The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1905-04-07

backward and forward. Then he went
on rapidly in a tone of irritation.
| Laura, l understand you. 1t is not
| for rude man like this Alaskan miner
to do So" Then in an eager voice he
| undreamed of among such low crea-
lures"
Low creatures." she Missed, almost
breathlessly.
His cheeks quivered; his lips trem-
bled; his voice swelled, while his
nervous fingers were riveted to his
palm. He approached her and took
her hand. She seemed benumbed by
the feeling. She stood as one trans
fixed slow paralysis of surprise TAX
ing hold of her faculties. But at his
touch her senses regained their mas
terry. She flung away his hand. Her
breast heaved. In voice charged with
| Indignation she said
| So this is what you mean! l I'M
| derstand you at last!
Theodore Lakeland fell back pace.
Laura, hear me-hear me again.
But she had found her voice at last.
Sir, you have outraged my feelings
| as much as if ! was at this moment
Paul Miller's wife."
Theodore Lakeland felt his self-con-
troll rapidly slipping away, and in the
height of his passion said:
You shall never marry Paul Miller.
Laura kean! | swear it! | hold your
fate and his in my hand, and have
more ways of crushing you than you
imagine. Be sensible; recall your in
sulting words, and do not throw your
self away on that impecunious ne'er-
do-well-a hulking brute made for a
| pck-aX and shovel"
Enough" she cried Il would
rather marry a plow-boy than such a
| gentleman as you!"
Face to face, eye to eye, with pant
ing breath and scornful looks, there
they stood for one moment; then Lau-
IA, without word, swung about and
walked away to where her friends
were preparing to return to town.
The features of Theodore Lakeland
underwent frightful change. The
gathering thunder cloud was not more
black than his face. He raised his
clenched fist to heaven and cursed his
rival, needless of the rolling thunder
and on-coming storm.
1T is long way to the klondike, -
he finally muttered, while the smile
OF devil fitted over his face; but,
great as the distance is, he will feel
| ha1 oh
A heavy peal of thunder and the fall
ing of rain reused him to the fact that
the little excursion had all gone, leav-
ing him alone in the wood and storm.
He hurried to where his horse and
buggy We're, and, leaping in, drove
furiously to town. He took the train
that night to San Francisco and spent
whole day in consultation with two
ill-favored looking men.
In few weeks Laura had forgotten
the unpleasant scene with the wealthy
MIR. Lakeland. She was busy prepar-
ing for the journey in the spring.
1t was the last Of February, and on
the next day Laura was to draw her
money from the savings bank and nut
it in the hands of friend to secure
her passage and outfit for the Klon-
dixie. Late in the afternoon she saw
a great crowd of men on the street
talking in an excited manner, and a
moment later Mr.. O'Bourne the butch
er, came running toward her, wringing
his hands.
4 What is the matter, Mr. O'Boune?
she asked
we are ruined, Miss Kean; we are
4 ruined. The savings bank has failed
can't pay cent?"
She grew dizzy and clutched at the
door for support. Quickly all her
/ bright dreams of surprising her lover
vanished.
Mrs. Miller consoled her with the
assurance that the loss would be made
up by the great fortune Paul was talk
ing from the klondille. A few days
later she learned that the bank had
been wrecked by Mr.. Tom Harris the
Board of Trade. Later came the whis
per that Harris had fled to avoid ar
rest, but before going had confessed
his crime, and said that he was in
duced by Mr.. Lakeland to speculate
He went on the wrong side of the
market and was ruiaed.
The evening post brought Laura a
letter. 1t was addressed in the we'll
beloved hand of Paul Miller. But
there was something in the chirog
raphy to alarm her 1t was in a scrawl
ing, feeble hand, and with many mis-
givings she broke the seal and glanced
at the contents. Then, with face ashen
white. she shrieked:
Wounded, robbed, ruined!" and fell
senseless to the floor
Ethel Bush, learning of her friends
trouble, fastened to see Laura, who
sank so rapidly under the double blow
that she was confined to her bed.
Ethel tried to console her.
Don't worry, dear. We shall soon
be with Paul. and if find him l will
nurse him back to health, and Clar
ence will defend him if he is attacked
until he is able to defend himself"
"Will you take a message to him
from me, Ethel?"