The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1898-04-28
CHAPTER XIX.-tCoxrrsurpl

feeble constitution had been unable 20
withstand the shock OF his daughters
guilt. and he was stricken down in a
fit. He never regairied his conscious
ness. but on the third day after the at
tack he died in blissful insensibility,
Imogene was confined to the room in
the third story, which was made as
comfortable as might be for her use,
and Ralph went about the house a
gloomy grief-stricken man. For sor-
row such as his, who'could offer words
OF comfort?
Governor Fulton prepared to return
home, and he insisted on taking Helen
with him. The Rock now was no place for
a giddy thing like her, he said On the
day of her departure Helen met Guy
St Cyril in one of the empty parlors.
She went up to him and held out her
hand.
mfr. st. Cyril" she said, Il am going
TO start for home today; Let US shake
hands and part good friends.
He took her hand in his, and looked
into her face little reproachfuly.
do you think | have been very
naughty with you, Mr.. st. Cyril?" she
asked demurely.
Yes, do. You have treated me
shamefully, when have loved you sO!'
Indeed. Well wasn't aware had
been so wicked Will you ever forgive
me-"
do you wish me to-"
II don't much care-if you do"
"And if do not?"
Guy, l shall be sorry"
She bowed her head little, her soft
curls swept his hand. He flung his arm
around her.
Helen. one thing tell me. Do you
love me?"
Let me go, / won't tell you"
You shall not go until you do tell
me! And here is your honored father
TO witness your assertion"
The governor looked on in a puzzled
perplexity.
What? how? What is the meaning
of this. don't under stand"
You don't see it, do you, papa?"
said Helen, saucily.
II really don't think do" said the
governor, slowly. I'll be obliged IL
somebody will explain"
II love your daughter, sir" said st.
Cyril, manfully; but / cannot win a
like confession from her. Still, take
the liberty of thinking am not indif-
ferent to her"
BOX his ears. papa. He Is an i'm
pertinent puppy"
Helen, you must tell me! Do you
love me? Yes or no?"
Eyes and no both / love you till you
let me go, and then don't"
"Then | will never let you go!
"It strikes me your arms will ache
in about a week from now.
Helen, answer mel!
well what il do love your"
He strained her closer, and put down
his face to hers.
Papa, run out quick" cried the in
corrigible girl. This fellow is pucker-
ing up his mouth to kiss me! And |
wouldn't have you see him for the
worldw
The governor put their hands together.
"She loves you, my boy" he said,
kindly. "and | give her to you; but |
warn you in the beginning, she's hard
to manage. You'll lead an awful life
of it,
"I'll take the responsibility. and
reckon myself the most fortunate" re-
piled st. Cyril.
And now you'll come home with us
won't you, and see sister Letitia?"
said Helen. Il want her 10 look you
over and see IL you'll do. She's great
Judge &C men. So much so that she's
never found one TO suit her. You'll
come, won't you, dear GUY"
The last words were spoken 80 low
that no one heard them save st. Cyril.
but with them she could have coaxed
him to the ends of the earth.
YES" said the governor, you must
go with us, and your sister, also. /
must look upon you now as one of the
family"
So when Governor Fulton and his
daughter departed they took away
with them the st. Cyriis, and a quiet
that was absolutely horrible settled
down over the household at the Rock.
Lynde Graham was the only visitor.
and he did not come very often. for he
feared that his presence might make il