The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1907-05-17
mo, no.. that. Do no. fear. I shall

OIL my uulOTluldla passion. L Au5l So
through life without the blessing that
would have made this world a paradise.
1t is not that Of which | would speak,
and you need have no apprehension Tor
the future. God helping me, l will
never say TO you a single word that a
brother might not say to a dearly be-
loved sister"
She put her hand into his.
II wish l could love YOU, Louis Cas-
trani," she said, solemnly. "You de-
serve my hearts best affections: but
for me love is over. have bad my
day, and it is set. But you shall be
my brother, my dear, klnd brother,
Louis! On, it is sweet to know that in
this false world there is one heart loyal
and true
Margaret, there is more than one
true heart in the world, as you will
acknowledge when [ have told you my
little story. l know now why you dis
carded Archer T~revlyn. You thought
him guilty OF the murder of Paul Lin
mere
A CHASTITY pallor overspread her face;
she caught her breath in gasps, and
clutched frantically the arm of Cas-
trani.
Hush" she said. do not say those
dreadful words aloud: the very walls
have ears sometimes! Remember their
utterance puts the life of a fellow NOR
tai in peril!"
Have no fear; I am going to right
the wrong"
Leave his punishment TO God. 1t
would kill me to see him brought be
fore a kissing crowd to be tried for
his life. Oh. Mr.. Castrani, l implore
you"
Calm yourself, child. l shall never
knowingly iniure Mr.. Trevlyn. He de-
serves no punishment for a sin he never
committed. He is guiltless of that
deed as you are ~yourself!"
"Guiltless-Archer guiltless." she
cried. her face wearing the pitiful,
strained look of agonized suspense. Il
do not quite comprehend. Say it again
oh, say it agaln."
Margaret, Archer Trevlyn never
lifted a hand against Paul Linmere
never! He is innocent before God
and the angels"
She dropped her head upon her hands
and burst into tears the first she had
shed since that terrible night when
that blasted revelation had, as she
thought. sealed up the fountain of tears
forever CqCfroni did mot coalr %
soothe her; he Judged rightfuly that
she would be better for this abandon
ment to a woman's Legitimate source OF
relief. She lifted her wet face at last
but what a change was there! The
transparent paleness had given place
to the sweet wild rose color which had
once made Margie so very lovely, and
the sad eyes We're brilliant as stars
through the mist of tears.
81 believe it-yes, l believe it," she
said softly-reverently. Il thank God
for giving me the assurance. You tell
true.."
mo, Margaret; would not" replied
Castrani, strongly affected. Heaven
forbid that should raise hopes which
l cannot verify. When you are calm
enough to understand | will explain It
fully"
Il am calm now. Go on"
Il must trouble you with a little,
only a little, of my W private history
in order that you may understand what
follows. | am, as you know, a Cuban
by birth. but my father. only. was
Spanish. My mother was a native of
Boston, who married my father for love
and ent with him to his Southern
home. was an only child, and when
| was about twelve years of age nv
parents adopted a girl, some four years
my Junior. She was the orphan child
of poor parents, and was possessed of
wonderful beauty and intelligence. To-
gether we grew up, and no brother and
sister loved each other more fully than
we. 1t was only a brotherly and sister
ly loye-for | was engaged at sixteen
to Inez de Nuncio. a lovely young Span
ish girl. who was cruelty taken away
from me by the hand of violence, as you
know. Arabel grew to girlhood, lovely
as an hourl. She had many suitors. but
she favored none until he came-Paul
Linmere! III health had driven him to
Cuba to try the effect of our Southern
air, and soon after his arrival he be-
came acquainted with Arabel. He was
very handsome and fascinating, and
much sought after by the fair ladies OF
my native town. Arabel was vain, and
his devoted attentions flattered her.
while his handsome face and fescinat-
ing address won her love. And before
my parents had begun TO ascertain any
danger from Linmere's society she had
left everything and fed with him.
MY mother was plunged into grief.
for she had loved Arabel like an own
child, and the uncertainty Of her fate
l think fastened my mothers death.
My father left no means untried to dis
cover the whereabouts OF the errlng girl
but in vain. For years her fate was
shrouded in mystery. My parents died,
Inez was taken from me, and weary