The Charles Mix new era. (Wagner, Charles Mix County, S.D.) 1???-1911, 1908-12-25

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1hassst fsom ~ apathy. ~ stastsd
~ from among her cnshiDnx, starring af
Mildred IN nuts borrer, and hef WAITED
LAads trembled 4 they graspsA - arm
" ~ chair.
sSursiy, surely that can't - trusi~
~ fAitersd. 1T IL too dfeAdfulg Peo.
~ tell such liss--an accident, perhaps.
exaggerated into 4 suicide. An overdose
" N opiate!"
ma. no; It was nothing Ike that.
Thsrs Ii no doubt. | heard It from thoss
who knew. She flung herself svsS the
sdge Of the cliff she wa walk8ng with
her hushand-my husband, George Ores
woid--then George Ransome; they were
waking together they quarreled; " said
something that stung her to - quick,
and she threw herself over he cli6. II
Was the wild impulse Of q moment, for
which an ali-mercifuI God would not hold
| her accountable. She was Ia very deli
cate health, nervous, hysterical. and she
| fancied herself unloYed, betrayed, perhaps.
All, aunt, think how hardly she had been
used-csst Oh. disowned, sent eat alone
| into the worldly those who should have
| loved and protected her. Poor, poor Fay |
Ny mother sent her away from The Hook,
where she was 10 happy. Ny mothers
jealousy drove her out~-a young girl. 70
friendless. 10 lonely, 20 much IN need Of
love. II wal my mothers doing: but my
father ought no. to have allowed II. II
she was weak be was strong. and Fay
was his daughter. II was his duty to pro-
tect her against All tho world. You know
how | loved my father you know that
I reverence his memory but hs piayed .
towards part when he sent Fay out Of his
house 10 please my mother"
She was carried away by her passion.
ate regret for that ilI-nscd girl whose Inn
age had never lost its hold upon her
heart.
Not a word against your father, Mil
bred. lie was a good man. He never
failed in affection or in duty. He acted
for the best according TO his lights In rela-
| tion 70 hat unhappy girl-unhappy--ill.
uecd~-yes. yes, yes. lie did his best,
| Mildred. lie must not be blamed. But Il
Ii dreadful to think that she killed her
self"
Had you heard nothing Of her fate.
auntf Ny father must have been told,
surely. There must have been some means
| Of communication. He must have kept
| himself informed about her fate, although
she was bAnishcd. given over to the care
Of strangers"
when your father died you looked
through his papers and letters, no doubt"
said Miss Fauaset, presently. after .
! pause In the conversation.
YES, aunt. I looked through my dear
fathers letters, and arranged everything
with our old family solicitor, Mr.. Cress-
WE'LL answered Mildred, surprised at .
| question which seemed to have no bear
Ing upon anything that had gon before.
And you found no documents relating
to--that unhappy xirli"
Not = line--not a word. But | had
not expected to find anything. The his.
tory Of her birth wal the one dark secret
| OF my fathers life--he would naturally
leave no trace Of the story"
Miss Faussct and her niece dined to-
gether and spent the evening quietly ON
each side of the hearth, with their books
and work. the kind Of work which encour-
ages pcnsive brooding. As the needle trav-
els slowly over the fabric.
Mildred resigned herself quietly to the
idea of the dull. slow life in Lewes Ores.
cent. This duty Of s~olacing her aunt's
declining days was the only duty that re.
manned to her. except that wider duty Of
caring for the helpless aud the wretchsd.
And abe told herself that there could be
no better school in which to learn how
to help others than the house OF Miss
Fanssct. who had given 20 much Of her
life to the poor.
Ito b c~oatinued.)