Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1904-11-24

ruined ship, pale. blood stained, sense
less again, again unheeding her bitter
cry. She would have called once more
upon him save that she knew humanity
has no voice which reaches out into the
darkness by which 1t may call back
those who are once gone to live beyond.
She did not weep; that were a small
thing, a trifle. She sat and brooded.
-Four short months had changed II
all. How young she had been! Would
she ever be young again? How full Of
the JOY Of life! It's currents swept by
her unheeded nov Why had not God
been merciful to her that she could
have died there upon the sea? she
thought. All, poor humanity never
learns his mercy! Perhaps It is be-
cause we have no measure by which to
fathom Its mighty depths. She saw
herself old and lonely, forgotten, but
not forgetting. But even then lacked
she not opportunity. Womanlike, In
spite of her constanoy. she ooh a mel
ancholy pleasure In the thought that
there was one still who hungered for
the shattered remnants Of her broken
heart. who lived for the sound of her
voice and the glance of her eyes and
the light of her face. One there was,
handsome, brave. distinguished, gentle.
OF ancient name, assured station, am
pie fortune, who longed to lay all he
was or had at her feet.
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ing to her-nothingl There was but
one. AS she had said on the ship to
Desborough: 81 love a sailor. You are
not he" And yet her soul was filed
with pity for the gallant gentleman.
and she thought of him tenderly. with
deep affection.
Presently she heard quick Footsteps
on the floor of the boathouse, and, turRe
ing her head, she saw him. He held a
letter. an official packet, with the seal
broken, open In his hand.
"Oh. Miss Wilton, you here?'' he said.
q" have looked everywhere for you.
Do you not think the evening air grows
chill? Is 1t not too cold for" you out
here in the boathouse? Allow me-"
And then, with that gentle solicisude
which women prize. he lifted the Reg
lected cloak and tenderky wrapped II
about her shoulders.
Thank you," she said gratefully.
family, smiling upat him. brit L hardly
need 1t. / do not feel at all cold. The air
Is 81 pleasant. and the sun IL not yea
set, you see. Did you wish 30, see me
about anything special. Lord Desbos-
ough?"
"So-yes-t1at is Oh, Mistress,
Katharine. the. one, special want of my
life is to see you always and eveSy-
where. You know that. Nay. never
lift your hand. I remember. 1 viii
try not 10 trespass upon your ORDERS
again. l came to tell yon that-f am
going away"
"Going away" she, repeated sadly
HAS your exchange been nader
yes; a courier came to the Hall n
short time ago. and here IL is. My or
ders. you see, I must leave at. once"
81 am sorry-indeea sorry-that ysn
must GO"
He, started suddenly as II to speak. a
little fash OF hope hlckering I'm his de.
spondent face, but she continued quick
":
eft has been very pleasant for as to
have you here. except that You have
been a prisoner. But now you will be
free, aud for that, of course. l rejoice.
But l have so few frieDdz left" she
went on mournfully, II am loath to see
depart. ever though he be an ea-
envy"
"Oh, do not cali me IN enemy, | en-
treat you. Katharines oh. let me speak
Just once again." be interrupted with
his usnal impetuosity, land talk not to
me of freedom! While the earth holds
you ! am not free; aye, even should
heaven claim you | still am bound.
All the days Of my captivity here
have been a most willing and happy
prisoner-your prisoner. have looked
forward with dread and anguish to the
day when I might be exchanged and
have to go away. Here would l have
been content to pass my life. by your
side. Oh. once again let me plead! Ny
duty, my honor, call me now to the
service Of my king. I no longer have
excuse for delay. but you have almost
made me forget there was q king. Now
that I must 90. why should I 60 alsnef''
be went on eagerly. II know, I know
you lore the-the other; but hs r gone.