Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1898-10-22
thinking about, and going INTO the church ,

thinking about, and going into the church
yard for, and crying over graves. Your
step-mother limited enough to me-"
Aunt Sarah, you are wrong, and you.
are wronging me-" said Winifred, quietly,
but trembling. There is nothing in Corn.
wall which have any right to love out.
side or my fathers house, except my moth.
er's grave. There is no one that cares for
me, unless my father and the children do:
and my step-mother knows that" added
Winifred, with a touch of bitterness. INC
one ever wanted or asked to marry me,
except that man / told you of the first
night that you came, aunt Sarah-you re.
MEMBER"
"Ay, / remember well enough. / guess"
responded Miss Whitney, shipping away
fast n angrily; II remember seeing you
come in with your white face and swollen
eyes and hoarse voice, more like q poor
creature ont of an iniirmary, or n nurse
that had been tending patients for q year
running, than n girl of twenty-my niece
Winifred's child-and so | told your step.
mother!'
1T was from 40 fault of my step-moth-
er's, you know. as | told you, aunt Sarah,'
explained Winnie, sorrowfully pleading:
II had been very gricyed and fretting-
and--and nervous. Ii was so foolish Of
me, but l soon got over it, aunt she add.
ed, with a faint little CULVER of n smile.
Things were worrying nae, and was not
very strong. and-and-oh, aunt Sarah
DEAR she cried, passionately, you annot
tell what a relief il was TO me when you
said that night thai YOU were come to take
me away! | had been feeling hat | must
go away somewhere or | should die, aud
l was praying to God to help me ms ]
walked home; and when | came in, and
saw my strange aunt sitting by the fire,
and heard her say hat she wished me TO
go away with her ut once, as she was re.
turning TO America, | felt as if she was an
angel sent from heaven to met
The tears were falling on her work, and
with a very dissatisfied grumble Miss
Whitney went on with her patching.
"And then you brought me thousands
of miles to live with you, aunt Sarah"
presently resumed Winnie, more lightly;
and | was SO glad TO come, though |
had to leave father and the poor children.
/ shall never leave you, auntie, unless you
bid me-never marry anybody, or let any.
body marry mc-never.'
Strangely enough, Miss Whitney looked
anything but pleased at this soothing rs.
Surance.
81 don't see why You shouldn't" sho
muttered under her breath.
She glanced at the wavy brown hair
glistening in the sunlight, the pure pale
face, the slender graceful form in its sim.
pie robing OF soft transparent black, with
IA spray of white blossoms fastened Mt the
waist.
81 don't see why you should be different
from Others" the old lady remarked
aloud, with mn air and n tone of grufr In.
difference, belied by the keen satisfaction
and secret pride which climmered In that
keen, long look through the spectacles.
You are not made "A drudge and n slave
of here, rs your fathers wife made of
YOU
"Ah, dear aunt Sarah" Winnie pleaded
again, lit could not be helped. / don't
know what m will do now-and
there's poor little Louie.'
She'll do without you when she can't
have you, | suppose" returned Miss Whit,
ney, crustily. II don't sec what business
she had to make my sisters daughters
child her help"