The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1901-03-02

nau exercised so wOndrous a power
over his life whom he had lost in the
green heart of his native forest-w-hat
madness led him to believe he cn1,1a
L IND her here? The midnight song. the
i midnight vision, were born only Of his
own morbid fancy. If he would no,
1 go utterly mad he must give up this
frultless quest-the hope that was
I clouding his reason, upsetting his nhiI-
/ osophy. He must give up the wild
i . idea that Sybil lived. And yet-and
1. yet, that tear, that whisper. that had
been but portions ola fever-dream? q
, .The pale lady with the golden hair,
] dashed to a sparr'
The fisherman's words haunted
| him, despite himself. Surely, he could
discover who that pale lady was and
whittier she had gone. ~.
53sl Absorbed in his own contending
thoughts, Herbert was slowly walking
along through the quietest and most
aristocratic portion Of the town, where
the decayed gentry of other days still
Kept up a feeble appearance of. i'm
I portance, when he suddenly became
conscious that he was followed. ~
A young girl, whose. bright black
eyes ,glittered roguishly beneath her
high peasant cap,ssWas coming down
the street, shyly watching him, as if
anxious to speak.
Herbert waited for her with an en-
couraging smile. -.
'It is-ah, yes! it must be Monsieur
Give" she said, looking up into his
face. "Monsieur, you have giveneme
a chase this morning. I have been
waiting, and watching and following
you ever since you left LIE Provi-
dence''
r. "Watching, for me?", repeated Her.
bert, in surprise.
EYES," answered the girl, with
merry laugh. "Doubtless monsieur
thinks I am very bold, or he is very
charming; but, although Nanette is
no angel, she is also no fool I have
something for monsieur. See!"-she
| Fed up a dsnty envelope-"some-
thing that wish to give him alone"
~tI]erbert took the little missive ca
gerly, slipping a bright silver piece
into the little messengers hand.
"No, no. said Nanette. II have
been paid already, monsieur-better
than paid in gold.'
"Wbere did you get this?' inter-
rupted Herbert, his eyes flashing as
he turned upon the girl. care you
mixed up in plot to madden me?
Child, child, where, from whom did
t*you get this letter?Tell me, and l will
triple that piece in your hands!'
T E'NIoEsieur asks too much,' was the
girls. laughing answer. II have told
him was already paid
but you knoW-yOu saw the person
who gave you this?' said Herbert, ex-
citedly.
"Perhaps," she answered, with an
arch smile. 'Blt there are times
when even wild Nanette is blind and
dumb Though sank her
voice to a cautious whisper-"I would
advise monsieur to use both eyes and
ears-and use them we'll -
She nodded merrly as she tripped
away, leaving. Herbert gazing after
her in speeches. amaZement.
Then, iglancing at the paper he held
in his hand he read again the words
that seemed to have come at this mo-
ment as if to lure him further on his
hopeless search:
.Grieve no longer for me, true and
faithful friend. I 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 can share with
none. Yet the heart that I believed
had ceased to throb with earthly feel
ings, quivered anew at you presence.
Our peace lies in being far apart.
go from you forever. 1t has been
sweet TO feel that though invisible, l
was near you; but that sweetness,
like all that I have ever known, was
not to 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 clouded PATH