The Lemmon herald. (Lemmon, Perkins County, S.D.) 1912-1917, 1915-09-08
plans have gone awry II giyea me the

opportunity 10 sea you curse NourseY
Her sister," uttered the man un1e-
heSingly. Il have married the c,rll
Therese. | have held her sister In NJ
arms all these months and never knew.
II Is dream l."
Al but you have felt even though
-
Tie struck the table violently with
his hst. His eyes were blazing What
manner Of woman are your What
were You planning 10 do TO that un.
happy boy her son? Are YOU tisnd
to-"
In good time. James. you will know
what manner of woman | am" she in
terrnptcd quietly. Sinking back IT, tho
chair she resumed the broken strain.
all the time watching him through
hait-Closed eyes. She died ten years
ago Her boy was twelve years old.
she never saw him after the night you
turned her away from this house On
her dcathhed. as she was releasing her
pure, undecided soul TO Gods keeping,
she repeated to the priest who went
through the unnecessary form OF alb
solving her she repeated her solemn
declaration that she had never wronged
you BY thought or deed | had always
believed her. the holy priest believed
her God believed her You would
have believed her. too. James Brood.
She was "A good woman. DO you hcar'
And you put curse upon her and
iFGIa her - nfubt hat
VAS not all. You prosecuted her to the
end Of her unhappy life Yea did that
TO my sister"
And yet you married me" he NUT.
tered thickly
Not because loved you oh, no!
She loved you to the day of her death.
after all the misery aud suffering YOU
had hcaped upon her No woman ever
endured the anguish that she suffered
throughout those hungry years. You
kept her child from her You denied
him to her. even though you denied
him to yourself. Why did you keep
him from her? She was his mU'hor.
she had borne him, he was all hers.
But no. II was your revenge to do
priVe her of the child she had brought
into the world. You worked deliberate
L. IN this plan TO crush what iittle
there was left In life for her You kept
him with you, though you branded him
with IA name | cannot utter; you guard
ed him as If he were your most
precious possession and not a curse TO
your pride; you did this because YOU
knew that you could drive the barb
more deeply into her tortured heart.
You allowed her to die. after years OF
pleading, after years OF vain cndeavor.
without one glimpse of her boy, with
out ever having heard the word mother
on his lips That Is what you did TO
my sister For twelve long years you
gloated over her misery. Oh God.
man, how hated you when | married
you!" She paused breathIess
You are creating an excuse for your
devilish conduct" he exclaimed harsh.
ly. You are like Matilde, false to the
core. You married me for the luxury
could provide, notwithstanding the
curse | had put upon your sister.
dont believe word of what you are
saying to
Don't you believe that am her sis.
ter?"
"You--yes. by heaven, must believe
that. Why have been so blind? Yon
are the little 1herese, and you hated
me in those other days ! remember
well the"
"A chiId's despairing hatred because
you were taking away the being she
loved bca Of all VIII you believe mo
when ! say that my hatred did not en-.
dure for long? When her happy, 10y.
accounts Of your goodness, your dego-
tion, II allowed my hatred to die. I
forgot that you had robbed me. came
to look upon you as the fairy prince.
after all. 1t was not until she came all
the way across the ocean and began to
die before our eyes-ghe was years i'm
dying-it was not until then that be-
gan 10 hate you with real. undylng
hatred"
And yet you gave yourself to me-"
he cried. You put yourself In her
place. In heavens name, what was to
be gained by such an act as that?"
Il wanted to take Matilde's boy away
from you" she hurried on, and for the
first time her eyes began to waver.
The idea suggested Itself to me the
night ! met you at the comtesse's din
ner. II was wonderful, tremendous
thought that entered my brain At
first my real self revolted, but az time
went on the idea became an obsession.
married you, James Brood, for tho
sole purpose OF hurting you IN tho
worst possible way; by having Ma
tides son strike you where the pain
would be the greatest. All, you arc
that | would have permitted
myself to have become his mistress.
but you are mistaken. am not that
bad. ] would not have damned his
soul In that way. ! would not have
betrayed my sister In that way. Far
more subtle was my design. confess