The Charles Mix new era. (Wagner, Charles Mix County, S.D.) 1???-1911, 1909-04-16
"wD he-wil be recollect 1t all. or

SWIM he-wiIl be r~ecollect Ii all. Or
or forget"
at FIRST I think he will forget. u
may be gone from him even ~fornyer. II
may all come bnrk.f
.tIsut not~-nos ar hrst?" she whisper,
ID eagerly "Iiow long may ii be-. Ataolyr
Not until after The inquest. Not IN
I'll then IL God please" he answs red in
a fosne OF sues, sorrow nl, awed reverence
! that Lorraine from that moment whrank
from letting him speak Of this again.
AS she left she house her father Joined
her. with that new tenderness in his voice
and face which was so precious to her.
Can you walk. dears Are you not
weary after such 8 nightf"
II would a great deal rather walk.
father" she said, linking her arm In
his Especially IL yoa are coming"
"tbaIy 10 the gate. dear. | cannot stay
away from here, and--it will he better
for you &c go alone 10 AhramL l will
leave you now. dear. II will te very hard
for yea. bat YOU will not shrink from
the sasa. nay ,&.iid The old man will bear
II best from you. for yon were always
hts f~avorite next ie Eourke."
"Dh. father" she cried. with a fearless
sob. az she laid her face a moment on the
gate i'm Sudden cowardice, remembering
rot what she had to tell. but what had
beea the truth "oh. father. must he BE-
told tnsxi he know r.
'fto not leave until | rome for you"
said AIr. Galveston. fenderiy, unable
though TO answer her pleading question
Il cannos lot son take this walk again.
| will drive over for you. dear
He looked after BIER as she walked wear
ily up the quaint. familiar garden path.
and all the wasted tenderness Of her lie
time was in his dim and longing eyes.
She was his only one low. And the
time was near when he was 10 lose her !:
and now be knew what he was to lose.
smiled to see him waiting. a wan little
smile. but 1t told how sweet to her was
her fathers care. and cheered him with
its memory on his return 10 Winterfield.
Abram BartIe was standing in the low.
wainscoted hall when Lorraine entered it.
But when the waiting eyes went o n BE-
You'd her she knew for WHOM he had
been listening.
lit IL only I. Mr.. Berthe" she said,
w~is,fnlly -only l."
"Yes. is IL. Gipsyr" he said. with an
as he took both her hands in his and
tried TO look her in the face as if the
sight we're all he longed for-and failing
for the first time In his life-poor Alb
RAM II wasn't expecting any one in
particular. only whenever a fresh morn
ing dawns | feei my boy may come"
"IIe-he generally used-he generally
comes at odd. unlikely times. doesn't het"
faltered Lorraine. her heart aching sore
IL as she led the old man into the parlor
where they had spent SO many gay and
pleasant hours together "one never could
tell when 10 expect RourkH.'
Unless one was always expecting him,
Gypsy" said Abram, with a smile that
told a story in itself and made it all the
no rider and sadder for the girl to tell
hers.
Sitting beside him. in the long spring
scented room. she told it. c~linging to him
with a love that yainly stroye TO make
him see less thar she told rather than
more, and hiding all her OWL despair and
fear and grief. Ii was the story she
had told hefore-that story under which
the truth lay hidden as yet. But when
her story was finished and her words of
hope were exhausted he turned slowly to
meet her piteous gaze and told her that
she lied
Coldly and s,ifly he said it. again and
again his eyes-which had never looked
Mt her before without the warmth of love
behind them-scared and cold and skep-
teal. Again and again he said 1t, until
the forced. unnatural tones broke into a
wall of unutterahle pain and a mist OF
nerciful oblivion fell over the changed
eyes.