Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1900-04-05
..rhon take me with you. papa~ she

ssrhen take me with you, papd. sue
cried eagerly. ..Oh, II i can brighten
vour life. soothe your sorrows, lake me
with Won; and, far away from here, III
soroe happier land. we can live un-
known and unnoticed, blessed in each
others love. satisfied in each others
man seeking nothing else, papa
nothing. nothing else. Life is too snort
to waste in endless warfare. in endless
struggles. Dear papa, let us moose u,
last, safety and peace"
rs it my child who speaks?' was the
stern rejoinder-"my Sybil, whose
heart and soul / have striyen to mouid
into a counterpart Of my own! Or q
the soft wind of luxury made a clange-
ling of the only being | have left TO
love? 1t would be my fate-my dark,
evil fate-tG lose even my chlld! TO
from me, then, if you VIII; choose your
own way; separate your IL from
mine; live in safety inc peace win the
pampered children of fortune; Dut DE
child of mine II more! My ways are
WAYS of struggle. and darkness, n
peril. but | have followed them only 10
lead YOU into the light. l can travel
them alone, for the past will have It's
stern duties even though the future
a have lost it's hopes. Go. Leave
me, Sybil; you shall want for nothing.
LawlesS and homeless though your
father be, he can provide for you amply
and generously. Take your W way.
There!'-he pointed up the steep hlll,
on whose summit rose the stately crest
Of Give TowerS-"there, through peril.
privatiOn, death if need be, lies mine.'
"Oh, father. father she cried, in
tones of %quivering pain, what cruel
words are these? You are the only be-
ing on earth who l d~are-dare to love
you, whose wrongs have been my
wrongs, whose sOrrows have been my
sorrows, whose life has been my life!
Take me TO your heart, father! Oh, let
no shadow or suspicion cast me out OF
that one sure resting place! Take me
to your heart, for, in sorrow or in glad
ness, | am your child-your Sybil--
yours, only yours
"Mine-Only miner ne repeated, clasp
ing her in his strong arms. "Mine-on-
~ mine! Remember that, Sybil. Mine,
until honOrably and proudly, in your
own name and from your OWL fireside.
| can give You TO another. noble and
worthy enough to claim the daughter
of Basil Give. Until our work is done.
our purpose gained. you are mine-only
mine! And now 10 business, dear: for
my own time Is short. / must be far
from here before the dawn. Tell me
all you have learned while in my enc
mys house. You have done we'll and
wisely, SO far. You have gained en-
trance into the foeman's camp. You
have not a woman's wit unless all the
known to you. Tell me all-alll Surely
my dead fathers curse falls in some
way upon the sunlit pathway of Robert
Oliver Surely the shadow is not ali
all mineT'
And the dark eyes flashed with a vim
dictive fire, as Basil Give drew his
daughter to a seat on the base of the
monument beside him, and listened ca
gerly for her words.
Fol- more than an hour they con-
yerSed together in low, agitated tones:
n when at length they arose, SYPHILIS
face wore a white. wan expression of
despair that would have touched any
heart not scathed by the smouldering
hres or a long-cherished hate.
Go back TO them. child" said Basil
Give. as lis tall form lowered up in
the shadow of the granite monument.
you must go back to them! 1t is not
the time to falter and shrink now. Go
back to Robers Gives threshold. and
curse the bread he eats, the air he
b~reathes, with the presence Of the in
nocent being he has so cruelty
wronged! Ii you have kept your eyes
smut n your ears closed, hitherto, let
them be alert and vigilant now. |
have s~tI.yen, fairly, openly, to gain
Justice at his hands. l have tried by
threats and violence to wrest It from
MIN. Now we must meet him with his
w weapons-falsehood and frauo.
We u steal our rights, since we NAV
not win them. Here. above nv faith
ers ashes. | renew the oath taken i've
afd-twenty years ago! Hate. undying
hate. against the man that has
Wronged me and mine! Hate that shall
i've In nay blood as long as a drop Of II
flows In living veins! Hate that shall
bCrn forever and forever, until
quenched by ample and unstinted lust.
icer' '"
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