The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1903-06-19

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| him. There We're other men in the
world--men upon whom no misfortune
| or disgrace had fallen. He was mad to
| think of her.
How would he face the world now ?
What would he do? Where could he
, go?
He was free now, as other people were
free. There was no one to question or
hinder him. He might go here or there,
or anywhere. Still he felt weak and
poWerless. He had no idea as to how to
face life again. He felt himself sew
cred from everything. He was as a
straw drifting on waters. He had no
power to guide or control his destiny.
1t was horrible thing to keep a man
IN prison for years and then cast him
out to drift.
But he stopped thinking of this.
What was the use Of railing against
rate! He would have to do the best he
could. He would have to begin again.
somehow.
His mind was strangely clear, but he
felt SO weak and powerless! And now
ne began to feel tired for he had
walked at a quick pace And he sat
down on bench to rest for little and
10 think. Perhaps some idea would
occur TO him as to what he could do
HIS mind seemed to move in cir
Gle. but still it was clear.
On the morning! He had often Won
dered what he would do on the morn
ing OF his leaving the prison. But the
morning had always seemed so far
away that he had never had more than
the most vague idea as to what he
might do. And then there had come
time When he remembered nothing and
knew of nothing but the counting of
days. Here was the morning now!
That morning Of which he had thought
years and years ago. He was glad
that the sun was shining so brightly.
1t gave him warmth and it's light re-
freshed him. He had lived for such
long time in gloom. Some of the peo-
pie who We're passing looked at him
curiously. But he did not care for
He was free to do anything he chose!
Anything he chose! He felt weak and
powerless, but somehow he would
manage. Something fortunate might
occur to him!
On the morning!
He was free, and life was again be-
fore him. Life! 1t was brave thing
to face Tiff one only felt strong! He
felt so weak. But his mind was clear.
Indeed, it seemed to get clearer and
clearer Was he getting weaker? No,
he was all right-or he would be all
right after he rested a little. II love
you," said a voice. All! it was the
voice of the past coming to him again
coming to him here as he sat in the
bright sunlight. But the light was not
so strong now as it was. What was
the matter? The morning seemed to
be growing dark. It-but again the
voice came to him. Il love vou,' it
said; II care not if you are guilty I
love you. I will always love YOU"
Yes, she loved him! She had been true
to him! She Was-Why. there she was
coming to him! He could see her COM
ing to him through the darkness. Yes,
it was dark! She was standing before
him! The woman who had always loved
him! She was
His hands suddenly fell listlessly as
he sat-his pale, weak, Worn hands!
why did you go SO fast?' said a
voice. ST spoke to you, but you did
not stop. We have followed you all
the way. We could barely keep you in
sight"
Come" said the woman, taking his
hands, comet
How beautiful was her face as she
the voice of that night years and years
ago.
He stood up and looked into her
eyes.
And they went on their way through
the sunlight. How gloriously it was
shining!
Happiness had come to him. On the
morning!