Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1900-06-14

| had exercised so wo1srsls q poNer
I orer his lfe--whoua be had lost 10 hne
green heart Of his native foresf-Wha.
madness led him TO believe he couia
apa her b1reg The midnight song the
midnight vision. were born only Of MS
own morbid fancy. II he would Dor
"a utterly mad he must give M lbs
frusrIeSs duest-the hope that was
eIougin- his reason. upseTting hls phli-
oSog.hy. He must give up the VITO
Z idea that SyhfI lived And yei-ana
vet. that tear, that whisper, thai BaS
been but portions Of s ferer-dreaIn.
The paIe Lady with the golden hair
Iasbed 10 q spar!'
The f<heFman's words auhte
I him. despite himself. Surely. he couso
b discover who that pale lady was anu
( whittier she had gone
Absorbed ia his X coHtendlhE
( thoughts, Herbert was slowly Waikiki
along thrVuga the quietest 4 most
a~ristocrarlc portion OF the town. Ehere
I the decayed gentry Of other days stu
kept up q feeble appearance of HI
por,ance. when he suddenly became
conscious that he was followed
A young girl. whose bright black
ewes gIitterad roguishlg beneath her
high peasant cap. was coming down
the street. ShyIy watching him, as II
anxious 10 speak.
Herbert waited for her with an en-
! c~oCraging smile.
1T is-ah. yes! II must be Monsieur
I Give" she said. looking NJ into his
face. Monsieur, you have given E-e
a chase this morning | have been
waiting. and watching AMI following
you ever since you left lie Proyi-
dence."
watching for me:" repeated Her
bert. in surprise.
Yes" answered the girl. with a
merry laugh. Doubtless monsieur
thinks | am very bold. or he Is very
charming: but. although Nanette Is
no angel. she is also no fool. l have
something for monsieur See"-sne
held uTs a dainty envelope-~some-
thing that I wish TO give him alone"
Herbert took the little missive ca
gerly. slipping a bright silver piece
into the little messengers hand.
"No, no. said Nanette. Il have
been paid already, monsieur-betteF
than paid in gold
Where did you get thisE" inter
rupted Herbert, his eyes flashing as
he turned upon the girl. Are You
mixed up in a plot to madden me?
Child. child. where. from whom did
you 2 e this letterTell me. and VIII
,r,Dle that piece in your hands,
"IGrsieur asks too much, was the
girls laughing nswer Il have told
him | was already paid
But you know-you saw the person
who gave you thisT' said Herbert, ex-
cifedly.
Perhaps" she answered, with an
arch smile. But there are times
when even wild Nanette is blind and
dumb. Though'-Nanette sank her
voice 10 a cautious whisper-"I would
advise monsieur 10 use both eyes and
ears-and use them well"
She nodded merrily as she tripped
away. leaving Herbert gazing after
her in speeches. amaZement.
Then, glancing at the paper he held
in his hand. he read again the words
that seemed 10 have come at this mo-
meur as if 10 lure him further on his
hopeless search.
"Grieve no longer for me, true ana
faithful friend. / have Witnessed
your love and your despair. and every
pang Of your noble heart adds~a new
pain TO mine. The life that now opens
before me is one that l can share with
none. Yet the heart that / believed
had ceased 10 throb with earthly feel
ings, quivered anew al you presence.
Our peace lies in being far apart. |
go from You forever. Ii has been
wee 10 feel that. though invisible, l
was near YOU; but that sweetness,
like all that I have ever known. was
not 10 last Forget me, No, that l
cannot say: but think OF me as one
whose bleak and barren future is
frightened by one sunbeam of mem
ory-the sunbeam that your love has
cast upon her cloudsd path