The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1905-04-13

htN udit lou set lttt uou>t Z
| hardly as she tried to speak in ton
Of calm sternness. there was an anNiou
troubled ring in her voice. and an nnx
ious look in her face. as she waited hi
answer
Now that the ice was broken. all hi
nervousness vanished. Fearless and bite
as herself, he confronted her. For mo
ment they stood eying each other. hk,
two wrestlers about TO engage in dead
ly struggle. In her face was look OF
intense loathing; in his. look OF tiSrist
hatred.
'why have you come here?" she stern
~ asked.
Il have told you. to inquire. on behalf
of Silas Carston. the meaning of this ad-
yertisement."
what is Silas Carston to you. that
you should come here upon such an err
rand! l refuse to make any communi-
cation TO you. Let him come himself il
he wishes to know anything. This is
my house. and l will not endure .eur
presence in It,"
Suppose | insist upon remaining until
you answer my questionsT
II shall have you expelled by con-
stable, and sworn over to keep the peace
tow ards me-"
at would scarcely be agreeable to my
father. outcast as l am. to have his
name branded in police court, even to
secure your safety"
He spoke in voice of cold irony; hut
the blood was singing in his ears, and
seething in his veins with passion.
What have the dead to 10 with the
petty vanities Of earthly fameT' she
asked. sternly.
THE deadw he whispered; the hot
blood changed to a stream OF ice, and
rushed back upon his heart,s and he
stared at her. pale and ashast-
The deadw she reiterated, In the
same tone. She looked steadily In his
face. an though doubling the truth of
his establishment. 1t was too terribly
real TO be doubted even by her. But
it could not excite one touch OF pity in
her stony heart; for she added. IN
voice of bitter irony. "A terrible com
mentary upon Jour life. Edward Mo-
rant Your father has been dead three
months, and you do not know it."
He had sunk into a chair. and was
staring into vacancy. repeating the werd
-Deadr' over and over again Sudden
ly he asked, in a low. anxious tone.
Did he ask for mel Did he wish to see
me before he diedY'
He had broken with all earthly ties
months before he died; his thoughts and
words were given to heaven alone"
Eagerly the man waited for the cruel
answer; and when it came. he covered
his face with his hands and sobbed until |
the tears dropped between his fingers on |
to the ground.
Still cold and pitiless rs an iron statue, |
the woman looked down upon him with
out a shadow Of sympathy In her rigid /
face. After a minutes pause, she srid,
1T is useless to prolong this scene.
You can now see that all ties are brok
en- between u.s. / trust | shall never
ook upon your face again. AS for Silas
rarston. il he wishes to know anything,
repeat. he must come to me himself. l
AXE no interest in him. l simply desire
% do a duty which / have pledged
myself to perform"
why, then, was he sent to such a
,lacs as Tabernacle HouseT he de-
handed. kept in ignorance of his par
nts-put to mental wo-k? Do you know
nto what keeping you consigned him Z?
mis- ud1"tnlb new OIlcfs Us ne 1
alls himself" he went on-'I remem-
er as a vagabond-a companion of
nine. You will say he is converted
inner. | tell you this man is the vilcst
( hypocrites; a trader upon cant, whom
o-morrow I will expose in the midst of
is congregation, and drive out of the
5wn. His daughter was once for two
ears clairvoyant in a travelling mes
lerism show. What do you think now
( the guardian OF your precious
barge"
Leave this house, and never darken 9
with your presence again"
The weapons had pierced deep, and O
err voice was faint and husky. r
Although you may never see me
gain, you shall feel me-" he went on,
it'll momentary increasing passion. y
Listen, woman, to the last words you 5
ay ever hear me speak, / have never L
;ured. nor sought to injure you. From c
&c moment you first saw me, you hired {,
g because | would not cant and whine; =
ID because / passed a few boyish tests !,
ION your doctrines, you vowed MY de- =
ructiOn; you turned my fathers heart u
.ainst me. and had me expelled from Is
) home, turned adrift upon the world. p
rat act fell back upon yourself in a II
rrible retribution; but while its conse r.
ences glanced off your steel heart and :,
L no lasting wound. they handed Inc -
err body and soul to Satan himself. u
hen, homeless and starving, | have III
-itten to my father for money to Iuy th
sad, the letters were returned unopened th
not by his hands, but by yours; and ri
en- on his deathbed you embittered his Il,
art with enmity against his only child,
r the sake Of one dear memory. have a
me all this. But there is a limit to I'D
human endurance, and that limit is tx
ssed with me. Ii seems you have at
. being still in whom you take GONE ch
erest-that you have one vulnerable ST
Mt. and through that III strike you, az
ere is no revenge, however fendish, :.
t will pause at. / will never cross
IT threshold again. but my shadow III
III be upon you to the last hour Of In
IT lifep' so
Is he spoke, be drew close to her, tn
ming with passion, and wildly gesticu- Re
ing, as though he would strike her. al,
t not one step did she move, but g.,
<ed him full and fearlessly in the face, -
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