Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-03-03
CHAPTER VI.
To Another Day.

thing to say. Humanity has been say
ing it for these thousands OF years
that and that other thing which Sem
said-"Tomorrow is long way ahead;
a long, long way into the future HUI
manity will have it for its lot to say
these hopeful and unhappy things lor
thousands of years yet: by the bed Oh
sickness. by the open grave. by the
rOutes where armies have trampled ana
burned and plundered, by the loVed
ones who have gone wrong, in slsht Oh
the evil which has prospered. by throne
and in hoVel, in palace and IN prison.
on the victor's car of triumph and at
the gallows and guillotine-everywhere
and al all times the shadow has fallen
and will ever fall. Thank God for the
faith that can bear and believe, though
tomorrow is long, long way into the
future" thank God that 1T Will De d
better day." in some coming tomorrow.
Gilbert Sem went directly to his
room. That was remarkable thlhS
for a man to do who had found II
pleasant thing to rob his benefactor,
betray his best friend, wreck a woman
life. and-puzzle the best detective Bos-
ton boasted 1t would have seemed
quite the proper thing for man In
the habit of stealing money by the nun
dreds of thousands of dollars at time
to have put on some sort of disguise
and have taken a look about town 10
see what portable property might not
be properly protected.
Gilbert Sem did nothing of the SORT
He went at once to his room. He re-
tired at once He went promptly 10
sleep.
why?
How can l tell? The money was
back in Donald Barron's safe; nothing
could alter that fact. Donald Barrons
daughter was his wife; no doubt couio
exist regarding that. There was an ar
ray of facts that the world would know
tomorrow. They were definite and un-
mistakable: they were rather to his
advantage than otherwise. The facts
which were to his disadvantage seemed
certain TO go no further than Donald
Barron, ]. B. Prier and Mrs. Gilbert
Sem. Authorities tell us that the con-
demned prisoner sleeps better than the
accused who is on trial; 1T is poSSlple
that the man who is to hang tomorrow
would sleep sOundly tonight if he were
only certain there would be neither
IN come between him and sounder
sleep tomorrow night; how can l tell!
Gilbert Sem slept soundly. He slept
almost dreamlessly. He slept until the
day had fully come. And If he moaneo
once or twice, if there were signs some
times of brief dreams stirring about his
head and through his sleeping senses,
was il not true that he was not yet the
partner of Donald Barron? Had he not
spoken correctly Of tomorrow?
Mrs Gilbert Sem slept we'll that
night, too. Gilbert Senn's wife beyond
any question; her education and reli-
gious belief such that divorce was an
unthinkable thing to her; her 1ather
saved; her personal freedom for the fu-
ture assured. There was perhaps, no
reason-if we accept the theory that
certainty brings calm and repose-why
she should be wakeful or dream-haunt-
ed.
1t Is true that she crept to the door
of her fathers chamber. crept timidly
and noiselessly, and knocked softly
there, when she was about to seek her
rest. No matter that girlhood had gone'
no matter that youth had flown; no
matter that young womanhood was to
her past. every night since she could
remember she had kissed her father 5
Inns before she went 10 her rest, except
when absent from home without hlm'
whv should this night, the first night
of her unloved and unlovely wifehood'
he an exception? We feel kindest and
tcnderest toward those for whom we
have done most. She, having given
herself, a living sacrifice, for her faith
er. loved him better than she had ever
done before in all her life.
So she went to his room. So she
knocked. So she tried the door. so,
finding the door unlocked, she entered.
But he had not yet returned. She went
AWAY. never loving him better than
now but without the benediction OF his
goodnight kiss upon her lips.
She meant to remain awake; she was
fully determined that she would; she
must see her father before she slept
so she said to herself; but she was
sleeping soundly when the old banker
crept softly to her door, some hours Ia
ter. and listened.
Let her sleep, wife but no wife; the
heroine and the victim Of devoted SELF
sacrifice: let her sleep, for she will need
strength and vigor TO face her future.
Her better tomorrow, coming, God
grant lies beyond many sunriseS of
hone-noontimeS of wearincSs-Sunsets
Of despair.
II was late, of course, when Mr.. Bar
ron and Mr.. Prier returned from the
bank. The former went In at once.
He was in a great hurry. He was very
anxious TO see his daughter He felt
that he should rest easier after he had
told her the story Of the evening
work. and placed her in possession OF
the means Of opening the banK-Sale
Rut as has been said, she had long
been sleeping when he came in' ana he
could not find 1t in his heart TO wake
her to the realities of her situation and
her sorrow. Mr.. Prier did not go In.
II can ring the bell when l am
readv," he said, as he shook hands with
Mr. Barron at the foot of the steps
and a servant can let me in. want to
think a little. and smoke little, and
find I can do either better when | am
on nv feet than when | am sitting
down: l find 1 can do either better
than when | am in