The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1904-05-06
BY Percival Rhodes.

Inc letter in his hand was from his ia
ther. He hal recognized his firm hand
writing at first glance. He opened the
envelope.
My dear boy" wrote the old man. "As
you asked me to. L abled you money, but
as l. am sure that you want the money
Tor gambling and not to invest in any
KIN of business, l consider 1t my duty to
let you know that this is the last money
YOU viii get from me. I have paid your
debts at Elton and Cambridge and find
they amounted to as much as the cost Of
building a 9o0-ton steamer, and this is I'M
doubtedly the most foolish thing l have
ever zone. l hope that poverty will make
a man of you, and when you have shown
that You can earn an honest living with
out any assistance L shall be glad to
see you. but not before.
Your Father"
So the end had come. He must now
light his own battles. He smiled grimly
at the thought. but he felt that his father
was right, and thought of him without
bitterness.
1t was after midnight when he left the
club for a stroll along the water front.
The streets were empty. but on one of the
docks he happened to overhear a con-
versation between a captain of a ship md
a policeman.
We'll, captain" said the policeman.
your man has been arrested and 1t will
probably be a week before the judge will
turn him loose again"
That puts me in a devil of a hole" the
captain replied, 81 must leave in two
hours and ave only two men on board"
Walden stepped over TO the men.
Are you the captain, sir7"
II am-what about it2"
You need a man."
Yes, sir. Do you want the tob?"
Yes, sir. Where are you bound for?'
Samoa"
When do you sail?"
I'm two hours"
IAN right, / shall be with you In half
an hour" Walden said and hurried back
to the club.
Two hours later the schooner Isabella
weighed anchor. Harry Walden was on
board, with n capital of So in his pocket,
all he owned in the world. He left behind
him a debt of e754 and his name. On the
ships papers he appeared as Sam Riley.
-Four years had passed. In front of a
cabin Old Tall was busy cooking fish,
While the pretty Faruma was working on
q mat close TO her. ut Is nearly sundown
and your husband has not yet returned.
The fish is almost done. Do you know
where he is?
"Oh, yes" Faruma answered with a lit
tie sigh, 1.-The big steamer came in this
morning. and he went down to speak to
white friends. Oh, Tall, you have met SO
many people, do you believe that my
husband can still love me. I am always
afraid that some day the big steamer
will carry him away from me back to hi.
old home"
My dear little Faruma, you know I do
not like the white men. They are false
and deceitful. They slew my husband be-
cause he would not let them make love to
me and they also killed my son, your ia
Their. But. Faruma, your husband is not
as the others. I believe that he loves
you and will never leave you"
Why do you believe that?"
Because he left his home never to re-
turn. He does not like his own people be-
cause some one among them has caused
him great SORROW"
ooh, Tall! You are so wise, do you
think that 1t was a man or a woman who
made him leave2"
Tall did not answer; she heard footsteps
coming nearer. 1t was Sam Riley, who
back.
The next morning Sam Riley again went
down to the beach. When he was alone
he took a paper from his pocket. He read
once more a paragraph in the personal
column. 1t ran thus:
Harry Walden left London on March
4, 1887, and was last seen in Sydney In
1890. Nothing has been heard of him
since. AS his father has died, his sisters
are anxious to communicate with him, A
large reward will be paid to any one who
will send his present address to tho In
formation bureau Light" in Melbourne"
Harry Walden was greatly excited. The
past which he had tried to forget had
again come back. His father dead. A
great fortune must be waiting for him.
He could have millions IL he would re-
turn. In his thoughts he saw the old
castle Rannock in Scotland Illuminated
In his honor; he heard the baying of
hounds and the trampllng Of horses.
But he would havN to leave Samoa and
sacrifice. He loved Faruma and knew
tina. she loved him with all the fervor Of
her great, honest, trusting heart. Why
should he make her unhappy.
He rested his head in both hands and
then dropped ne paper. Then a soft
saw Faruma.
"Why are you sad, my beloved? Ea
the big boat brought you bad news2"
Yes. Faruma, my father is dead"
why did you not tell me last night7 Is
not your Joy my Joy and you sorrow
mine? Will o turn back to that great
country across the sea2 Your father has
left you much gold and you will be a
great man among the white people,"
"Yes, Faruma, he has left mo much
gold and land and many servants"
Fnruma's eyes filed with tears.
oh. I knew 1t would come. You will
go bae6 on the next BOAT and you will
soon forget your Faruma."
What would you think of me, Faruma,
If I did that?"
IT would think that you were cruel as
the other white men. that I was not good
enough for you and that you were too
handsome and great for a little dark girl
like me, but I would not think so very
Tong"
She pointed toward the water and
whispered:
The sea is close by and the sharks
are hungry and their teeth are sharp"
Harry Walden looked at her and looked
INTO her sad. childl1ke face beaming with
.ove. He put his arm around her waist
and kissed her red lips.
! No, Faruma," he said. IT shall never
go back to the white mems country"
! An hour later he sat in his cabin writ
ing a letter to Light Melbourne.
Harry Walden died in 1890, when he
eft Sydney"
And his hand never trembied as he
! signed the letter: Sam Riley"
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