Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1898-09-23

we cannot say certainly that he is. but
fear we shall never see him again-I
will tell you all"
Dorothy listened with widc-opcn dry
eyes. +.
do yon-lo you think he did it HIM
sclf:' and she chung s%huddering to him,
as she gasped out the words.
NO. certainly not" returned Standish.
promptly. "Why-he ordered breakfast
for himself and for me (for he seemed to
have expected mel. and in his letter he
spoke of objects to live for! No, Doro-
thy-put that thought out of your hcad.''
II wrote to you then?"
YES. very kindly and frankly, just like
his old SELF
"Ah! how good he was, how kind he
was-how gentle, how true-why. why
has one bad man been allowed to destroy
our happiness? My head feels on fire
"Think of those poor little children, so
unconscious of their dcsolatiOn," began
Standish, ut his wits end to draw tears
to the poor strained eyes, when the door
burst open and Henrietta. her eyes red
with weeping and a handkerchief in her
hand, came in.
"Oh! Have YOU told her: Isn't it too
dreadful! oh, poor. dear Dorothy, how l
feel for You! Yet what can your grief he
to mine: loved him all my life, quite all
my lifc." and sitting down, she covered
her face, and sobbcd aloud.
"HOw did you know" asked StandislL.
II did not say anything i'll my note, to
save numbering sleep for one night
cit was this morning. Collins read it
| in tho !, u,,1 told Cn1Nea:n~ c,1 ,1hn
RAM, of course, to me. / kept out of the
way in my room, for 1 knew 1 should talk
to Dorothy, and l told them to keep all
the papers below. Now you must tell ME
the whole dreadful story
Standish complied-nOticing the con-
slant fits of trembling thai shook Doro-
thy's slight frame.
Now" said Henrietta, rising. II hope
you will not mind being left alone, Doro-
thy. but l am going off almost immedi-.
ately to catch the midday Calais boat. I
feel | ought to break the dreadful news
to my aunt In losing her son she loses
everything, and nobody seems to think of
her"
Il certainly dot said Standish, grimly.
Had it not beeH for Ter" He stop-
ped.
"Oh. yes, I lnow; she srowlcd and
grums)ied and made herself disagrecablc,
bit then she meant well. AT any rate.
| Dorothy, I feel l ought to so to Aunt
Callander."
eyes. Henrietta. l don't mind staying
with Nurse, l am so fond of her. and Paul
will come and see me. l think l will go
and lie down; my head and eyes ache
d%readfully."
well, do. dear. l shall see you set
tied before I co.
Goodbye. Paul. How good and kind
YOU always are to mel" AT last the CRU
from the room.
"Thank heaven, she can weep Mt last!'
cried Standish to Henrietta. For heav-
ems sake, come back as soOn as you can.
I feel certain she is going to be ill. But 1
dare say Mrs. McIiugh will take good
care of her."
II declare you don't seem to have n
thought for II one but Dorothy" said
Henrietta, impatiently.
Not many" he replied. tersely.
Henrietta stared ut him US he left the
room.
Standish returned to his chambers on
his way to the Foreign Once, and found
u telegram from Briefly:
Body cast up by tide on western spit.
Shall do NIL that is needful. Come as soon
as you can"
Dispatching this by a messenger to Miss
Oakeley, Standish perforce continued on
his way, that he might clear off some
work, and make what arrangements he
could to attend the funeral Of his unfor-
tuunte friend.