Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1897-07-02

baggage beside us; ,s,,re ere roiitc en-.
cials suggesting the various exccilences Of
their respective hotels: there is my par
ticu!ar maid al little distance off, and there
Is Darby, with meek and wondering face.
1istei!nS to my rapturcs. For Darby, who
could not bear to be separated from lae.
had ut my husbands own request, acc.lIl-
panied US.
Presently we were at the hotel, and l
am shown into IL room all white lace, and
DAINTY furniture. aMd with IL balcony Gc-
yond the wiuGow. from which behold Il
perfect fi!ivr:,...;i ui luveii,lcss The sun
is just s:ns.ns behind III. highest oil The
mount.in l,c;.Ns-r is The GalsLerg, l
learn afterwards. The rich, su!t ar sec;iis
like i, breath ur i,urcf TIE, and as stan,i
aE! gaze. The .ivcr aad valley fade iliio
pn!cr t!its. ana the trees stand black as
shadows AGAINST TIE -osc hueS vi the sky.
''Oue is, ss.:ld Of lie ,.t such Il lime. L
say at last. ai., draw the cn.ld closer 10
l.y side. and Jri. her in low, Eushc,i tones
OF those wor.eriu heights With the.r
crowns OF snJw ;nat reach lar, lar up To
heaven, VI how tl.c clear stars leap MO
the vlolct dusk OF 1ic SKY, vi ,he waters
that grow dark as tic spell of night
crccps Onward. and low one by one the
distant laiiips giram out through trees
and avcnur.,. AID shine down INTO the
river.
~ can see it ALL says The child, as !
cease speaking. flow beautiful ii must
be. do. 1 can hear the river quite dis
tnc,i. uho... lie whole place"
''it :'c,n!s TIE only tM:ng that has life or
mo;iam." ! answer dlcaalily There is
fuc.i !: suucc o. si.i:,css and lcsrluiuess
ahou; The whole place"
"iiuw accurately you have described
it," s;i:s "a Voice close ut hand-;l voice
that ln;llo nae start us If. indeed, tie dead
had ;o.n;. iuc l.-.e in this Tain; dusk. !;
voice remembered as ln!s ia,n runem-
hors; ui.I cold. ana sick ::.a ,.cMii;i!M:.. j
turn, and bes.,.e inc. Oh the aajoiiiin. ba..-
:oMy. l SEE Iu..;c l'cr,ors. For Il no
invAt do Eot .;ii,-;,:.. No word not ever
tMu coi4iinci.vat lu::a OF greeting will my
lips frame. cn!y stand as if turned to
stone, and saZc :it the face before ne
with eyes that mast surely speak The ter
ror ot iny heart.
He bemis Il litilc i:carrr. l have some
din. confused t.c;. that lie puts cut his
hand. but do not tu@ch it. draw fur
thcr ant. further away-l sort of horror
sei:cs 80 feel as If hated hin-Ea,ed
him because lie .s,antis there. calm. smi-
in:,. composed: and What agony has INC
III lis grip as lean against the cold stone
ha',:straGe. ton.ac-t:ed. raraly2cd, by the
shock of this strange meeting.
na-by'S voice rou>es l.e. DARBY it is
who raus forward and clasps the hands
that to lne are as tEc hands of IL inur
Lcrer.
''lt is Ycrkc," she cries gladly. II. is
ioskc and here ten. How funny! Did
.ou know we were here:'
''No." he says: II did not know"
"Why don't you speak to him, .Ioun!'
the child s:nes cn. Are you not glad to
see him: IoG Were So fond of him once.
Was she not, Yorkc:'
"Ncs." he says in an odd. cold voice;
IL tilin.. Sic WAS fo..d of me once. Bat
that WAS Il los ,;.nc ago, Darby-l long;
time ago.
Then something gives me strength. and
stand up cain a:.,i straight. though pain
seems draining the Vary lifr-hloud from
my heart.
~ WAS too surprised 10 speak to you.''
SLY in q voice that is r,o more like my
own than these falling evening Shadows
are like the radiant sunset 1 have watch
cd. .ilowliow did you cei..e here:'
"isy train. from Vienna" he answers.
'.Aiay ask the same question of you:
Or shall waive ceremony. and say ut
once. why have you never answered my
ietters:'
''Your letters? I gasp. "What let:crs?'
'''fliose l wrote before leaving London.
an'! again from BoulogMe.s he Says. Il