The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1916-11-23
CHAPTER VIII

The man slept, and the train rushed
on. The night waned. The dawn grew
purple in the east, ana streaked itself
with gold; then later got out a fllet
or crimson and drew over it's cloudy
forehead. The breath Of the lilies filled
the little room with delicate fragrance.
and mingled strange scenes in the
dreams OF the man and the woman so
strangely united.
The sad little bride grew restless and
stirred, but the mar on the couch did
not hear her, He was dreaming Of
a shooting affray, in which he carried
a bride in a gold pencil and was shot
tor stealing a sandwich out Of Mr..
Holman's vest pocket.
The morning light grew clearer. The
east had put on a vesture of gold above
her purple robe, and it's reflection
shone softly in at the window, for the
train was just at that rush
ing northward, though it's general
course was west.
The sleeper behind the thick green
curtains stirred again and became con-
sclous, as in many days past, of her
heaVy burden of sorrow. Always at
Hrst waking the realization of it sat
upon her as though it would crush the
llfe from her body. Lying still with
Dated breath, she fought back waking
consciousness as she had learned to
do in the last three months, yet knew
it to be futile while she was doing it,
The sun shot UP between the bar
or crimson, like a topaz on a lady's
gown that crowns the whole beautiful
costume. The piercing, jewelled light
lay across h white face, touched the
2 with warm fingers, and the trou-
bled soul knew all hat had passed
She lay quiet, letting the torrent
sweep over her with it's ~sickening real
lzation. She was married.! 1t was
oVer-With the painful parting from
dear ones. h was off away from them
all. The new life she so dreaded had
begun, and how was she to face it
the lie with one whom she feared and
o1d not respect? How could she ever
have done it but for the love Of her
dear ones?
Gradually h came to remember the
night before-the parting with her
mother and her brother; the little
things that brought the tears again
to her eyes. Then all was darkness.
she must have tainted. She did not
orten faint, but it must be-yes, she
remembered opening her eyes and see
ing mems faces about her, and George
could 1T have been George?-with a
kinder look in his eyes than she had
ever thought to see there. Then she
u have tainted again-or had She?
No, some had lifted her into his
"SNNB @ito ohS a uIuIlh SOIloCnlnE
and had gone to sleep. What had
happened? Where was everybody? It
was good to have been left alone. she
grudgIngly gave her unloved husband
a fragment OF gratitude for not having
tried to talk to her. In the carriage
on the way he had seemed determined
to begin a long of some kind
She did not want to argue any more
She had written tonnes upon the sub
1ect, and had said all she had to saw
he was no deceived. He knew she
did not love him. and would never
have married him but for, her mothers
sake and for the sake of her beloved
fathers memory. What was the use of
saying more? Let it rest. The deed
was done, and they were married. Now
let him have his way and make her
suffer as he chose. IL he would bnt
let her suffer in silence and not infiict
his bitter tongue upon her, she would
try to bear 1T. mi perhaps-oh, per-
haps, she would not live long. ana i
would soon be all over.
AS the daylight grew, the girl felt
IN inclination to find out whether her
husband was e Cautiously she
lifted her head. and drawing back q
corner Of the curtain. peered out.
He lay quietly on the couch. one hand
under his g against he pillow. the
other across his breast, as IL to guard
something. He was in the still sleep
OF h o~verwearied. He scarcely seem
ed to bS breathing.
Celia dropped the curtain, and puf
her hand to her threat. 1t startled
her to find him so near and so still.
Softly. stealthily. she lay down again
and closed her eyes. She must moi
walSen him. She would have as ong
q time to herself as was possible, and
TRY to think Of her dear mother ana
lsar precious brother. oh, lie h were
Just going away from them alone, how
we'll she could bear 1T, But to be go
ing with n whom she had always
almost hated-
Her brothers. happy words about
George suddenly came sto her mind
Jefferson had thought him fine. Well,
iof counsas the dear boy knew nothinc
about ii. He had net read all tfoss
letters-thoset awful letters. He did
not know tha thre0to-Sh o tarrihln lar q