The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1921-12-31

he Will be under your contrOl-u
permit him."
IF you permit him, mistressT'
IF I permit him, yes. You are
power, but you are not stronger than
the laws and rules you make. For in
stance, there was the case Of Mr.. Dyck
Calhoun. When he came, you were
for tying him up in one little corner
of the island-the hottest part, know,
near to Kingston, where it averages
ninety degrees in the shade at any
time of the year. But the king you
represent had not restricted his lib
critics so, and you being the king,
that is, yourself, were forced to abide
by your own regulations. So it may
be the same with Darius Boland. He
may want something, and you, high
up, looking down, will say, What dew
iltry is here = and decline. He will then
turn to your chief justice or provost
marshal general, or deputy Of the
provost marshal, and they will say that
Darius Boland shall have what he
wants, because 1t is the will of the
will you represent" e.
Almost the last words the governor
used to her were these: ''Those only
live at peace here who are at peace
with me;;' and her reply had been !:
''But Mr.. Dyck Calhoun lives at peace,
does he not, your honor"
To that he had replied: mo man
is at peace while he has yet desires
t0 satisfy" He paused minute and
then added: "That Erris Boyne killed
by Dyck Calhoun-did you ever see
him that you remember"
mot that / remember" she replied
quickly. Il never lived in Dublin
"That may be. But did you ever
know his history" She shook her
head in negation. His eyes searched
her face carefully, and he was aston
ished when he saw no sign of con-
fusion there. "Good God, she doesn't
know She's never been told! he said
to himself. This is too startling. I'll
speak to the mother"
A little later he turned from the
mother with astonishment. ITS mad
ness" he remarked to himself. "She
will find it out. Some one will tell
her. a.. BY heaven, I'll tell her
first" he hastily said: when she
knows the truth, Calhoun will have no
chance on earth. Yes, I'll tell her my
self. But III tell no one else" he
added: for he felt that Sheila, once
she knew the truth. would resent his
having told abroad the true story Of
the Erris Boyne affair.
So Sheila and her mother had gone
to their lodgings with depression, but
each with a clear purpose in her mind.
Mrs. Llyn was determined to tell her
daughter what she ought to have
known long before: and Sheila was
firm to make the one man who had
ever interested her understand that
he was losing much that was worth
while keeping.
Then had followed the journey to
Salem. Yet all the while for Sheila
one dark thought kept lowering over
everything. Why should life be so
complicated? Why should this one
man who seemed capable and had
the temperament of the Irish hills and
Wales be the victim OF punishment and
shame-why should he shame her?
Suddenly, without her mother
knowledge, she sent Darius Boland
through the hills in the early MORN
ing to Enniskillen, Dyck Calhoun's
place, with a letter which said only
this: rs it not time that you came
| to wish us well in our new home? We
shall expect you tomorrow"
When Dyck read this note1he thought
| it was written by Sheila, but inspired
by the mother; and he lost no time
in making his way down across the
country to Salem. which he reached
| a few hours after sunrise. At the
! doorway Of the house he met Mrs.
Llyn.
Have you told herr" he asked in
| anxiety.
Astonished at his presence, she
could make no reply for moment.
Il have told her nothing she an
swered. Il meant to do so this morn
/ ing. meant to do it must"
"She sent me letter asking If II
| was not time came to wish you well
in your house, and you and she would
expect me today"
| Il knew naught Of her writing you
was the reply-"naught at all. But
now that you are here, will you moi
tell her all?"
Dyck smiled grimly. "Where Is sheT
he asked. Il will tell her."
The mother pointed down the gar
den. "Yonder by the clump of palms
/ saw her a moment ago. If you &c
that way you will find her."
In another moment Dyck Calhoun
was on his way to the clump of palms
| and before he reached 1t the girl came
out into the path. When she saw him
she gave q. slight start, then stood still
and he came to her.
II have your letter." he said. "ant
I came to say what I ought to ga!
about your living here; you will bring
blessings to the place."
She looked at him steadfastly
"Shall we talk here" she said, "or in
| side the house? There is little shell