The Red Cloud chief., 1897-08-27
"wheesht, Miss Marjorie" she an

changed! I'm thinkin' he'll no last
mony hours LANCER"
"Oh. Mysie!" sobbed the girl. con.
vulsively.
"Wheesht, or he may hear We. Dide
here n minute, and I'll creep ben and
SEQ IL he has waukened.'
She stole frcm the room.
In a few moments she returned to
the door and beckoncd. Chok-
ing down her emotion Marjorie fol-
lowed her without u word. They
crossed the lobby and entered the
rudely furnished bedroom where Mr..
Lorraine had slept SO many years, and
there. In the very bed where the little
founding had been ni""ch s'''' "uh'rs
night long ago, lay the minister-hag-
gard, worn and CHASTITY, with al the
look of a man who was sinking fast.
His white hair was strewn upon the
pillow. his checks were sunken and
ashen pale. and his dim blue eyes
looked at vacancy. while his thin hand
fingered at the counterpart.
Marjorie crcpt closer, with bursting
heart. and looked upon him. As she
did SO she became conscious OF a move
ment at the foot of the bed. There,
kneeling in silence. was old Solomon.
He looked up with a face almost as
gray and stony as that of his mas
ter, but gave no other sign of recogni-
ton.
The minister rocked his head from
side to side and continued to pick the
coverlet, muttering to himself.
Marjorie. Marjorie, my doc! Ay, put
the BARN In my arms-she has your
own eyes,. Marjorie. your own eyes o
heavens blue. Solomon. my surpilce.
To-day's the christening. Well call
her Marjorie, after her mother. A bon-
ny name. A bonny BARN! Bring the
light, Solomon! She's wet and weary.
Wen lay her down in the bed"
At the mention of his name Solomon
rose like a gaunt specter, and stood
gazing desolately at his master. His
eyes were wild and fearless, and he
shook like a reed.
Suddenly there was a low cry from
Solomon.
Marjorie started up, and at the same
moment Mr.. Lorraine half raised him
self on his elbow and looked wildly
around him.
who's there?" he moaned-"Marjo-
rie!"
And for the first time his eyes
seemed fixed On hers in actual recog-
milton.
Eyes, Mr.. Lorraine. Oh, speak to
me!'
He did not answer, but still gazed
upon her with a beautiful smile. His
l hand was still in hers. n she felt II
fiuttering like a leaf. Suddenly the
= smile faded into a look of startled won.
der and divine awe. He looked at Mar
: jorie, but through her, as 1t were, a,
something beyond.
Marjorie" he moaned, I'm com,
ing"
Alas! it was to another Marjorie
some shining presence unbeheld o.
e other eyes, that he addressed that las
joyful cry. Scarcely had 1t left his lip!
- than his jaws dropped convulsively, and
ne fell back upon his pillow. dead.
Let me draw a veil over the sorrow Of
that night, which was spent by poo
Marjorie in uncomfortable grief. Suth.
erland, returning a little while aftel
the minister's breath had gone
tried in vain to comfort her. but re
NAMED in or about the house 20 IN,
break of day.
Early next morning Miss Hethering
| ton driving up to the mansc door in bel
e faded carriage. heard the sad news. Sh,
e entered in, looking grim and worn be
e yond measure, and looked at the deat
9 Then she asked for Marjorie, an,
n learned that she had retired to he
d room. AS the lady returned to he
carriage she saw young Sutherlan,
standing at the gate.
"It's all over az last, then" she said
"and Marjorie AMMAN has lost her jcs
friend. Try to comfort her, Johnnie, /
we can"
"Ill do that. Miss Hetherington,
e cried Sutherland, eagerly.
e 1.-THE old gang and the young come,
n muttered the lady. She's alone nov
in the world, but I'm her friend still
When the funerals DER she must com
Is to stay awhile wi me. Will ye tell he
d that?"
Eyes, II you wish it,"
"Ay, l wish II. Poor BARN! It's he
o first pun O. the Ill wind O. sorrow. bu
when she's as old as me she'll ken Their
y, are things in this world far waur thaI
DEATH"
The few days which followed imme
diately upon the ~clergyman's funera
a were the most wretched Marjorie ha
ever spent. Habited in her plain blac'
a dress. she sat at home in the little par
- lor, watching with weary, wistful eye
a the figures of Solomon and Mysie, who
- similarly clad, moved like ghosts abou
a her; and all the while her thought
were with the good old man, who
. aftar oil had baap har only nrof aotn, 4;