The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1898-06-18
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life that beat in herlieart and thrilled in her
veins could surely never be moro gladstone.
She loved and WIS beloved, and her lover
was a king among men-a noble, true-lleart-
ed gentleman, the very ideal of that of which
she had always dreamed; She did not wish
for any change. The sunrise w;s blessed be-
catse 1t brought him to her; the sunset was
as dear, for it gnve lier time To dream Of him.
She had y secret longing that this might go
on forever; she had y shy fear and almost
chlld-like dread OF words that must be spok-
Ell, seeing that, let them he said when they
would, tller must bring Il great change into
her life.
In this she was unlike Sir Vane; the prize
he hoped TO win seemed TO him so beautiful,
SO valuable, that he was fin hourly dread lest
others should step in AMI try to take it from
him-lest By some mischw,ce he should lose
that Which his whole soul was bent upon
winning.
He understood the girlish sllyness and
sweet fear that had changed tho queenly wo-
man into n timid girl: lie laved her all the
more fori it, and lie was determined to win
her ii she was to be o Perhaps she read
that determination iii his manner, for of late
she had avoided him. Size remained with
Miss Hastings. and when that refuge was
denied her, she sought Lady ST.. Lawrence;
but nothing could shield her long.
Miss Darrel!,N said Sir Vane, one after
noon, II have a poem that | want to read to
you.''
She was seated OIL n low stool at Lady st.
Lawrence's feet, her beautiful face flushing
at his words, her eyes dropping with shy,
sweet pleasure that was almost fear.
'.Will you not read it to me now, and
here?' she asked.
No; it must be read by the sea. 1t Is like
a song, and the rush of the waves is the ac-
compartment. Miss Hastings, If you have
brought up Your pupil with any notion OF
obedience, enforce it now, please. Tell Miss
Darrell to put on her hat md come down to
the shore.''
Miss Hastings smiled.
You are too old now. Pauline, to be die
tatcd to in such matters" said Miss Hast
ings; 'but ii Sir Nunc wishes you to go out,
there is no reason why you should not obligc
him.
Lady st. Lawrence laid her hand on the
beautiful head.
"My son has few pleasures" she said;
''give him this onc.'
Pauline complied. Time had been when
anything like a command had instantly
raised Il spirit or rebellion within her; but in
this clearer light that had fallen upon her
she saw things so differently; it was as
though her soul had eyes md they were Just
opened.
She rose and put on the pretty, plumed hat
which Miss Hastings brought for her; she
drew an Indian shawl over her shoulders.
She never once looked at Sir Vane.
Your goodness is not only an act of chart
ty," he said, but it is also a case in which
virtue will be its own reward. You have no
notion how beautifully the sun is shining ON
the sea-"
SO they went out together, and Lady st.
Lawrence looked after them with a sigh.
''sShe is a most beautiful girl, certainly, and
l admire lcr. If she only had L.illith Daven-
ants money!"
Sir Nane and Pauline walked in silence
down to the shore, and then the former turn
ed to his companion.
Miss DARRELL" lie said, twill you tell me
why you were not willing to CONT out will,
newly you have avoided me and turned
the light of your beautiful face from ,ne??"
Her face flushed, and her heart beat, but
she made no answer
u have borne my impotence well for tho
last three days." he said: nov I must speak
to you, for can bear it no longer, Pauline.
Oh, 10 not run away from mel! l love you,
and l want you to be my wife-my wife,
darling; and l will love you'll will cherish
you-l Will spend my whole life in working
for YOU. 1havc no hope so great, so sweet,
50 dear, as the hope of winning yon.
She made HIM NJ answer. Yet her silence
was more eloquent than words.
ut seems a strvnge thing to say, but, Pau
line, l loved you the ilrst moment 1 saw you.
Do you remember, love? You were sitting
with one of my books in your hand, and tho
instant my eyes fell upon your beautiful face
a great calm came over nc. l could not de-
scribe it; | felt that in that minute my life
was completed. My whole heart went out
to you, and | knew, whether you ever learn
ell to care for me or not, that you We're the
only woman in all the world for me-"
She listened witlra happy smile playing
round her beautiful lips, her dark eyes dloop-
ing, her iiower-like lace flushed and turned
from his.
"You are my fate-my destiny! ALL If
you love me, Pnuline--if you Will only love
ME, | shall not have lived in vain! Your
love would ilicite me to win lame and fame
not for myself, but for yon. Your love
would crown a king-wlIat would it not do
for me-. Turn your face to Inc, Pauline?
You are not angry: Surely great love wins
great Iove--anl there could be no love great
er than NINE"
Still the beautiful face was averted. There
was the sunlight on the sea; the western
wind sighed around them. A great fear came
over him. Surely on this most fair sunny
day, his love was not to meet a cruel death.
Ills voice was 50 full Of this fear when he
spoke again that she, in surprise, turned and
looked at him.
Pauline he cried, you carnot mean to
be cruel to me. | an no coward, but | would
rather face death than your rejection"
Then 1t was that their eyes met; aud that
which he saw in hers was q revelation to
Him. The next moment he had claspcd her
to his heart, and was pouring out a torrent OF
passionate worls-such words, so tender, SO
loving, so full of passion and hope, that her
face grew pale as she listened, and the beau
titul figure tremlbled.
Il have frightened you. my darling,n he
said, suddenly. "Ahi do forgive me. l was
half mad with JOY. You do not know how
1 have longed to tell you this, yet feared
| knew not what-yor seemed so far above
me, sweet. See, you are trembling now! l
am as cruel as a man who catches in his
hands a white dove that lie has tanned, and
hurts II BY his grasp. Sit down here and
rest, Wills tell you over and over again. in
every fashion, III every way, now I love
YOU"
The sun never shone upon happier lovers
than those. The golden doors OF Loves
paradise were open to them.
" never knew until now" said Vane,
show beautiful life is. Why, Pauline, love
is the very center of it'll Is not money or
rank-it Is love that makes life. Only to
think, my darling, that you and l may spcad
every hour OF it together"
SlieIaised her eyes to the fair, calm lieav-
ems, and infinite happiness filled her soul TO
overlooking; a deep, Silent prayer ssccndea
u%nspoken from her heart.
Suddenly she sprang from his side With a
startled cry.
..Oh, Vane!" she said, with outs.1etclled
hands, II had forgotten that l am unworthy.
! can never marry YOU"
lie saw such wild despair in her face. such
sudden, keen anguish, that he was half start
led; and knceling by her side. he asked:
'Why, my darling? Tell nc why. You.
Pauline" lie cried-.you not worthy OF me!
My darling, what fancy is it--,yhat foolish
idea-what frcaksof i%magina.ica: You are
the noblcst, the truest, the dearest woman In
the whole wide world! Pauline, WHY arc.
you weeping so? My darling, trust me-tell
me-"