The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1900-02-15

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Tomorrow. have told them that
before daylight 60 to the next farm.
will write from the town and tell
them the facts. do not want them
to trouble me. want to shake myself
free Of these old surroundings; l want
them to lose sight of me. You can
understand that 1t Is necessary for
me-"
He seemed lost in consideration.
Then he said: ...e.
sit is better to have you on those
conditions than not at all. If you will
have it, let it be So
He sat looking at her. On her face
was the weary look that rested there
so often now when she sat alone. Two
months had not passed since they part
ed, but the time had set its mark on
her. He looked at her carefully, from
the brown, smooth forehead to the lit
tie, crossed feet on the floor. A worn
look had grown over the little face. and
it made it's charm for him stronger,
for pain and time, which trace deep
lines and write story on human
face. have a strangely different effect
oil one face and another. The face
that is only fair, even very fair. they
mar and flaw. but to the face whose
beauty is the harmony between that
which speaks from within and the
form through which it speaks power Is
added by all that causes the outer man
to bear more deeply the impress Of the
inner. The pretty woman fades with
the roses on her cheeks and the girl
hood that lasts an hour. The beautiful
woman finds her fullness of bloom
only when past has written itself on
her, and her power is then most ire
sistible when it seems going.
From under their half closed lids the
keen eyes looked down at her. Her
shoulders were bent. For a moment
the little figure had forgotten its queen
II bearing and dropped YEARLY. The
wide dark eyes watched the fire very
softly.
1t certainly was not in her power to
resist him nor any strength in her that
made his own at that moment grow
soft as he looked at her.
He touched one little hand that rest
ed on her knee.
Poor little thingv' he said. you
are only a child"
She did not draw her hand away
from his and looked up at him.
"You are very tired?'
eyes"
She looked into his eyes as a little
child might whom a long days play
had saddened.
He lifted her. gently up and sat her
on his knee.
"Poor little thingv' he said.
She turned her face to his shoulder
and buried it against his neck. He
wound his strong arm about her and
held her close to him. When she had
sat for long while, he drew with his
hand the faes down and held it against
his arm. He kissed it and then put it
back in its old resting place.
Don't you want to talk to me?' =.
mo" >e
"Have you forgotten the night in the
avenue?"
He could feel that she shook her
head.
"Do you want to be quiet nowT'
Eyes"
They sat quite still, excepting that
only sometimes he raised her fingers
softly to his mouth.
Doss, who had been asleep in the
corner, waking suddenly, planted him
self before them. his wiry legs moving
nervously, his yellow eyes filled with
anxiety. He was not at all sure that
she was not being retained in her pres
ent position against her will and was
not a little relieved when she sat up
and held out her hand for the shawl.
Il must CO." she said.
The stranger wrapped the shawl very
carefully about her.
keep it close around your face, Lyn-
DALI 1t is very damp outside. Shall
walk with you to the houseY
mo. Lie down and rest. l will come
and wake you at 3 O'clock"
She lifted her face that he might kiss
it, and when he had kissed it once she
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Then he let her out. He had seated
himself at the fireplace when she re-
opened the door. vs..
Have you forgotten anythingw
mo"
She gave one long. lingering look at
the old room. When she was gone and
the door shut, the stranger filed his
glass and sat at the table slipping it
thoughtfully.
The night outside was misty and
damp. The faint moonlight, trying to
force it's way through the thick air,
made darkly visible the outlines of the
buildings. The stones and walls were
moist, and now and then drop. slowly
collecting, fell from the caves to the
ground. Doss, not liking the change
from the cabins warmth, ran quickly
to the kitchen doorstep. but his mis-
tress walked slowly past him and took
her way up the winding footpath that
ran beside the stone wall Of the camps.
When she came to the end of the last
camp. she threaded her way among the
stones and bushes till she reached the
Germans grave. Why she had come