The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1915-08-26

He did not offer to shake hands wit
the amazed. panic stricken young maj
but walked calmly out of the door an
into the street. an ominous figure tha
filled their eyes until 1t was lost be
hind the ~hedges-and even longer, &c
they a him in mind for many min
utes.
They had followed him to the dool
Mary chung to her brothers rigid arm
staring down the gray, wind-swep
street, a great and growing dread L
her lovely eyes
What are you going to do, Eric2
He started. and turned to look dow
into her eyes, as II suddenly aware o
her to him.
"Do?" he asked bIankly. why, he!
gone. He's in Baxter street by thi!
time"
II wasn't thinking of him." she said
a shrill note beginning to make itsel
! felt in her voice. 81 mean about go
ing to Uncle Horace"
"I can't believe hat Adam has turned
against me-" went on Eric, as it stupe-
fed. But there was something ugly
in what he said. wasn't there? lit
was like a threat. God! 1t was q
threat"
She shivered. is this all real, Eric
Am I having another of those terri
BILE dreams? / am SO cold. See. My
hands are like ice. IL
He clasped her in his arms. GOD
forgive me, little sister! I've blighted
Your whole life. Why-oh, why did
tell o this beastly thing? Mr.. Adam
was right. He did his best to stop me.
I'm a beast. a."
Don't. ~Errie-don'tl On, brother,
brother! My big, good brother!"
He drew her back into the room, still
holding her in his arms. For a long
time they stood motionless and silent
in the middle Of the little parlor, dry
eyed. dry-lipped and unseeing. She
shivered again.
"Close the door, Errie,' she muir
INJURED. TITS queer how cold the air
has grown. It's off the sea. When did
the wind changer"
I'm stir up the fire in the CRATE" he
said. with nervou haste. tits the
dampness." He closed the door.
h watched him poke up the m
bers and pile on the chunks of wood.
II hadn't noticed the change" he
said mechanically. 1T is off the sea-"
Where do you suppose he has gomez"
h asked, drawing near to the CRATE.
He did not look up. She noted the
grayfsh, bloodless look OF his neck
and half averted cheek.
I'VE were standing at the corner
above h Massasoit house when Uncle
AoidSS bO1AlCllOW 1Glt Ills pTGS6uCc. IIdL
was not more than 10 minutes before
f. What are you asking, Mary2 Ex-
cuse me-"
Where has he gomez" she repeated
shrilly.
See here. Mary, I'm In for something
nasty" he exclaimed. coming to his
feet and running his hands Into his
what to do. II I go to Uncle Horace
now. Adam Carr will turn squarely
against me-. That's plain. Somehow, I
can't find 1t In my heart to blame him,
either. I suppose / ought to consider
his position as well as my own. On the
other hand, I can't go on this way any
longer. It's unbearable. I can't ever
look at Uncle Horace and Aunt Rena
without cursing myself for a beast.
Adam Carr has never let UP on them
not for an instant. He's been q devil,
far as they are concerned. / should
have stopped 1t long ago"
He threw himself into q chair and
stared, wide eyed. at the cracking,
swapping logs. Mary stood at his ell
looking down upon him, her eyes
full of owe n pity. Presently she
a hand On his shoulder.
Il don't believe Uncle Horace can
forgive o Eric" she said.
He can't forgive me for letting 1t
on in the way it has" he groaned.
Why; it's been hell on earth for them.
81 pity them now she said simpIv.
II never can love them-never! But I
pity them. II there Is anything I
can do. Erie dear, to make life easier.
happier for them. I shall try my best
He did not look up. but as she hes
he said quickly:
Payson."
oh, Erie, can't they overcome"
There's 9 great n sufficient rea-
son for their opposition, dear. some
thing you don't understand. but / do.
Adam Cars greatest triumph over
Uncle Horace would come the day you
Jack Payson."
wildered.
He checked the impulse to blurt out
the horrid truth. as he took 1t to be-
concerning John Payson. She loved the
Fellow. Why strike at a heart that was
already sore and bleeding? why add
another cruel slash to the wounds that
perhaps We're marking 1t for life? And
tnen. up from some dark, secret recess
OF his own heart, came an astonishsng
pity for John Payson; a Curl
GUS revolt within himself. After all
what wrong had John Payson done9
Why strike ian innocent, unsuspecting
q Ia the back? Why inflict a Wound
That never be closed?
~ something that dates back to
the time when Payson's father was
alive" e~qnivocated he.
was lost at sea. Were they enc
Z only know that Uncle Horace
hated Jack PaYson.s father.
Ihsn why did he put Jack In the
aNra hs cot 49, H..