The Sentinel, 1884-09-05, Page 6•
- - To -Morrow. Italian bursts into a ringing laugh. •
T.-To/en. cometo-morrow, tien ;,, .ligh4 orcL. 44: Nina a situation l'? cries -she- . " What.
P lightly .said. 1 - -1 1 : *scene I _It -iii a tragedy, and the pessint
esYlEille waved her little halide gaVYhe -Nare4 is the heroine; • I -Carlotta -am .the 'wife;
head. . , , - . -
.. . - .• while; the White, delipate, prond - miladi is,
st Torea come to -morrow, then," and the••eA only the mist--" -.- . - - ,
With ("tender inaYer on heart and lip ye aqta -Ber[Pre the Vile "Fd can lei.'" her lips,
• his errand went, - • [-
• work intent. i - ,• ,.z : '. f':- , Etarreaduke's hand is on • her throat: His
,. face is distorted With passion and --mad-
_ Who Weil312.11a moment lingered; -s' Wbtad he nesse there is upon is iesettled expression
turn.for a parting rook ?" ' :_ • Of - daterminatioli that -terrifies me more
,Slhen with half 4 smile and half a sl_gh; -her -, .
household burden took. ... , .• ,: 1 than all thaP nee- gene heferes 4aie tirliii
- - -1 - - - i '-- *boating are dilated with rage, His Very
- l" Yorell COME, to -morrow, then," and When. the Boa are gray. ,- AlreadY. the Woman's -Lea-
• Tale Inlipostrin°wthbemoitioWded city. Of. the '.-`: 1%04;0 teires" a,' ro:growing discolored.• ' '-
accident ".-sPoke ; • .. , • ,'''': - . -.. 1r ' " Meemadulte I". I -shriek, tearing at the
A
.
- - - . , . .- hand 1 that pinions' her to . the shutter,
i stranger's home' An deth
., - - . "-Marmaduke, for my 'sake--. remember:2
steone man inroLa'S- .
- dread Olen ay, ,
And a woan albbed a 'full heart out it! a vt- have. Pity. • Oh, What is it you would do
• tit& a mile away. . - - , ',. *14, a superhuman effort My weak fingers
ri,succeed in - dragging huf hand away. He
So lightly oar though& leap: onward, solighay
shivera, and falls _back a. step or tvio, while
•'Mae Fate waits grimly. by and .smiles, 'to the Italian slowly recovers.
- watoh.herplaythieg-man- . • - "Would you murder- me -2"- ele3 gasps.
Iliscounting the dual, Stsange . future, whi.i8 ." Ah I wretch -dog ---beast! But I have -a
•
blind eyes cannot see, . , •'.- revenge!" --
• .:ie. She stalks toward_ the -dooriukshe Utters
. what a single -ii 'lig hour brings; Nilie
- next step may be. 7 , .
''' this threat, and -quickly vanishes. - •
... \
,
-,.And lova noitt len hing Outbid:. and at h e
. I glides sorrow,. , . •
- While men andwoinen between them w
- *fay, "We'll meet to -morrow I" • „
PH
•
. _1 tarn to my -to Karin-0*(1121M. •
-
"'Cis true 2". Ittek. '
"It Is trim," he replies, and as he ep3aks
I can scarcely believe the manwho'stands
'before 'me„ crushed :and aged: and: heart
broken; is the sante gay, handsome -young
man who entered the room all smiles a few
minutiae ago.. - - : - -- • - - :
"11 she is your wife, what ani I rt. I ask,-
ei .. with unnatural oshimess.: - r'.
"-Phyllis! Phyllis! mylife. 1 forgive me r:
l be oriee in an - engulf -died tone; and then
• the room grime suddenly dark; I-_ fall
heavily forward into the blackness, and all
is forgotten. . - '.. • ' -. - •
, - , -
-
When I - recOVer. consciousness, I.. find'
Myself in my own- room, lying upon a bed.
The blinds are all drawn down, to cause a
.socithing darkness. There is &general feeling
_Of date -pa -esti •-about my heir and forehead;
aomebpdy is. bonding anxiously - over _ine;
Baiting my eyes- in languid scrutiny, I dig).
-41 coter itis my mother.-- • - •- - •
I 1 1-0 Is,that you, mamma r"
"Yes, My -darling.'" • i
"I did not knew you were coming to-daY,
ow is it you are here just new? .and -Why
m: I lying on My bed?". - ' i ._, • -
I uplift myself on my-elboiw, encloser at
her -Curiously. : Eler eyelids arecrimacin e
er yob:* is full --of- - the thiek and husky-,
ound that OOMOS of much weeping.. - • -.
fi What has happened? :Why am I here ?"
repeat-. . '• - :. -
"Yottwere not well, dearest-- A Mere
int --nothing more; but we thought you
oiildleel better if kept quite quiet. I was
:riving over to . see- yeti- to day, and very-
ortnna-tely arrived . just afi I Was wanted.
ie down again, and try t� 'sleep." - -
No,: L. -cannot. What-. has vexed- :you
other t , 'you have been crying,' . . .
P Oh, • no, darling," in trembling -tones ;
i g" e it P rhaPs iis
_you .only DI& III - it : e _ ..the
,antiertain. light.":. : • - • ':•
.
•-:" NOniense," I insist angrily ; "you Imo*
eon have. .' I can pee it • in your eye, I cab .
ar it in -yOur -voioe. Why .do you try:to
e'iel` oeive me? Something has -happened-I
ftel- it -and -, you, are keeping ittrOrn -nee.:
3t me think-": : . •
[Witlfa nervous gesture mother ...raises
Oraup.froni a table- near; ;Led puts it to my
kos. ••_ ,.• -. ' . - -. . -- • :.:
11:" Drink this first, and think afterwards,".
•gt,latrays; -"it will do you good." - •
I
" Np„I shall think first, ''' There is: some-
• _ing weighing on my brain,- and -on my
witerloper-.-only the despised -worm th0 4eart. . Why dotal you help me to realm-
_ crawls into the resets heart. Hine ie. •Ocrookl!, . , , ..,.
*and (unhappy one that ram) to ley w
• the nest of the doing.'"
•li
' "Alete-he is I" --icry joyfully, as. he
InyAhusband's .fOota Op! -pass the wino
-, The very criinohing of • the gravel benew
bis heel .rouses me. Hope once ig
:Springs Warm within my breast. It is zi
• it cannot be true. -.Ole will send this or
, Me woman away, and:redlice.all my rig
=louts fears to.ashee. -,:-•• .
•. I run to him - with unusual- eitgernyas t.is
be enters, and, *fling, he hold* - ou-e-:--ho
• arms. But even before .I can throw Mks
anto them, what is it that .conies scrod?, bri,1
: fittse ? What is this- awful- whiteness, thTe
-- deadly look Of terror.? Why :does he fatat-
ger 'batik against the wall? :-.Why d6 his
_bands- fall • lifeleee to his sides.? Why do
, .
bis eyes grow large -with unearthly horkor ?
The Wothenstandswhere last elle stoOd.
She has not moved hisentrincie,-nOr Made
. the fainted advance. ' . Though slightly
paler, the 041 moo 130. still lingers in .hOr
_eyes. - :.
- ;--
She raises one Anger slowly, tragiellly
.and points it at him,: • -
'!I• have fOund yen," she says. "11.1--.
busbandl" .-.. • ,1 - - - . -. ,• ..
No reply., both hi shaking hands go-i4lp to -
bide his face. I run to hire, and fling my slrMs
- around his nick. • - ,
_,."- Martnedulte, speak I" I cry,. Teli.hyr
she lies: 'Doke, . Juke, -raise your. head -
and send her from ithis- place. . Why are
- you silent?. Why will you not looklatMe 7:
It is only I -your osyn. Phyllis.- 0114-*ar.--.
zneduke-, I am horribly -frightened:- - WhY:
don't you tell her to begone 2" - - - 7. . .
"Becauielie-dare not," -says my viktor,
slowly. "Well, Marmeduke., have yo:. :no
- welcome for Your wife 2" - •
TICE D11083130a
-ibithor of ufgollyi Bawn,' "The Baby, " 'I
•• ;Fairypillan," ete., etc.
- "1 do nOt.' believe one word Of alli
vile Story," I deelare, doggedly, kneti
a732 lying as I !Oak ; "it flavors too iii
-sif the melodramato be real. Yon.ar
impostor;• but yon caleillate foolishly; -*
• • - you think to gaiiji money fcom -me bl. y
- lalse.tale. You have been seen inot.4 t
ewe abciut these tgrounds before no-
- `" Ay"---interru ting • me -With a,-rs,
shrug of her finely formed shoulde$
pined, I hungered for A sight of yont,
lish baby. face -i the mistress of. -it
--Skulked abouttliese walls, and was -.in
• through your filiabberies. like 'a . coth
-thief. - Twice was I ..near -detection; tY0.
through in; native cunning I evaded y
•. stunidbulldogs.Of men.. And'each 'din
Iniged--mYseXf t� l .think I had thegreVe
• Acre," laying t both- hands 'lightly cei
bo_soniwhere the fatal paper once mo: l li
• "/ do not . be ieve you,' I reiter
-sttipidly ; "it is nothing but a . via
- _Invention of youri own. I amsilly to- f
- even annoyance. My husband will Edon
in ;",then we shall hear the truth."' -
• "We shall -the whele truth.: Hig f
- will betray.W , Then. you -shall hear -61 t
Lappy evenings spent in Florence, hetes)
She eternal blue -o • the -Sky, when Oeirlot:
••- 'Waal lay With her, dark head reedit'
-,:iiptin her Englishlover's - breast; telo
words of of love wfelllhOti# upon; the ts74igitt
. sir; when yowl) were interchanged; Whga_
lifs lips. were preseed, warmly, tenderly.,- zo
ia
- -Miss."- • - .• ..- '. _- • -
"Be
_silent,' wsman 1" I cry, ',melon,
°MeV, breathing 'h r :d and painfully ; Oh,
the -anguish! theorture 1 I raise my head
„alittlehigher, buti inst. hand -goes Pelt and
grasps Miconoione y a friendly chair,
- has. -
-you; Anima, all tame
rom his lips they Will
sweetly. . I ,am bit an i
steady -my failing
"Does it distreS
loving details!
•poseibly fall` mor
- He puts me roughl
over to her, seizes h
dragaf her into the fu
" You fiend !" he
breath. • "It was all
from km, and, g -13:11
r by the ° wristei,b4-
I light of the winaotv,
hisses, beneath- ,bie
else thenthe DMA Ot.
yotir -death? .You are alive?. You are Jtill
left - to coritaminat - the earth? Who
I
-wrote the tidings that Set me, as I bell*
.'•
;" "1 did,"' replies the woman, qui0137.
' terY affeetiOn, ev n at. :the ,:. very,first,
I . was - tired of -log. 1 Yipurreilk-44d,
cened tae. I wired to -see you„
re. I had begun to hate you, and rlo
. ..'- .40
•
- .k.that Means of . -ridding myself of you
•'..ever. But when ,,I heard of the T;;ich
•_iole's death -Of Nil Mony; thergrandOur,.
11 that had-cOrde to - yOu-I regretted my
.; . to/1y, and started to oiaini my rights.'I a&tt
here i. reptidiate me ifiyou can.
• . I have, crept -closer-;- I am -staring, ifti--
lifigeaduke.. I , Cannot, I will not Ati3.1
believe. ' : - -•1 ,•
.
AgMarmaduke, -say lilie.is not you; wi2ea".
!demand; imperiously. . -, : ;
• "Ay, • key -it," Biqa- tbel woman, wi• l-4 a.
smile. . - - •• -
•- I ' go bearer": and attempt to *take. 43
had. . - .• , ' - -
•',..eiDukeeisay if, say itt" I cry, feverishly,
•."Do . not low* 'mei" exelaiims 'he,
:0MtelY, shrinking away from me.
• feel turned to atone -not faint or air;
uttmbed, and . unable to reason. - 'n,
., •
" How-e.aliall I bear it? What are those.
worda. mother? -• Do -you recollect? Some-
thing beginning -1 . •• 7- •
. So younr, so young,. f
•. I am not used to tears to -night,
Instead of sltunber ; nor to prayer
•With Sobbing breath; and hands otit-wrung. •
" Phyllis, do you want to kill me 2" says
Mcither,ber, sobs breaking forth afresh. -
"Poor mother, do I make you sad? Do
your tears relieve !you? I -suppose so, as I
havenone. Ithink.my sorrow is too great
for that. It was like a dream,. the whole
thing.- I could net realize it than. It is
only now I -fully Understand ' how alone I
'am in the world." 1 - . - • -
' 68. -My own girl, you still have me."
"And se- I• have, dear, dearest mother;
but I .will live alone, for all that. *Disgrace
has. ,failen. upon. Imo, but I Will not ask
otherato bear my burden. Was it not
well Dora's marriage took place•last month?
My position cannot effect her'fi now." -
" Oli Phillis 1 do not talk .of -disgrace.
.What disgrace can attach to rite my poor
innocent child?"
"1 eannot lie here any longer," I say,
abruptly, getting -Off the bed; "1 shall go
mad; if I stay still and think. And -my
hair," fretfully-4'012as- all come down.;
it Enlist be settled again: .0h, no; I cannot
have Martha; She would look doleful and
sympathetic, as if she. ,knew everything,
and I should feel inclined to kill her." •
' . _ -
." Let me do it, darling.- Your arms are
'tired," says mother, meekly; and proceeds
to shake out and _comb With softest touch
ilie-heavymasses' of hair that 1:11:1i5)" yester-
day I gloried in. Even this.morning, when
it lay all about rayi shoulders, how happy I.
was .
"Do you know, mother," I Hay, drearily,
" it seems to me new as though between
me and this morning a whole century had
rolled?". .
-.I
" Phyllis," says iME611,1glat earnestly, "1
-doe'elike yinir manner. I don't lie the
weir you are taking all this. A little while
ago yourgrief -Was Vehement, but natural;
now there is an indifference about you that
frightens rae. _ You will be 114 darling, if
• -• "
you don't giveway e
1'01 . .
• - "Ili ? with a chance of dying -you mean?
Why, that *mid be famous .1 But don't
mother; no snob good fortune is in
store.A for - me. I shall probably outlive
every . one of yon." ' I laugh -a little.
How nicely you Use the brush! you do
not drag a single hair. And it is -nearly
seven 'months now lei*. last you brushed
.my hair; -and • I I unsympathetic, Cold,
almost dead," Mtuili as I havetriedturing
the past few houri,-I cannot quite recon-
cile myself to the -idea that it is I -I myself
em principally concerned.in all this
horrorthat has taken plaoe.._ , •- • *.
1 I argue in my own Mind, 1 represent the
ease as for e third person. rcifinhot realize
'that the one most to ilNepitied is I;
Phyllis what. •
I have at length donsented to see Marina-
-duke, and. am lying upon a sofa in a hope-
lessly dishevelled state, as . he enters. I
have.notehed a single tear; yet the black
hollows beneath my eyes might have -come
from ceaseless weeping. - -
-I half rise as he COMAS tiOr0138" the room,
yet Oannot raise My head to Meet his gaze.
I dread the havoc despair and self -torture
Will have wrought in his face; He Moves
slowly, lingeringly, -.1until he. -reaches the
hearthrug, and thercestands and regards me:
imploringly. ThitIfeel and know, thougit
through some -other Sense beside sight.
Will you .not _even look at .2310 r he
says, presently. in * changed, almost agog,
iied, tone. - . •. -
I force my eyes to meet his, but drop
„I Put:My-hands to my heed in deep per-. them again almost immediateiy.
Slowly, slowly - the truth comes -0 Is .forgiveness Tate out -of the guise -
*Usk to me; slowly all the., past horrible tion?' . - - • • ' .
sOne revives itself. . • • ." No;" I return.; rof oourse r :forgive
Ahr.I glum- affrightedly, "1 remain- you. It ;wits not your fault. - There • is
t know it all now. 1 can see her -nothing to. forgive. But in the first instance
alie said -But," seizing.mother's y.op deceived me; that thee -hardest."
rotg,iste fiercely, "It is net true, mother! Even to myself my voice - sounda cold and
mother sat it is not : true! Oh! -strawy. : -
.1',Oilier 1] Wither !".• 11I aoknoWledge it _But how was rie
•ii‘•.my tshildmy lamb!. what' tell this Would be . the :end of it? It
e11. -I Saito' comfort you:7" - . appeared inipossible you Should ever know
.
Deny it 1" 1 cry; passionately Vilinging the truth: It was only known to myself
.my Arms around her - waist, and throwing and one -
back my head that I may watch her twig).- '1"•And that was---.."
J?ocil face I so filled.with-the bitterest_ ot all "Mark Gore; Thewonian, as I believed,
griefe,-the want . power • to salads .those was dead, and who could betray the secret?
IPM love. why do you, cry.?:' Why _don't The whole miserable, !tory was so hateful
eay. at 0000 it was _a lie? • You are as to me that to repeat It to•youwhom I so
bi-4,17.88 lifarniaduke ; _ he . stood there too,: devotedly loved -,-Vias inore than -I had cour-
as aetick or a stone to ..iny entreaties. age for. • How could.I tell -You. such a eibk;
0 no One help niel Oh, it is true ening tale? How !could 1 watch the
tn 1 -it is true P' -• : • - changes, -the dielike; it might be -that
push her fiteni me, and, burying my . would elowl your face as I related- it?
h d on my arms rook myself, to_and fro, ritir own Yonfession, II knew You bore inc
;silent .agony of deepair. Not a sound- none of that -love that -would have helped-.
hake the -stillness, bue mother'''. Iow stip- me 'niftily through even a worse revelation,
etklasedsObbieg; it maddens me. - and I Omitted lest • the bare liking You
What are you: crying for 2" 1- ask, entertained for 'me should have an end,
raising . my tearless face; :" my and that you,;:a young girl, wbUld shriek
oy.0 are dry. It is my sorrow, net Yount,- from -a widower; and t the hero of such .6
no.4*.auy- One's, -- What de vote mean by story." - . .
mAking. moan : • - . - Still, it would -haire been betterif you
• She makes no angle*, and my head.drops. had spoken; 1 _can forgiveanythin .4 but
am.s More upon my arms', 1 continue my debeit.'• •:•,• • : ••. . -
0e4seless, miserable' rotsking. Again there "Once or twice I tried to tell you the only
glence. . -seOret I had kepcfroni you, but you would
door bangs sOniewhere in the distance. not listen, - or - else _ at the-moinent spoke
not see him I" 1 cry starting UP [doh words as made Me -doubt the expedi-
d1y. "Nothing earth. shall induce* enoy of ever mentioning the -Weir at all,
• :Scannot mother. Tell himhe must But now -that it . is toe late I regret my
ue4 oonie,i4 here. • • • diplicity, or CoVeardicei. or whatever it Was
4 Darling; he is not coming. But even if thittswayed inc."
he,forere, Phyllis., surely. You would be kind Teo fate, indeed 11'1 repeat' Meohani
41ini. If you could only see his despair 1 oeliy., -
Was Tate innocent 0! it. Phyllis, I After.a minute or two, he says, in aloW
iMblore you; do not !eater :bitter thoughts' voice: • . - .
_in your heart towardaMarniadtike,"- "Have yoteno interleaf no curiosity, that
,-!.• it is net that. YOu. mistake me.- Only you do not ask? let inc tell you
-all so hOrrible74 fear icirsee him. now all the-. real oirounistanoda of the
Yesterdat he was . my hUsband.;-7-no,.- no. tease ?" I - •
niemr- I. thought • he was .my husband "What peed ?" I answer Wearily. "Of
to -114 Whatis he?". •: •• (=tie it is,the old -story. I seem to have
Oh, darling! try. to be Calui:". . heard it a hundred timiis.-: You Were a boy,
calm. • See, my -•band "-does net she was a designing woinan she entrapped
ircr6_ia tremble," -holding it up before her:. you; it is the wholithing:' :
"•(.44, whit have I done, that thieshoUld "1wasno boy; 1 was an over-honorable-
liaL5pen to me? What odious crime have 1 man. • She war :elk:Italian *man, with
.06 -Omitted, that I should 1136 so punished? Borne:- little learning, of rather :respeetable
Othy-six. -months married -married, -did I. parentage, and who . wonderful thing
s: ?-I must learn to forget that word:' among.her class) Could speak a good deal
- Oh,- PhYllis,.htteh.1 If you *mid but of English. She was i• handsome, and for
'0,f -to sleep, ply poor love - •the tinie:I fancied I loved her. No thought
• f.i.t,Shall...I.eVer sleep again, 1 wonder, with of ..evil towards her - entered -MY heart e I
.04 afienebefore alWays 2 It hes withered- asked her -topiary me and :the cereniony
•Her eyes haw they burned into Mine I- was Performed,_piivatily but surely, in the
'HO very touch had venom in it! - - And yet little,ohappel -near her hone), her brother
why:should I be so heed on her, poor ores- being. the - principal - Witness. Hardly a
tare?' W'ae she not in. the right? AG is month had passed before I fully understood
her. husband, not: mine; . She has the IWO, the horrible mistake I had made -before I
oleatt. She , is the deserted Wife,- while -I learned hew detestable was the Woman
044 I " . , *with whom 1 had linked my fate. Her
Phyllis! PhyIIis 1"•7 . . Coarse; -harsh manner; her - Vile, iimolent,
And all.my life before -me..l" I oryovith tongue, her. habits .of drunkenness, nay,
s Passionate aelf-pity, Olaspinifiny. hands. more, her. evident :preference • for'. a low,
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•
4.
rate oousin, were all too apparent. I
f her, she deolaring herself as glad*, see
46"hel rawhole eas' thing dbeisgratyou,:)1 her
t
is ?" -, •
,y .
pauses, and draws his hall wea.rily
SB his forehead.
bake my head, but mak b rop furtlie
• and presently he goes on &lain in a
• • -
was,' comparatively speak g. poor
yet, Out ot the allowance y uncle
-.inade me, I :Beet her reguarly as
, indeed; more, than I caul afford ;
e to be
cad of discovery forced
irotte. Then one day came t
4er death. Even
when I - am utterly oris
-._.,t-broken-I can 'feel again
y-elion of delight that overoain
V.-oatired myself °nee more fre6.
fk ed with the world I had for s
(laded, and wad received with b
-rincste'fi . death -having made
-,1-••..04 ; and then -then I met -
'Ilia, surely my story is a sad
-igiving of some pity.", .•
,T.,`; is sad," I say, monoteneue
9 sad as mine.' • '
(3eming over, he kneels .doviriA h
t and gently,:almost :fearfully,
sof my hands in both his.
,,
vh not so sad as yours, my p or love,
Wn darling," he murmurs( linfullY,
stillunhappy enough. To t 'nk that
„Ito would willingly . have gale tied you
wi,,,h_ My life, should - be the . on to.bring
. . .
•
hldes his flu:Ie.:Upon the - a edge of
Vie eushion on -which my at% n head is
rt.p; Aping. limn no longer see h but 0811;
Ael-tiis -whole frame tremblin -th sup-
ef'..eSed emotion. • With Bothe 1 far-off,
• it ciatinet - sensation of pity, i ress the
-1144 that still holds mind. • . . • -
,. rpsently I rouse myeelf, and i ring to a
etting posture, I fa my'dull. eyes pon the
otillosite wall, and .epeak. -11-
1 -suppose it is to my °1dI6ril I mist •
. ,. -
ca tidings
--
.id and
the wild
me as I
Again 1
e tine
n arms,
e a rich
•u.
ne, and
"but
side my
e takes
miory upon youl"
hough the words atm* him arma-
4 kti, gets up inapetuciusly, and W Its low*
t ,tste' former position upon the haarthrug.:
rilogeed that his face was vett]] if pOssi-
•bii,:-&-shade.paler than -before. sudden
.1
lag.x::,pe,yes;tefearhclt .eaoverspreadoreoyou
h6
.yite.: iti co•
home
feifc,' a.,-Aitfle. time .if :you wishi' be sive
neS'.e.iisly. _ . •
•" ' 0 for a little time; forever,-" 4 return.
AVaprrible pain is.togging at my,11 t.
-p-', Phyllis," . deka • he. alnied _Ifieroely,
1
":'t are you saying? You cian t mean .
14-,;roretier? - Do - you know w at that
MOO? If yonzan live _without -. le I tell
•
YO. gainiy- I would railer ten k °upend
ti,44es ‘be -dead that exist without y ii. - Are
yotAltiterly heartless, that you : torture
nitlige. this? Neer to elm you itain; is
thLt What you would say V' OornintA nearer,
socolZise that he touches me, whnle'his eyes
seeated read with desperate eage nem my
fe44-" Speak, speak, and tell:mq , ,ou were
try.7..3g to frighten me."- .1 .
-.1,,cannot. I Meant just what litsaid,"..I
gat4plieozisumed by a Ridden dread of -I
so(Rociy know what. "Why de yihti.disbe•••
lie -44' What other course is Openito me ?"
,i,,,,•_1.4isten"-trying to speak -eel . ly, and
se -g hold of - my hands -Aga ' - "why
eli§iiI4 you make this wretohed s Cry pub-
liV As yet, no one is the wiser; ' pu and r
el0e4 hold the seeret. 'This Wo an; this
i " There is Hazleton,' he Eays ; "it is a
-pretty place. It WAS . my mother's. Will
you go there 7 And--"
o' ;_ok‘eYnely. s,.I, will . go there,"
What servants • will yeu take with
. .
your- he silks- me, prosently,:_in a dull,
!Ailed way, allimpatience and passion
thaw, died within him. .
' "1 Will •take none," , I reply, "not -one
from this,placie. You mita go to Rszolton
ancrget me a few from the Leighborhood
round it -just three or four, who will know
Mithing of me, and seek to know nothing."
"011, my darling, at least take your own •
maid with you, who has known • you all
Your life. And Tynon, he ie an old and
Valued servaet; he will watch over *oil, and
i
take care of you." ' #
"1 will not bewatobed," I say, 4ishiy;.
"and :I. detest - being taken care of.. I UM I
WA ill.' Even when . a heart is sick unto
-
death, there is no -cire for it. Aud I would
not have Tybou on any accouut. Every
piste I met has eyed I wouid know' what he
was thinking about. .1 would mad pi: y in
every glance and gesture, and I will not be
Made more .wretched than 1 am by sym-
pithy," • ,
_
1 "Then• . take Martha.. IOU knew 1:Iow-
ans:abed to you he is "
; " No ; I will have uo one to remind me or
the Old life.. Do not urge me, 'Duke. Give.
me my own Way in this. - Behove me, if
you do, I shall have a far4-1etter .chauce- f-
,i-peacef." . '• . . -
"1 wish, for your sake, twee dead," say
'Duke, hoarsely.
'At this I begin to .ciy - again, weakly. I
Mit Almost worn out. -
! "You will at least writa to me
and
then, Phyllis ?" - - • -4'
' •:" It will be better nal'
-I. "Why? I have sworn not t ) Aso you
Wain, but I must and will have' some
tatiatiS of knowing - wilt ther''you are dead
Or alive. Promise me that twice a year,
(ince in every six months; yoligwill let me
have a letter. It is only .ii httie thing to.
'ask, out of alt the happy past."
_. ".1 promise. But you ,will you etay
here ?" .- - - . -
I uneWer,
" Here ?" he echoes, bitterly. " What
do you take me for? In this house, where
eVery room and book and ftwer woulk,
remind me of your sweet prebenee Noo
we will -leave it 'together, ; I shall look my
list on it with you. I will not stay to see
it desolate and gray and cold without it
You mut let inc be your eseor6
to your new home, that pepple may hav.
less to wonder et."
,“ And where will you go ?" •
- "Abroad -India, Australia, America -=--
anywhere, what does it matter?. If
travelled to the ends of the earth, I could
not fly my thoughte,"
_"And" -timidly-" what of her ?"
i" Nothing," he answers, roughly;
Will not talk of her again to yolf,"
• Mo be continued)
I
• Minding ones Own Business,
into little hay who allowed another little
boy to drown beeause by endeavoring to
Salle 'him he must have loet his gillipet,
seems to have been the founder of a lea00
whom masterly inactivity it is 'Often' trying
to read of. The other day a gentleman
Wrote t� the papers to complein that he
had been hustled and: robbed near St‘
Giles' Church in -broad • daylight. :There.
44101,-; WilLgo. anywhere, will do Aything, were 03110: Oeople looknig op, but they
fek-sifficient money, and r cani make -it deelined to interfere. It week a clergy-
rifteher While to be forever sillerit, When than well _known in the East End for his
w6
iiiii,returns to Italy, who *then vrill.know philanthrophy had a similar adventure in
• Bethnal Green; and on Sunday an unfor-
tunate man was seen flying out of Regent's)
Park and in vain _appealing to crowds'
ocbystanders to rescue him from some in-
furiated woman Who disliked. his -religioue.
opinions. The persons who suffered this
gentleman lobe beaten -111118t have regulated
their Conduct on that doctrine of " non-
intervention which ELLICIS BO M11012 faVOr
With a oertain political school, but without
denying that such neutrality can be pushed
too far; one may suppose that Englishmen
are more oftendeterredfrom nit;ddling
a brawl for fear of taking the wrong side
than.from poltroonery. The Man -Wile 13ark
bee no wrong done without hurrying to the
rescue is apt to meet_ with adventures as
lamentable as Don Quixote's. He may
generally be known by a black eye. He •
has interferedlin an altercation between
husband and wife, and the lady his turned,
Open bin], saying, like Hollers's heroine,
And what if it pleases -me to be beaten V.
fles stopped a father from chastiiieg his
soh, and the boy has jeered at him. He
has protioted the dog- against the Mester,.
and the 'cleik has bate!' him in the leg. A -
few snob experiences lead a man to ponder
with deepleehng over Solomon's eaying
"He that passetli by and meddleth with
strife not belonging to him is like one that
taketh.a deg by the ears." Of. 0011ra:441e.
would rather not have to _make suchrin
excuse for -those who too stringently Mindi
their own business; but we offer it because,
there appears to be no other.-
- „he truth -ah 1 .Yes--"
•FIf , Aril, you not my wife? -. 11a; not my'
loVe Nmnd you to me by stronger 6 ies than
ankpliurch laws? Why should thtie former
deed bond ruin both our lives t .
--- .fAlittle while - ago ' you spokl'of your..,
8414 in 'over -honorable' man. 1Is what
yof.it now propose honorable.or right? Mar-
midu-Ae, it is impossible. As - Our lives
hake :Shaped themselves, so Must they be.
I ev"` ne't live with you." . 11
. 4te Tiiink of - what the -world - ill say.
Plii,40, can you bear their cruel speeches?
It la kat altogether for my own askI plead,
theWo the very thought of los !'g you is
mtVe':,than I eau. bear. It is for $u, your-
sek. ).--., entreat. . Remember what .. your
.po i ipii will be. .Have pity upon yourself,"
- - t Of ,nq 1 I will not listen to you. 1 will
armaduke." - - - -
Inge himself on his knees b fore me.
cling, - darling, do not fors• ke me,"
4.Spers despairingly. :
me go," I ory wildly; 1 Is this
-loVe for me? Oh, the selfish ss of it.
W4-114 you have Me livewithyo 11£1---"
.: Oe' silent I" exclaims he, in _terrible
voide,/,- *spasm of pain contracts his face.
Slowly -he regains his feet. •
't?...Y.1e4 madden me," he goes �n, in an
•alt -0ed tone. . " Iferget thatyou, irho have
nevWeive.d, cannot feel as I do. Phyllis,.
telt* the truth: have you no ffection
fort ? --Are you quite cold 2" 1.
. t.,in not It' I cry, suddenly waking
fro y , uneatural apathy, and ursting
int,., -ster tears, the first I It ve shed
to -0. . As the whole horrible tru Ji oomes
hoOe to me., I rise impulsively und fling
niyiel; into my ' husband's arms -P -for my
hisilpe4d he has been for six. lonef000nthi.
"1 id -e, -love you, 'Duke -'Duke; but, oh 8
wl4t Can I do? What words OEM 1 UM to
tellFen all I - feel? I am young,fid silly,
.an4ioulous in many ways, I kn
yettcAre. is . something 'within. el dare
th.
11
*; but
41..
not: dieebey-somethieg that ma es me
knew•gs life you propose would b a life of
sin,'One on - which no blessing cId fall:
Hat 1,49 therefore, to do the right and do
not 1q10e my despair greater than t is."
.1
Iie is silent, as he holds me alas ed pas-
sionately -to his breast. 11
14 Wii must part," I go on mere eadily.
"1 rit,iet leave you; but, olii_Duke do apt
send tilq, home. ,I could not go the 'e "
• I iihilcider -Violently in his einbrac at the
bare tlionght of *such a home-coMino. -Bow'
could., X --summon courage to meet ,• all the
whir, the suppressed looks, the very
kindnesses), that day by day I should sec?
" 4.4here I could not stay, either," I
sob,nofpurnfully ; "memory would iiill me.
'DuEq,;-Iirhere shallige? Send 420, you-
scut-44.1;V'iiis answer with my head pil,-
-,
. 1
lowed On• his chest.' I wait a long. time.
Wheiteger :struggle is going 011withinhim
take p piece silently. He makes nd sign of
taw& ;,•fSe does not move; his ver' heart,
on se:4612.1 lean, has almost .ceased to beat.
At tyrugth he speaks, and as the words
crotaz,hie lips I know that he has ;coon.,
quaritai'lout at the expense of youth and joy
and voge • ,
, ,- .." •
TWO SCOteh PitOrkeih
, A respectable minister, who was also ,a
Peebleshire laird, told nie the following.
story illustrative of the matter-of-fact • -
manner of the people.' There was an old
invalid man on the TwOedeide who was
attended by a faithful Abigail. Like many
frail persons, he Was always anticipating
his own speedy demise. “ Pia thinking,
Nancy," he said one day, "that it 'canna be,
law noo. 1 feel as if this *erre nicht the •
end wud corm." "Indeed, laird," said the- -
attendant, "if it were the liord'e. will, it.
wad he real convenient, for the os gaen
to oalve, and 1 dinna weel -aee boo Arn to •
tend 072 ye bath 1" -
This, however, can be matched, I ani
bound to say, by another etory lately told.
to me, the scene of whieli lay in the Perth-
shire Highlands. The minister had gone to
Pose A dying parishioner, and when he
reashed the cottage* he found the family
bathed in tears. " Iihe worse 2" he asked.
"Oi,sir, he's just deein'," was the -reply.
given in an agony of sorrow. 41.iooking:
toward the box bed" where the sufferer
lay,he was astonished to see two men
bending _oVele i,v. "What are they doing.
there 2".; "b, sir, they're just shavilig
him !" :" Shaving himl" said the minister,
in atnazement." can they not 'let the poor •
Man. die in pesoe-?" "It's far easier nool"
Was: the ;Weave answer which mingled
with the sobbing.-Donalel iforiepd, D..7).;„
in. Good Words. {*
The greatest friend of truth is time; her-
greatestiinemy is predjudifie, and humility,
her Oonatant oompanion.
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