
e Tie name Of her fathers correspondent
The name which she vaguely remembered
have heard In her childhoodi s'Wnere d
you Grsk meet with htln?" she Inquired.
AT ths sesside. dear"