The Miller sun. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 190?-19??, 1907-06-22


His heavy boots lay temptingly be-
tween his blistered feet and me; the
means of checking pursuit by him lay
almost within reach. | crept forward,
picked them Up, and retreating cautiously
hurled the trophy into the midst of the
corn when | was a hundred yards back
on my way to the cottage.
At the gate / heard the distant MUIR
mur of a voice, and peering quickly
through the alley at the side of the
kcuse / saw Psyche in rhe garden seat
facing the lawn, but to my utter aston
ishment Hiss Duncan was seated beside
her.
HE is herc-come back 20 me-my
hrother!" cried Psyche as she sprang to
heI feet and ran to meet me.
Miss Duncan, recognizing me as I ap-
preached, seemed even more amazed than
| by this unlooked-fOr meeting.
What had happened? Simply this:
Psyche, as l imagined finding me not in
the house, had sought me in the garden,
and then extending her search, had wan
dered along the road. The park gates,
which she had seer shut when we passed
in the night, were wide open. Who could
have opened them but I who did every
thing? She passed through and was
found in the avenue by Miss Duncan,
looking in the twilight like spirit with
her pale face and her large dark eyes
and their expression of childish fearless
ness.
l can only tell what followed as Ethel
described it to me later.
After the first shock-for indeed l
was frightened at first-her silence and
the vague way IN which she looked about
her after regarding me for a few mo-
neDts, giving additional weirdness to her
spiritual appsaranco-I summoned up
courage to falter, Who are you?'
/ am Psyche she answered, with
sweet, low articulation.
Psyche-is that your only nameT
YES, why should l have two names2
I am only one, Psyche, that Is ALL
Her strange answer seemed in char
ccter with her spiritual appearance But
there was nothing in her dress unreal,
and surely nothing in her manner to make
me fear the gentle creature, 80, gathering
my wits together a little, l said:
DO you want to see any one up In
the house, dear?'
No, am looking for my brother, he
has gone away from me but he will come
back, because he knows l could not live
without him. He has only gone away to
lcok at the great world, to see the sun
touch the sea, and the clouds lie on the
hills. Do you know think he loves the
great world better than do, that is why
he did not take me, that is so strange to
me-a world without walls, because it is
so new to me-
How long have you been here, dear?
"'Only some nights-I cannot count
lot many
And where have you come fromT
came from the caves where have
lived always-yhe caves under the sea. Ny
brother found me there, and brought m,
away when the sea went down.
"'Who is your brotherT
Psyche rubbed her hands caressingly,
and her face lit up with beautiful
smile.
~ will tell you about my brother she
said, I think about him always. 1 should
like to talk about him You are the first
person have ever talked to except him.
There was seat at the border of the
drive. l led her to it, and we sat down
side by side. l slipped my hand under
her arm, and almost with surprise found
she was warm and human. She lifted
my hand and caressed it with her cheek,
and / could see she was thinking of her
brother. Tell me about him., l said
He Is everything to me. All that
/ see and hear is lovely, the stars and
the swallows, and the little golden cav;
the flowers and the bushes, this dress and
my shoes, all make me happy. But I
could do without them all. l should be
just as happy il the cave with my eyes
shut and not sound if only could feel
my brothers hand in mine Have You
got brother?'
"'No, dear
"'Poor one, poor SOUL said she In
tender pity, you do not know what IL
is to be happy. But You will when q
brother comes to find you. I think we
must all have brothers, though we don't
know it till they come to US. Long long,
long years-longer than ! can recollect-
l had no brother, and my life was moth
ing; but since he has come to me it has
been all joy
"'When did he find you, dear?
"'Not long ago, not long when / thinA
OF the days that went before. All they
were long, those days. when l saw moth
ing but the rocks and sand, and had no
friend but my black cav, when heard
no sound but his voice and the whistle
up above when my food was sent down,
and my own voice when l sang. Some
times l slept because / did not know
what to do, and sometimes / cried be-
cause / could not sleep. / wanted to
sleep forever. SO those days seemed very
long, and since then the nights have
been too short. For l cannot see in the
day, you know, like my brother, and te