The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1909-06-10

Of the surroundings. After a false step
thorns, she found the door and
knocked. The blows echoed with hol-
low boom.
Instantly, as If her knock had caused
1t, the ray of light winked out. There
was no sound. She stood q
listening, and then she Knocked again.
Utter silence. Suddenly there came a
sharp whisper out of the dark, in her
very ear.
Who's there?" She jumped con-
vulsively.
''Who Is it?' the voice insisted
sharply.
It's me- she faltered.
What name?"
Rose Hartswick.'
"Alone?"
Yes. I want to see Grammar" The
door swung open as of its own accord.
Come in" 1t was utterly dark.
This way"
She followed blindly the sound of
shutting feet through what was evil
IDENTIFY q narrow passage. A sharp turn
lighted by a bed of Goals in a fire
place. The half light disclosed her
guide, a bowed, hoary old man who
walked feebly. He shambled to a cor
ner, and. after q shaky struggle, drew
out a handful of something which he
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moment, then burst into flame. reveal
ing the weasel face and snowy beard of
Poppy Miller. The apartment was a
kitchen, long and low, with a fireplace,
an enormous affair of stone, taking up
nearly all Of one side.
Rose gave a single curious glance
around, then conferred her attention
upon a figure crouched by the hearth.
1t was q woman thin and bowed. in
credibly old as the freight revealed
1t, and smoking a corncob pipe. 1t did
not move or speak.
to see yeh INST" The old man shut
fled over to her, and spoke in an un-
eXpectedly high pitched voice.
"Humph!"
Il want you to help me, GRAMMAR"
Rose went close to her and bent over
eagerly. Tn in such trouble and I
don't know what to do" She stopped:
there was no response or movement.
Can't you help me, Gran'mav7?" she
went on again, a growing
in her tom
"Humph." Again silence, so COM
of the Run outside. h fixed her eyes
on the still figure and waited breath
lessly. After a time she caught a low
rumble:
She let's him come: she laughs and
plays; she looks into his eyes; and
w Nv houid SlNC lIlS Soul lOE IleE,
she would ave him go-and he can't!
Too late! Too late! Too late!-and
she comes to me! Ha-ha-ha! She
comes to mel" h broke into a mirth-
less chuckle, then subsidized again into
silence.
II couldn't help it; I didn't want him
to come" Again silence, and agaiE=the
humble of the voice.
"Ha, ha, ha! She comes here to me.
She didn't want him to come. But she
knew-she could see. And she danced
and he's thinking Of her now-tonight
he'd give her his soul, and she's to
planet! and it's too late.'
But. Grammar, you can't help
TOO late. And she would come to
me and have me wave 1t all away. Ea,
ha, hal! / make a mar stop loving a
woman Ha, ha, hal! There's nothing
in earth or hell to make q man stop
loving a woman-nothing-nothing at
all. oh, she can make him love her
it's easy's death, but when it's be-
gun-she woul stop it! Ha, ha, hal"
There was that In her mirthless cackle
that was inexpressibly horrible. She
continued to mutter incoherently, then
subsidized into silence
And there's no help? You mean
there's no help?' Rose, in her earnest
AASs'Ss poI liSl icL1 I'll lie WO1lldi1 .
shoulder, but she withdrew it instantly.
She would send him away. There's
another! I see him-ah, there he is.
The eyes-I've seen those eyes; they
have revenge in them-eyes with re-
venge In them: and they have looked
into hers, n she cannot Sleep"
ooh, Gran'maw! Oh. I'm afraid"
"Oh, yes, yes, yes. Ha, ha, ha! Til
send him away-he'll die for her. but
TIL send him away-In send him away
All, those eyes! There they are! See,
see those eyes!' She held out her
hand shakily.
Where? Where?"
There's but one wayl It's his life
I'll ouch his life. See there! Oh.
God! what's that? All, he lies on the
hoor-and his eyes are wide open, too
bad, oh, too bad-too bad" She re-
peated the words over and over in a
sort of vail.
"oh, oh. Grammar" she gasped,
scrambling to her feet and taking a
swift step back, 81 want to go!"
But he shall-he shall Colts easy
he shall go away. It's easy-as
DEATH
But, Gran'maw," she broke out ex-
citedly. you don't understand. It's
not Karl; I don't want you to touch
Karl. It's father I come about want
YOU to make father-feel different.
just want O to change him." The old
figure was rocking back and forth, now
| slowly. 1t was as If she We're alone
and had not heard Rose.
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