The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1904-05-13

the growing town of San Iago, to es-
tablish branch of his business there.
1t was four days journey by steam
er, and Alan thought that the best plan
would be to leave Veronica in her own
comfortable little house, with her own
servants, until he could find suit
able place for her in the new town.
The news of this separation was like
blow to Veronica. She chung so to
Alan that it seemed to him that she
led no life apart from him. But she
made no demur; everything that he
said was law to her. She only lifted
pale face, down which tears were
streaming, to her husband, and said:
but not for long, Alan-not for long,"
Not for week longer than I can
help, darling" he said fervently. He,
too, would feel the separation; he
loved her as one does an affectionate
child who idolizes one. She never pre-
tended to be on equality with him, and
she was quite content to be just loved
by him and petted; but she loved him
with all the force of her nature. She
saw that If she made any difficulties
1T would only worry him, and so she
made none; but Alan could not but
notice that she grew thinner day by
day. DO you mind my going so much,
dear little one?" he asked her, on the
eve before his departure. They were
sitting on the verandah together, on
one of those moonlight nights which
always reminded Alan of the first
time he had seen Veronica. Ee, too,
was feeling sad. His poetical nature
was easily touched, and his wife's
quiet, dignified grief made it more diff
f1cult to leave than any noisy demon
stration Of woe
Mind it," she said, her voice vi
brating with passion. Mind it? You
don't know what it is to me! 1t is like
tearing soul from body"
He had not thought she had real
depth within her. If you feel it like
that you will make me miserable" he
said.
will II" She smiled. as if pleased
that she could make him feel miser-
able. "You will understand when 1
say that am pleased, won't you,
Alan?"
my dear child, it is only. matter
of weeks! I don't suppose that l shall
have been there fortnight before
shall have found something suitable
for you. And then, you know, have
arranged for this house to be taken off
your hands, so that you may not have
any trouble
1T is a dear little housed" she said,
with half sign. Il shall always be
grateful to it. 1t is the only place 1
have ever been happy in"
He pinched her cheek. Men do not
always understand why woman
likes one house and not another. II
shall remember that you like a ver-
andah with flowers round it," he said.
Have you any other likings about
house, Veronica?"
only that you must be inside it,"
she laughed, with rather a pitiful at
tempt to be merry. "Alan, you must
write the instant you arrive, and you
must not mind il my letters are short;
1 write such bad letters"
but mine must, be long-is that it,
little one?"
She laughed again and then she
stopped. "How many days before you
get there, Alan, four or five? And you
will be on that horrid black water at
night! Oh, hate the thought of it,"
He laughed outright at this. "And
sea captains son! Why, love the
water, Veronica! 1 could willingly
spend my life on it,"
The very next day he left. Veronica
had exercised all her strength and
courage, and she nerved herself to wish
him goodbye; but she had dreamed of
the man who she had known as father,
and that always alarmed her. Still.
though she was nervous, she was no
coward, SO she kept her fears to her
self, only she prayed earnestly that no
harm might come to her beloved, and
she showed him a bright face before
she left. Alan accomplished his four
days voyage in safety, and wrote
home to his wife constantly. AS he
had predicted, there was no great diff
Guilty In finding Il home which would
suit Veronica. He only placed the
necessities of life in 1t, knowing that
it would please her to- make it pretty.
He got servants, and saw that the
place was full of flowers; and though
his work engrosscd him to the utmost,
yet he began to look forward to the
pleasant home life he had enjoyed in
Santa Rosa.
Il must not become selfish he said
to himself. "A wife like Veronica, SO
loving and yielding, makes man sell
fish; but l will not be that" He
thought how he could make her life
fuller, by encouraging her to read and
to know more Of the outside world.
Just now fill up her life,"' he
thought. Il may not always be
enough for her. "A .5.s 4
And then at last the day for her de-
parture came. He had booked her
berth for her In one Of the best Of the
little coasting steamers 1.-The best was
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