The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1899-02-04

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gin learning such thing all over again.,
he said, despondingly. to Lady Mountre
vor; ''besiles-bcsides. Mile, you know,
could not 90 way anywhere now, not II
my daily bread depended on it,"
mo, no, of course not, y she replied.
They were speaking in undertones, and
weary.
mildred, isn't she any bettert,
He had asked the question SO often dur
ing these weeks of sorrowful anxiety, and
she had had 80 little yariatiS1 for reply.
that her lips had grown tired, and her
heart despairing, in the accustomed sor-
towful nsw "She is no better, Steph-
en-
Lady Mildredss brilliant eyes darkened
with tears nov, as she slightly changed the
formula of her response.
stephen dear, | am afraid that she will
never be any better. There is no use in
denying it. The doctors think so, too.n
She" over whom the dreary flat was
uttered was lying in the adjoining cham,
Der, a large airy pleasant room on the first
5hoor in Tregarthen House, surrounded by
all that love and care could desire or
wealth purchase. The downy satin COW
erlet and snowy linen on the beautiful
little ~silk-draped French I'D. the noise!ess
carpets, the bouquets of flowers. the little
fountain of fresh delicious perfume, with
Its tiny jet of spray md its twinkle Of
silvery drops, the superb crimson straw.
berries and hot-house peaches. with Their
crystal dishes resting on ice; the ebony
reading stand, with its open magazines
~ sheets OF engravings-all that love
and wealth could give her was hers ere
she could ask or want; but all gifts aud
e%ndeayors and achievements stopped short
here in this luxurious shaded room, will,
Its dainty satin-covered couch, 1T for u
French mdrqitisc.
The spacious, elegant chamber. with its
tinted draperies and rose-strewn carpet,
its flowers, and fruit, and pictures, and or.
naments, was after all but an invalid's
narrow world "a luxurious, carefully.
guarded, silent, shadowy prison, from
which fond, sad hearts and tender hands
could not set her free, into which they
could not bring one wild fresh breath of
health and strength; they could not set
her on her feet amongst the early summer
flowers and the waving summer trees, out
on the grassy lawns and pleasant shady
paths, to rejoice as they did In the breeze
and the sunshine Of May, and the song Of
the lark, whose trills Of ecstacy for light
and life and love fioated into the quiet
chamber on the breath OF summer air that
stirred the white transparent curtains
about her bed-the downy bed ind pill.
lows, cambric-trimmed, lace-elged, soft,
s~nowy-white. md scented. on Which lay
helplessly an aching head, and powerless,
crippled limbs.
"Oh, my poor little Winnie,n groaned
Stephen Tredennick, sis this all the return
she is to receive ut my hands7stricken
down in her youth, with nothing but the
prospect Of years Of sufering-a long, lin
gering death before herr"
"Bnt. Stephen" his cousin said, gently
she had become very gentle and woman.
ly and kind OF late, this imperious, rest
less, unhappy wife of Lord Mountreyor-
"there were days only a month ago when
we thought that she would not even have
those years of.life, the suffering Of which
I fervently trust time may alleviate in
some degree, and love and care can bright.
en- a little also. Even now Doctor Lake is
of opinion that she will not suffer acute
pain. except Mt intervals. although he
will not say anything about her recovery
" LAX . Va " AinAOS. II bCIALu I'll
her nervous system has affected her spine,
he says, as well as the rheumatic fever
"Oh, don't, Mildred-I can't bear to hear
it!,'
He writhed with the agony of sensitive
pain for the sufferings of others-beloved,
weak, helpless creatures-which affects
some of the brayest masculine natures sc
strangely, in contradistinction to q wo.
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like trial.
but I must speak to you, Stephen =
Lady Mildred recommended unwillingly
after an interval Of Silence. you know
Lord MOuntrevor has written again: ant
although gave him ample explanation
he says he cannot quite understand nj;
prolonged absence" Her lip curlcd, and
a cold. naughty smile hardened her face
"He wishes to see the child, too, l believe
indeed that is, l dare say, the principn
reason Of his requesting my return9"
mo, no, Miliie." Stephen Tredennick
said. earuestly-"don't say that, my. dear.
I believe In my heart that your HUSBAND
|. longs to see your face again for your owl
dear sake. He Is not n stock or o stone
Mildred: and he was passionately In Low,
with you when he married you. Give hin
his due-be inst to him, Mildred. at least
and acknowledge he did care for you yer,
deeply, though you did not care for him.
"Well?" she questioned, with a fiicke,
of q cold smile.
Well" her cousin returned, grnvely
sis there nothing in that to make you fee
kindly toward the man who felt love TO
you, and must have felt keen pain al you
coldnessfn
$40. Stephen" Lady Mountreyor an
swered. frtgtdly, there Is not
He is the father Of your flrst-born an,
only child, Mildred,'' honest Stephel
urged, his kind heart aching at the neces
sity for his pleading; the child whom 70,
love rs we'll as he ought to form one bon,
at least between you"
81 do II : love the child,n she returned
her handsome face growingrigidin proud
cold obstinacy.
"Then, Mildred, my dear cousin, Steph
en- Tredennfck said, ..you show me plainly
whose is the fault. whose is the sin in Thu
most miserable separation OF a man from
the wife aud child he loves-of a woman
from the husband that she vowed to elm,
to as long AZ they both should liye-nf the
poor little innocent child that would love
both his parents II lie were allowed, and
whois worse than orphnned-with an UNI
loving mother anda father hundreds Of
miles away"
The simple. earnest. seyerely-kind words
spoken from the depths Of heart that she
knew to be true and generous. and full
Of brotherly love for her, touched Mildred
Mountrevor to the depths Of her wayward
soul.
cousin Stephen she said. her hardness
breaking down, II do not want tobe cold
and unkind and unnatural; but--oh, You
do noNknow all!',
y know whittier your Eifely duty should