The Black Hills union and western stock review. [volume] (Rapid City, S.D.) 1904-19??, 1911-06-09
CHAPTER XVIII.

struck all the Otner persons present
the transformation in the sick woman
Her contracted features relaxed, CO.
lestial JOY spread over her face. and
her eyes. sunken by disease, assumed
an expression Of infinite tenderness.
Guy" said she, in voice heart
ending by Its sweetness, you have
ONE at last. How long, 0 my God!
[ have waited for you. You cannot
hink what have suffered by your
,bsence. I should have died Of grief.
lad it not been for the hope OF seeing
YOU again. Who kept you from me7
Your parents again7 How cruel OF
them! Did you not tell them that no
one could love you here below as do?
No. that is not it.; remember. You
were angry when you left ME. Your
friends wished to separate us: they
said that l was deceiving You with an
other. Whom have I injured that
should have 50 many enemies? They
envied my happiness; and we were SO
happy! But you did not believe the
wicked calumny. You scorned it. tor
you are here?"
The nun. who had risen on seeing
50 many persons enter the sick-room.
opened her eyes with establishment,
II deceive you?" continued the dy-
ing woman; only a mailman would
believe it. Am l not yours. your very
'wn, heart and soul? To me you are
| everything; and there is nothing
could expect or hope for from am
other which you have not already
iVen me- Was | not yours, alone,
rom the very first? I never hesitated
20 give myself entirely to you; ! felt
hat | was born for you, Guy. do you
remember? | was working for lace
maker. and was barely earning liv
ng. You told me that you were q
| poor student; and thought that you
were depr,vng yourself for me. You
| insisted on having our little apart
ment on the Quai Saint-Michel done
up. It was lovely, with the new pa
per all covered with flowers, which
| we hung ourselves. How delightful it
was! From the window, we could
sec the great trees OF the Tuiler,es
gardens; and by leaning out little,
we could see the sunset through The
arches Of tho bridges. Oh. those hap
| py daysl The first time that we went
into tho country together, one Sun
day, YOU brought me more beautiful
dress than I had ever dreamed Of, ana
such darling little boots. that it was
shame to walk out In them Hut
you mad deceived me. You were noA
poor student, One day. whom taking
my work homo. met you in an ele-
CANT carriage, with tall footmen, dres-
sed In nvsries covered with gold lace.
behind. could not believe my eyes.
That evening you told me the truth.
that you wero Z nobleman and I'M
m<nsely rich. Oh. my darling why
did You tell me!''
Had she her reason, or was this
mere delirium? Great tears rolled
down the Count do Obmmarin's
wrinklsd face. and the doctor and the
priest were touched By the sad spec
tacle Of an old man weeping like .
child.
"After that" continued Madame
Gerdy. "we left the Quail saint-Michel.
You wished 1t; and obeyed, in spite
Of my apprehensions. You told me,
that, to please you. ought to look
like q great lady. You provided teach
ers for me, for was SO ignorant that
scarcely knew how to sign my name.
Do you remember the queer spelling
In my first letterf All. Guy. IL you
had really only been . poor stude1Ai
When knew that you were % rich,
lost my simplicity. my thouxhtlsss-
ness, my gayety. I feared that you
would think mo covetous. that you
would imagine that your fortune in
duenced my love. Men who, like you,
have millions. must be very unhappy.
They must always be doubling and
full OF suspicious; they can never be
sure whether it is themselves or their
gold which Is loved, and this awful
doubt makes them mistrustful, Jealous,
aud cruel. oh. my dearest, why did
we leave our dear little room? There
we We're happy. Why did you not
leave me always where You first found
me? Did you not know that the sight
OF happiness irritates mankind? If
we had been wise, we would have hid
ours like crime. You thought TO
raise me, you only sunk me lower
Y9N wore proud Of our love: you pub