The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1900-10-12

world God has given us to live In!
And II We are good He will certainly
take caro- Of us: we need fear moth
ing. Why, even q little sparrow can
not fall to the ground but what He
seea It; and We are His children. whom
the Lord Christ came to save"
Kate drank In her, words with q
look OF old intelligence that made her
seem q II sho had never been q child.
But ~ Mollie put her into bed. two
slight arms were suddenly hung round
the soft white throat, and she whisp-
cred with passionate fervor:
"Oh. I Inn glad am awfully glad
that God has given me you for . sis
ter. Mollie."
But long after the little one had
fallen asleep, Mollie sat by her. think
ing, thinking-what did 1t all meant
CHAPTER vi.
Who had killed Leonard Barlower
For days Mollie pondered yer this
question. and another one that would
keep coming back to her-had the Du-
bois any private knowlsdged that had
not been published to the world? They
must have known Of MI. Bar
lowe. his past life and enemies, than
any outsider could possibly do. Henri
had hated his uncle. she knew. yet
surely he had had no hand in sending
him out Of the world; that could not
be the meaning OF madame's wild
words! That he was cold-blooded
and cynical to q degree about every
thing save himself was clear; but it
wal incredible that he could have COM
mitted such a crime undetscted: be-
sides. Kate said that he had been in
London at the time.
She thrust the thought from her.
and determined to try and think no
evil-a good resolution put TO . very
hard test when she discovered that
her freedom was gone, and that mad
anne wa always making sighting re-
marks upon the A%nstruthers. implying
that Mrs. Anstruther was q worldly
mother, who had engaged her daush-
ter to q rich man. and wal nov seek
ing an heiress for her son. About
this latter. indeed, she shook her head
ominously; she had heard tales OF him
The was a terrible fiirt. or worse.
1t was in vain Mollie protested hot
5ly that the young naval officer to whom
Joyce was engaged was far from rich;
that she had never heard a word
against Reggie, that Mrs. Anstruther
raj kindness itself and had loved her
mother. Madame nodded her hand
some dark head m~ysteriously, and said
her dear Mollte was very young and
innocent, and all young men were not
like Henri. SO good and wise and trust
worthy. Certainly she had plenty Of
opportunity Of discovering these vir-
tues in Henri, had they existed for he
spent the greater part of his time
hanging about her. and she grew
heartily tired Of him and the tales Of
his gay Partisan life.
Why did he not return to 1t? she
thought YEARLY. Why did he stay
on here. rolling his black eyes at her
sentimentally, and pretending that
Reverton was now nor to him than
Paris?
1T is because l am an heiress," sh6
thought wrathfully, when he had ac-
companied her to the Anstruthers, and
kept so close to her that she had been
unable to have the good grumble to
Joyce that would have relieved her
pent-up feelings. "Oh, this hateful
money! Ny mothers life was ruined
for 1t, and they would ruin mine. But
I am not SO gentle as she: and madame
will find that.I havesa will Of my own.
I think she suspects it. for sometimes
I 9 her eyes fixed on me with such
q strange expression. God forgive me
II / wrong them; but somehow 1 mis-
trust them utterly"
(To be c%ontinued.)