Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1900-07-19
ana his own affairs with Mr.. and

| manage his w aUalTS With MI. anu
Miss Cliye-manage them alone"
IL was late that afternoon before
Herbert found time to comply with his
new kinsman's request, n visit him
at Give Towers.
A bitter and painful visit ii must
prove, our hero thought, as he alighted
at the little station and proceeded
slowly along the path through the
stately groves he once bad thought
his own.
1t was n beautiful evening. Winter
was already beginning to yield before
the approaching spring. The river,
shlmmering with a thousand opal
hues, flung back the glory of the sui
set: the western hills were tipped with
rose and gold; the evening air a
lost its piercing chill, and seemed
balmy with the breath of unseen now
ers: all nature was suggestive or the
beautiful season that was stealing,
blossom-crowned. over the silent,
sleeping earth-the season Of hope and
prOmise-the virgin spring.
But Herbert walked on slowly n
sadly: the sweet influences around
him brought no gladness TO his heart.
He came. a stranger TO the roof or his
fathers, an exile TO the home or his
birth, a penniless, disgraced man to the
presence of his kinsman whom his
father had wronged and defrauded-
! the kinsm.an whose liberality he was
too proud to accept. .
How the doctors words stung him!
He sue for the naughty heiress or
| Give Towers! He purchase fame ana
fortune at the price of honor and
| heart. He redeem his fathers name
by a base, mercanary, loveless mar
| riage! He, with Sybil Wraye's sweet
image still enshrined in his heart OF
| hearts, to WOO. win and wed another.
Sybil-his own Sybil, All, she need
not fear disSracing his proud name
now. 1t was humbled already in the
dust. Would Sybil pity him now?
would she love him still? He paused
for a moment at the thought. He was
at Sunset Hill, the SPOT endeared &c
him by the memory of that first inter-
view. when love, bursting all bonds,
had leaped to his liDs-when his heart
had first sircken, and Sybil had heard
and wept.
He climbed to the summit Of tbs
hill TO look around him; TO imprint
the beautiful landscape forever in his
heart; TO carry away with him that
men cry as the last and sweetest, OF
his broken home, his blighted youth.
Did he Cream? A form stood upon
Sunset Rock-a woman's form, robed
in misty gray, and illumined with the
last rosy hues of the sunset; a form
yelled with floating clouds of golden
hair; n graceful, lovely form, that
turned at his approach, and revealed
to him the beautiful features of his
dream-loye-Sybil Wraye!
''Sybll, Sybil! Ny darling, my dar-
ling!' he cried, forgetting poverty, dis
grace, all things save the rapture Of
this meeting, you here? Surely. this
is only some vision sent to mock my
despairi"
NO vision. MY beloved" she said.
holding out her hands TO him with a
beautiful smile. DIVISIONS are done
with now. dear Herbert. for the shad-
ews have fed, the night is passed-it
Is day, sunshiny day.. AT last-at last,
Herbert" she looked up into his face
with beaming e~yes-''at last we meet
beyond the s~hadow-at last we can
speak of hope and-and' she blushed
at the whisper-"loye!'
MY OWN IONe. lie muElIluTtu, III a
moved voice, II understand you. Alas
-alas.-I car offer you nothing now
but a blightad life. a furnished name.
poverty and disgrace. / have nothing
left. Sybil-nor even honor!'
you have your W true heart. All!
I have heard ALL" she said, simply,
Dear Herbert, let NE come TO you in
your sorrow, let me share your power
~, If need be, your disgrace. / would
love you as you have loved me,
through all, in spite of all! The bar.
rier between us is broken now-I am
all your owni"
"Sybil, beloved one, is this true, or
only a dream, a beautiful dream?
Darling. darling! will you be the star
of my darkness? Will you come to
me-poor. disgraced and wretched as /
anvil you be the wife of one whose
only wealth is love for you? oh. my
love, it will only be for your sake.
then. that / can regret the past! /
could almost welcome the shadow that
draws you to my heart-my own, my
ownr'
Hello, young man!' said a CHEEKY
voice behind them, and DR.. Bond, with
a tall, dark-browed man at his side.
suddenly appeared on the e 'You
appear to have changed you mind on
the subject we were discussing q few
hours since. / thought you would
bring him to reason, my dear, though
it was only this morning he was ready
to knock me down for proposing he
should eve look at you. You look be-
wildered, my dear boy" continued the
good doctor, whose old face was fair
ly beaming with happiness. LET me
introduce you to your new relatives.
AIr. Basil Give. this is the young gen.
tleman who is fool enough In these lat
ter days TO hold honesty above honor,
who knows only one road, and that
goes straight ahead, whether it be
down a precipice."
"Or up an Alpine peak" said Col.
Laponte of ST. Gothard, grasping his
young rescuer's hand warmly. Il need
no Introduction TO Mr.. Herbert Give.
Our acquaintance was made on the
borders Of a valley whose darkness
makes even n as reckless as / have
been look up for light. I have more
than life TO thank you for" he contin-
ued, in a moved tone. "A fire that
burned with ~unchanging heat for five