Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1900-04-19

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And ID artist. Should rs paint her
He would paint her unaware,
With 4 haIB rzsun1 her hair"
III wRs with something 81 8 poets
feeling that Herbert regarded Syhl
Though she Was far removed from him
3GrE Yer. though another claimed 1er
heart and hand. even the paDEx Gf
hopeless lgre and hopeless loss could
ngt Gin IL Lis memory Ter beautiful
image, She would always be his ideal
Il 81 tLat was lgrelE and Tture ia w0-
uganhgpd-an Ideal that from nfaT De
might WsrslIH, thDugh beg could never
bCTe to via.
His heart WIS sore rhls morning
sore Wirh the wound q q first dlsat-
-DaintrGDnt. All tbs other pain seemed
lost In the thought thai EyhiI was re-
moved fr9ED AlEB forever. He had Lo
right 10 GEfeLd II -rgt4.c1 ler. She he
IgIEel 10 aEf0t5er-WaE pledged To an
Dther: - oIle-~he words seemed
branded IDto his very soul-to che
whom sAe loved. bgngrad and must
obeT.
Peer child. perhaps II WAS peril 10
this Acyed GDe that 0xtrhunE her young
life like a Garks3Gne cloud: PERHAPS il
WAS grief at separation; perhaps for
tune frgwEed upon a too ambitious
love. ~ perhaps friends forbade a hap
py uniDn-
1ae pain In his own heart made Her
bert generously sympathetic with Syh-
SIS anguish Lore must ever be TBer-
cifUl to love.
He passed into the library. He had
alwaTs. since his return from college.
had Lbs OWE desk and chair there. The
mornings Elal had been brought in.
and his letters were awaiting Ills pc
rHSaL
There were several from Old ehun~
one, On delicately-tlnted paper. from
4 pretty cousin. q begging ep3s1ie. and
then a rude envelope, addressed ia a
craInped. almost iIlegib3e hand. 10
Herbert Give.
He opened it with saTDe surprise. ami
rtsaa the following lines :
~sIr-l aD naE one TO strike in the
DARK. and 80 ! sead o this TO warn
you that q desperate being. who fears
neither God Dor man has taken the
law into his own hands and is deter
mined upon justice. Beware Of me,
for / have determined upon my rights
at any cost-at any cost,
-BaxlI Clive."
Basil Clive. repeated Herbert won-
deringly. And VIII orhe dickens ia
Basil Give: The only one / ever heard
If died fre-and-twen1y years ago. IL
can't be- thar Fannie's dream il 80
quickly realized. and the grim old gen
fleu an uD stairs has really stepped
down froan bfs canvas into lifes Faith
or" and Herbert booked I'D TO his pa
rent. who at thar entered the
room, Il have received Il very singu-
Lar letter from a person who signs him
self 'ResI Give
"Ah-" Mr.. Give bent ever hig let
ters for a moment. perhaps 10 conceal
the gray pallor that crept over his stern
face There liz a desperate sort OF
character who goes by that name. and
has ~endeavCred several times 10 claim
relationship with ns: but he is an i'm
poster. whose p~retensions ii Is much
better not % notice. Let me sc his let
ter
Herbert handed 1t TO his father. who
glazed over il quickly, then tore il into
shreds and flung Ii into the waste
basket.
All bombastr' he muttered The
poor fool has been mad on this subject
for wears and years
Strange ! never heard Of him. said
Herbert.
Il preferred that you should neither
hear nor speak of him. continued AIR.
Give. with that darkening Of his brow
I that his aaVaNYh.nw a4suEgA-nx9 - 1901,
lie is nothing 10 US He is n low.
born. l0w-bred ruffian, And III he or
his should ever attempt 10 cross my
threshold. i would spurn them from il
like the dogs they are.''
II was a rare thing for the polished
Mr.. Give To use such rude and forcible
language, and Herbert looked up at
bis father in mute surprise.
But a fairer picture than he had ex-
pected 10 see met his
Just on the threshold of the library
stood his sister. her beautiful face
bright With dimpling smiles. and one
white arm thrown around the slight.
sylpb-like form Of Sybil. who. with her
! wlle .6eiicase features and floating
hair. formed such a graceful contrast
70 Pannie's blooming loneliness.
Here she is. papat7 cried the pettei
darling Of the household. II made her
eat some breakfast. ands he feels ever
so much better. SybiL this is the dear.
darling old duck Of a father that
have told You SO much about; and,
palfa- this is the dearest friend ] have
in the whole world-Sybil wraye."
Courteous gentleman that lac was.
Mr.. Give. senior. was obliged TO rise
and acknowledge so naive an introduc-
| ton.
Il am happy to meet my little daugl-
ter's friend be said, stepping forward
and holding our his hand TO the girl.
whose delicate beauty ar sace disarmed
even peternal criticism.
But tie 6ark frown still fingered
around fis brows. and Sybil, CHANGING
into that stern naughty countenance.
paled and shuddered. and. ere he could
touch her had. fell fainting at Robert
Gives feet.
CHAPTER Y.
Doctor Bond.