Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1899-09-07
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finished. "yo uare right. for never
would disdain have beer NOR. unmerit-
ed. unjust and cruel. l have told you
that / know this woman she has con-
cealed nothing from me-. Let me show
you her heart. Just now you spoke Of
caprice, and you spoke truly. 1t was
caprice Or No, / am wrong 1t was
an irresistible attraction which drew
her to you. She had seen you, and she
felt every nerve and pulse Of her being
go ou toward you-a passion she had
no strength to resist. Has 1t not been
thus in all things since the world be-
gan? The torrents and rivers 1T their
source are tiny rivulets. As you APP
peared before her in your true light, a
giant in mind and heart, a child in gen.
giant in mind and heart, a child in gen.
tleness and simplicity, a hero in devo-
ton and courage, caprice gave place to
love. The attraction became n pro-
found passion. Iii one word, Sir George,
this woman loves you. She loves you
with all her soul: yet before she knew
you she believed she could never love"
"Ah madame, If l am indeed TO credit
your assurance, believe me that it
causes profound regret"
Profound regret" echoed Djella, in
iiiioS lluiStiAiIl olltS ALL WHY
Because this affection, which I do
not deserve it is impossible for me to
return
What Is the obstacle?" she asked.
impatiently.
The most unsurmountable of all OBJ
stacles. A loyal heart can neither
withdraw nor share it's allegiance; and
mine, in all its entirety, has already
been bestowed,''
Djella slightly shrugged her shoul-
ders, an ironical smile encircling her
lips.
ITO Miss Agnes Burtell, your fan
Gee" she exclaimed.
The disdaiHfui expression with which
h pronounced these words did not es.
cape Sir George.
TO Miss Agnes Burtell, my fiancee-
yes, madame!' he answered, in clear,
proud tones.
The princess saw her error. She bit
her lips, Fastening to add
Il know that Miss Agnes is a most
charming girl; and though / have not
yet had the pleasure of meeting her. 1
doubt neither her grace nor beauty.
But she is still a child, who can know
nothing OF love. To her the betrothed
Is q brother-or. at most, 4 friend"
) much the better, madame" an
swercd George. IF her heart is dumb,
viii teach it to speak in loves Ian
guage."
you will teach her. but she of whom
l tell you-she whom you deSpise-
would give her life for loves sweet
sakpv'
"She whom I despise, do you say?'
answered George. How can l despise
one whom / do not know? The mask
which concealed her features put q bar
rier between us"
"She is more beautiful than the most
beautiful" cried Djella. poets have
compared her to Venus. She is young.
and 1T is said that her eyes possess n
magical power to enslave all hearts!'
"Wny, then, has she not used them
TO enchain mine when it was yet
timer
Listen to me. Sir George continued
the princess, ''for / have not vet told
you all. This woman's rank is so ex-
allied that the regard of those sur
rounding her scarcely dares lift itself
beyond her feet Among her ancestors
We're the kings Of India and rulers OF
the world. Her fortune is so great
that her followers become m%illionaires
and in no wise is she impoverished.
h need but make n signal. and three
hundred thousand Hindoos rise to obey
any command which may issue from
her lips. Between this woman and
You, Sir George, caste, religion, preju-
dice appear TO form an impossible
abyss-is it not so? Well, to draw her
TO you, she will bridge the chasm. She
will lift you to her altitude in max
ing you her husband. She will bring
you wealth and power-power without
limit, fabulous wealth! And IL ever
heavens will restores to her the throne
OF her ancestors, she will share 1t with
you. All this she offers you, Sir
George. What Is your reply?'
ALAS, princess, 1t is short. indeed A
moment ago., i had the honor Of saying
to you ! no longer belonged to myself
to give. So, ouuring as these proposals
may be, | must now add, i no longer
belong to myself to sell!"
Della made a gesture Of grieved sur
| prise.
"Ah Sir George" she murmured.
these are cruel words! Where, then.
do you discover a bargain in this offer.
dictated by a heart which you entirely
fll?'
$50 be 1t. madame. 1 retract all
harshness and injustice from the
words; but i repeat, / no longer pos
sess myself. / love. Agnes Burtell.'
.Djelia's pale cheeks became purple.
Her eyes fairly scintillated.
Nor She with Unsurpassed
emotion,f the inner, writings
of all the sen pents OF jealousy. and rage
no, you do not love heri You could
not love her. Forget this child. We
will find for herunother fiaicee, which
quickly will console her ifsosshe stdrds
in need OF consolation. Sir George. do
not be pitiless toward the naughty wo-
man who bends ever to make to you a
prayer. Do not repulse her whom love
has rendered humble, and whoAstreteh-
es to you ~supplicating hands, George,
love YOU
You madame-you?" stammered the
young man, struck with s~tupefaction
and emotion, more readily understood
than expressed.
Yes replied Djella, breathless with
agitation--"yes. II, who am yours al
ready, and who wish ever to be yours.
Look! She is on her knees-sne to
whom all men bow. The Princess Djel-