Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1903-11-19

DRY was strong upon him OF the brave
young face under the palm tree. 1t
was here the boy who died a hero's
death had lived; here was the home
that even in dying he remembered
with sucn tender love.
Then the door opened, and he asked
for Mr.. Temple; a pretty, rOsyfaced
madservGnL told hiEl her master was
expected every minute, and that Miss
Temple was mt home.
He was shown into n bright, sunny
] room full of flowers and pictures,
with long white lace curtains draping
the open windows--a delicious, homely
! feel happy pnd at ease,
i He had been there some five minutes
only. wncn Horace Temple entered ;
and Lord NIyain saw before him n tall,
! thin man, with a reserved, melancholy
| face; ana this was the father OF the
hero whom the Indian rebels spoke OF
MS q light.haircd youns god
! j was with your son when he died "
7oid Lord Nivntn gently "He intrust.
ed me with some messages Tor you.
and have come to deliver them,
, The firm lips quiyered, and the sad,
quiet face grew ralo,
my SON" he said, "Ah, give me
time, loved my son, and his death
almost Killed me, IL VIII send for
his sistor-ror Violnntc."
/ In few minutes more the door
/ oEened again very softly this time.
! He looked around, expecting to see a
| chlld-a darkoyed, melancholy child
and instead oi that his wandering
glance fell uron tall. slender grace.
! tn. gIrl, With lace 10 beautiful, and
! SO like her dead brothers. that IL
/ startled him
"Niolante,' said Horace Temple.
| this gentleman. LoId Vivaln Selwyn,
was In India with your brother. He
saw him die. and BERTHE sent us some
/ messages bJ MIN"
| All. now pniEC she was To other
I girls. She did not seem to hear his
| name or his iltle-she did not seem to
! remember that he was n young and
| handsome man. Her dark eyes opened
! vide In wonder, he saw a change like
: cloud over a summer sky come over
her peerless face. Then she went up
10 him, frank and fearless as though
she had been child; she touched his
, hand gently and her voice was fun of
| awe.
You, sir, she sald--"you saw my
brother die?"
He asked me to stand near him.
and hold mis- hand In mine whi,c the
great change came, and did SO.
Ho was standing by the table and
his hand rested upon 1t. When he
SAID these words, the girl beat sud.
dNnly, and then as suddenly appcnrc /
10 remember what she was about TO a.
aud drew back, Plainly rs though IT
mad been told him, he saw that sine
/ had Intended to kiss the hand her
dying brother had chung to, and the
true, warm womanIy impulse touched
him as nothing else could have done.
My brother was II hcto!" sad the
young sill, Il have read many stories
OF brave men | Go not think any man
was ever hrayer than he though he
was not mani he was only a boy
when he dicd
Then her eyes filled with tears. and
the rich, sweet nusie of her voice
died away.
HE Entrusted two messages to mo.
One was, sir to youths love, and
would tell YOU he had died soldiers
death? The other was to his sister
Ntolante, to say that he remembered
her with infinite love"
! Horace Temple sunk back In his
chair and covered his face with his
hands. Even then he, Lord Selwyn,
was thinking to himself how unlike
Niolanto WAS to other girls. She did
not cry or do as most people would
have done; but her fair face grow
deadly pale n CULVER of pain passed
over it, leaving her eyes shadowed
and dim.
After he was dead" continued Lord
Selwyn Il cut of these two locks OF
hair have taken n liberty, have
had two lockets made. thinking
could keep the hair more safely"
He toll out two plain gold lockets,
and offered one to Horace Temple
You win not think II liberty" he
said Your son was my dear friend.
| could not have loved him more had
he been Young brother of my own,
Miss Temple he continued, II should
apologize to YOU Poor BERTHE always
spoke OF you MS his little sister
have been In the constant habit Of
thinking 81 You ns child have no
other apology to cser for venturing to
have this locket made"
II was u very young child when
BERTHE went she replied but my
aSe makes no difference to your kind
ness, Lord Selwyn; whether you
thought the locket was for big girl
or little enc, It was equally hood OF
YOU