The Red Cloud chief., 1898-08-19

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Orknep'S.
A ROmancc...By Hannah B. Mckenzie.

CHAPTER I.
Going out again, Magnus?"

me to spend the rest of my life over
q luncheon-table."
Now. you're laughing at ME. Mag.
II No; but | hope you are not CO.
ing far. You're not going TOTO Crag
Castle?"
Daisy Halcrow uttered the last words
hesitatingly. as IL not quite sure u
o they might be taken; but her
brother answered readily enough.
though a close observer might have
noticed that his bronzed face took on
a darker tint as he did so.
Yes, | am going, Day. You know
l have to see Lady Westray."
rs she then so very i'll, that You
must go to see her every day." asked
Day quickly. Perhaps there was a
faint shade of sarcasm in her ques-
ton; but II there was, DIR. Magnus
took no more notice of it than he had
of her former hesitation.
He had been standing by the mantle
piece, leaning his elbow upon 1t. Now
he came to the window, in which his
sister stood, and gently laid his hand
on her shoulders.
MY dear little Day, Lady Westray Is
just as Ill as she imagines herself-in
other words, she is a confirmed hypo-
chondriac. But l must not forget that
she is one of the few among my pa
tients who are likely to pay me for
my services"
The girl caught his hand impul-
sively.
That is not the spirit of my noble,
Independent, great-hearted Soaking,
who does his work for love of itself,
and for love alone! Nor is 1t the spirit
of II dear old daddy. Magnus. who
gave OF what he had freely, and was
content so long as he had wherewith
to eat and drink and be clothed"
Our father was only too generous,
Day" said Magnus slowly. you know
1t is necessary to have a little worldly
wisdom and forethought as long as you
are in this world. And | have an am
bition, as you know, and that is 10
repair and b~eautify this ruined home
of the Halcrows. But | must not waste
time now. Give me a kiss, little one.
and let me CO."
Take care of yourself. and don't be
overtaken by the storm, dear" said
the girl. She stood on tiptoe and
pressed her fresh young lips to her
brothers bearded ones: then sudden
ly threw an arm around his neck, whis-
pering. Safe home, my Sea-king!'
She stood by the window until she
saw her brother emerge below, leading
n,,t hiS hipvnln Tho fpptnnne 90 thn
Halcrows were fallen indeed. and long
since Magnus Halcrow had had to part
with his fine chestnut, the less aris-
tocratic and less expensive steed serv-
ing him equally as well. Day smiled
and nodded and waved her handker-
chief, as her brother took off his cap.
smiling also, mounted his iron steed.
and shooting down the road, soon van
ished out Of sight.
A bicycle Is not the best mount fer
showing off a mans stalwart or hand
some figure; but Magnus Halcrow's
proportions were so magnificent that
nothing could hide them. He was, as
his sister had called him, a veritable
Sea-king-a lineal descendant of those
golden-haired. blue-eyed. brawny
Mortimer whose fame and exploits
Saga and Scald have sung.
Six feet in height, he was splendidly
made, with square shoulders and un-
bent back. His limbs were sinewy and
muscular; his face, burnt to a bronze
hue, was the noble, open, generous
one OF an honorable, God-fearing, clean
souled young man. His blue eyes and
abundant auburn hair made him like
a sun-god.
The Halcrows were true Orcadians,
and to them this land of the mid
night sun" was of more importance
than all the great world without. For
thirty years DR.. Halcrow. the elder.
had lived at Abbot's Head, wearing
out his life in the hard work OF o
country doctor, as his father had done
before him. Then he had died, and
his son Magnus had taken his place,
ministering to the rough fisherfolk ami
farmers within twenty miles.
And Day lived with him-Day. whom
her mother, who had died shortly after
she was born, had named Daisy; but
who. to her father and brother, was
always Day-Day, the soft-eyed ana
dark-haired, small and slim of stature,
whom everybody loved; Day, the
eighteen-year-old, to whom all life as
yet was fair and sweet. because she
had known non but those who loved
her and whom she trusted.
When DR.. Magnus was out Of sight
Day still stood by the window, look
ing out half-absently on the scene be-
fore her.
Abbot's Head stood on an eminence
overlooking the sea and Day could let
her gaze travel over that great ex-
panse OF water which stretched away
to unknown worlds. Today 1t was as
calm as glass, but had a dark hue, such
as often presages a storm. The sky
above was blue, but thickiy yelled with
grey. %thundery clouds, sd1ed with a
tinge OF copper.
CHAPTER IL.
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