Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1905-03-18

important. and his heart leaped. He
could see, too, that Sybil was happy to
meet him.
For weeks he summed himself in joy,
and tried to Danish Kate. Then one
day he faced the ghost and reasoned
with himself in Il logical, sensible man
ner, and his state of mind became more
normal, and he asked himself why he
should not be happy.
Next morning, on the hill, he broke
into the first love words he had uttered
since he dawdled with Kate by the
Devonshire river.
II love your he cried out, as he and
Sybil sat resting in the monday.
''Sybil, l can't live without you. 1
have hungered for you since 1 first
met you two years agor'
Il love you. tool'' she said, simply,
when she could find voice. And Hay
den held her In his arms for a raptur-
GUS moment.
When he glanced up. his arms still
about her. a girl was passing along the
hill below-a dark-haired girl, in
lilac gown. 1t was, of course, merely
coincidence.
Hayden shivered and loosed his
clasp. The old haunted feeling had
returned. He had an impulse to tell
Sybil the whole wretched story, but it
would be a gloomy beginning to the
first hour of his new happiness. Be
sides which, Mrs. Dove came into sight
at the moment.
Those were strange months. those
months of engagement. There were
hours when both Hayden and Sybil
were wildly gay; but again there were
hours when a cloud hung over them,
when something seemed to be between
them, checking their words as if a
third person were listening.
In himself Hayden could under
stand the feeling. for even now, spite
Of argument spite of happy future, he
could not throw off the recollection Of
Kate Moon and her despair But the
same mood in Sybil he could not I'M
derstand. Was the drowned girl al
ways to be between them? Hayden
/ groaned.
Tell her, 1 say. tell her, Or"
In desperation Hayden caught up
his hat I'll stroll down to the
church." he muttered hastily the
evening before the wedding, after
the dead girl walking between him
self and his living bride. "I'll see how
the decorations are getting on
1t was a lovely old building Of gray
stone, far famed for it's many windows
of stained glass, which in a close line
told in rich puppies and crimsons the
story Of Joseph and his brethren.
One or two gardeners were busy al
the choir stalls; some girls talking In
subdued tones were garlanding a pill
lar. Hayden watched their dizziness
Then with a tender impulse he turned
his eyes to the altar. where he would
kneel tomorrow beside
A sudden horror clutched him, the
blood surged within him and deaf
ened him. Bending at the altar steI
was a dark-haired figure In a lila,
gown with a pink band across tn,
hem.
Hayden CROPPED with his hand. and
clutching a pew door, closed his eye,
III q NNSl'dillhS leAliibhCoS. Ills DOuu
age was to be relentless.
When he looked again the fgur,
was gone. The girls at the pillar haC
turned from their work to speak t,
. another. Unseen in his misery, Hay
den stole out at the porch, stunned
and cold in the sunshine.
Hayden never forgot the night whicl
followed, as he lay, unnerved ant
hopeless, waiting for his wedding day
, and facing in all their details the tw.
/ years past and the many years t
come, from the day when he ha,
played a summers game with tn
heart of girl to all the days when h.
should live close to the girl he loved
, and feel himself a murderer.
{ Toward morning he began to take
more ordinary view OF the matter
{ This was his wedding day-sunny
t happy, glorious. He had been in a.
3 excited, unnatural state OF mind yes