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CopyrisWed by the Anthor, and published
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CHAPTER XII.
A NEW GALATEA.
Bertha rose from her chair slowly, like one
in a c"ream, and looked long and earnestly at
Philip as ho came toward her. There was a
red spot on either cheek, and her eyes seemed
preteniaturally large and bright. At first
he fancied it was out of joy at seeing him.
Then sho smiled as if she had not thought of
it before, but with a strange gentleness that
was intensely pathetic
"You don't como as often as you used, but
you have always been very good and kind to
me, Philip,"' sho said vaguely, as if rehears
ing the virtues of the departed.
His heart came into his throat, and he
could not speak. Was this her coming back
to him? It was more like a funeral. She
motioned him to sit near her, and then start
ed and seemed to listen.
"Have I been very cold and hard with you,
Philip, when you wanted me to lovo youf
Sho laid her hot fingers on his hand, but her
eyes wandered lingeringly around the parlor
walls.
"It is nothing, my own sweetheart," be an
swered her anxiously; "only say you love me
now."
She did not seem to hear him. "I must
have made you sutler. I did not understand,
you know, what it all meant."
She had taken his hand, and bent over
toward him w ith a troubled look on her face.
She rested one hand on his shoulder, and her
lips almost touched his forehead.
"Do you forgive mer she said softly, and
yet her voice wai as dispassionate as an
angel's whisper.
"Why, there is nothing to forgive," Philip
answered, his words of lovo frozen on his
lips, there was something so terrible in the
mysterious mood that was upon her. "But
do you remember," ho added with a forced
smile, "what you promised for to-morrowf
"To-morrowr sho drew back from him
f jarfully; "to-morrow," she repeated as if
tho word had some mystery hi it "Have I
promised you anything for to-morrowf
It was not Bertha Ellingsworth at all, as
lie had known her it was rather as ho
had dreamed sho might be. In tho common
est of women are elements of character,
germs of emotions, that in their height and
fused together can glorify her to a creature
of resistless iwer and dignity, with holy fire
shining in her face. It is the sleeping god
dess men worship in women, for worship is
the truest form of love, and when that wor
ship is lost the part of love for which a man
would make a hero of himself and rise above
every groveling taint in his nature is lost,
too. A woman may bin and not repent; she
may seem as shallow as the surf on the shin
ing sand just before its ebb, but so long as a
man believes in the goddess in her he waits
on her foil', he strives to gild over her sin
in ennobling reverence for her possibilities.
" Why, to-morrow was the day you prom
ised to let me talk of
"I remember." She drew liack from him
and clajxHi her white hands for a moment
over her forehead; "and have you been
thinking a great deal of it-'
"Why not to-night, Berthar ho begged in
sudden fervor.
But she start ed to her feet like one in mor
tal terror. "Oh no, not to-night!''
Then she camo near him again, and looked
down with a new sad smile as ho held her
hand to his lips. "You don't mind very
much, do you? I am not very much of a
woman really,' she said wistfully, "if it
wasn't for the habit you have fallen into."
Then she glanced at tho clock on the
mantel.
Sho followed him to tho door.
"How sad the moonlight is. I am afraid
of it," sho said as sho held out her hand to
him.
Then ho heard a broken voice coming, it
seemed a long way to his ears.
"Oh, Philip, aren't you going to kiss me
good good night f
His passion ho had thought crushed camo
over him in a storm. Ho gathered her yield
ing form in his arms as if he never would
loso her again, and kissed her trembling, an
swering lips a dozen times and her wet, anx
ious eyes.
"Bertha, I will not go," ho whispered hurriedly-.
"I cannot leave you so."'
But sho liad gently released herself from
his embrace. Sho tried to smile at him
through her tears.
"No, no, you must go." Still ho hesitated
till a strange eagerness came into tho blue
eyes. "No, no, you must go. Goodby,
Philip."
As he went down tho steps and out of the
ijate, the chill of the last expression in her
eyes hung about his heart Then ho stopped
:md looked about. Sho had closed tho door,
but something white fluttered on tho step.
It was her handkerchief, with tho perfume
sho always used in its delicate folds. Ho car
ried it to his face it was almost as if he
touched her. He stood hesitating a moment
a moment big with issues to them both.
He remembered her tender words and tho
rare caresses sho had had for him; ho forgot
the undertono that had so painfully inter
preted them. It was as if he had tasted of
some priceless vintage of wino. Ho would
return in an hour and tasto again. Ah, ho
had waited patiently for tho moment when
this woman of stainless marble would turn
to flesh! And now his foolish heart counted
all its hard lessons for nothing, but boat high
with triumph. "To-morrow." Sho under
stood him, then, but how modest and timid
sho was. To-morrow would bo for them
both tho brightest day of their lives. She
was not startled at herself now, no wonder,
at the revelation of tho depths of such a
heart. She wanted a littlo time to calm her
self; to get wonted to the now woman that
looked out of her eyes.
He had made up his mind, and tho moon
went under a black cloud for anger. But it
was only for an hour; then he would come
back.
Market hall was crowded, and Curran was
speaking at a pitch of impassioned eloquence
beyond anythm-j Philip liad ever heard.
"What overwhelms you is your own ener
gies fused into weapons of deadly warfare; it
is their cunning which turns your myriad
hands against yourselves. Whcro else can
they find the force to vanquish you! The
rich ore but few. Whose hands but yours
are strong and numerous enough to carry
out their plans! Tho longer you submit tho
stronger they entrench themselves with your
flesh and blood. Every week some new trade
or profession is invented to mako respectable
and steady somo new discovered method of
living out of tho poor; every month somo new
law is passed in the interests of the money
power."
He paused for a moment and then went on
with more bitterness. "Every month t"
upper classes grow, more indifferent to the
foundation on which thoyrest of throbbing,
agonizing human flesh. Not satisfied with
the terriblo natural distinction between
wealth and poverty, they invent codes of
manners and deviso elaborate systems of
what they inincingly call etiquette. Mar
riage with the poor is inexcusable. Even
familiarity with inferiors a great breach of
"propriety" they call it They ask not is a
man honest and true hearted, is he kind? but
is ho wealthy or did he ever soil his hands
with work? Not is a woman beautiful, is
she modest? these are of littlo account; but is
she well that is, richly connected? If her
father cheats others she may be admitted to
their circles; if ho is unfortunate enough to
be cheated, never. Ah, tho shame of it, that
makes no account of hundreds of millions of
human creatures of untainted blood, of un
clouded intellects, except as mere beasts of
burden; to deny them social privileges, and
whip the boldest of them back into the dark
ness of ignorance and contempt All the
lights of knowledge must burn for the
few alone, all the soft influences of culture
and the elevating pleasures from art and
genius are for the few alone." He folded his
arms over his broad chest and threw back
his bead in one of bis grandest movements.
"And how have they earned the right to
call themselves mankind, to drink alone at
the fountains of knowledge and inspiring
beasty, with never a share for the millions
swsawjsz undsr the bjordeas their white
hands have put upon them! No carpets of
priceless web are too fine for their lovely
women's feet, rubies are nor rare enough for
their jewels. Music beats out its heavenly
harmonics for them alone, with its treasured
meaning of uncounted centuries. Painting
ravishes their eyes alone with the pictured
realms of inspired fancy. Literature scrapes
and cringes before them, with its stores of
wisdom."
Then he threw out his arms and camo for
ward to tho edge of the platform, for one
last personal appeal. A hurflred that could ,
not understand all he said, thrilled to vague ,
revolt under his irresistible magnetic f orca. J
"Your bodies, whoso only pleasure is sleep,
whose only gratification is to still the daily j
recurring necessary hunger, your bodies
could enjoy every luxury and beauty; ah, i
and the common Christian comforts would
be sweetest luxuries to you, which have
palled on the sated senses of the rich. Your
minds and souk could grow fine and broad
and calm in the education their pamiered
children scoff at; and the world progress
more in a year than in centuries before. Ani
you are a thousand to one; the joy.s and
comforts, the blessed possibilities of a thou
sand lives against the insensate greed of ono
man for more, and more he cannot cat, or
drink, or enjoy. It is his madness that they
do not confine such as he, who sets the world
back ten years for one he lives. But when
he opens his great vault to-morrow and sits
down to count his ill gotten gains of the yes
terday, let his heart sink within him; he has
refused his workmen the common rights of
humanity, and they will leave his milk to
rot in idleness."
He took his hat from the table and strode
down the aisle amid the excited applause of
his audience and went out, not even once
looking back. An awkward silence followed,
but it was several moments before Philip
braced himself to do what, perhaps, was his
duty. Every eye was fixed on him as ho
made his way forward, not one there bnt be
lieved ho was their friend. Had he not put
on the fire escapes out of his own money in
spite of his father! Many a whisper of com
mendation brought an answer of hearty good
feeling. One or two of the women in the
galleries actually said he was handsome.
"My friends," ho began, but tomehow he
did not care to lift his eyes to meet the kind
look in the trustful eyes, "I don't think there
is any occasion, I mean, friends"
What did ho mean, he knew better than
they what occasion there was. How dare he
ask them to wait and hope, for when had a
corporation a heart for mercy? He knew
better than they, that to-morrow would be
the last day when n strike would be likely
of any effect They might defeat his father's
scheme if nothing else, a scheme that would
mako them servants no longer of a man, but
of a pitiless business principle.
He looked about the room at last; he read
aright tho confidence in the eyes of tho com
pany. He believed he might make them
wait, but had he a right to ask it? Hero
were a thousand souls in the mills, impatient
at injustice, as they thought; he could offer
them no hope, not one straw; his hands
would be forever tied after to-morrow. Had
he a right to restrain them I
"Friends, I know not what to adviso you,
since I am so weak to help you." He sat
down and a cheer rang loud and hearty to
the roof, but he felt himself in an agonizing
position. On the great questions at issue lie
twecn tho employers and the workmen, tho
rich and tho poor, his mind was slow in com
ing to a conclusion. Ho admitted most that
even Curran said, while he listened, but how
to heli) it was tho question he ever asked him
self. Surely nobody was profited by flying
in tho face of great economical laws. But
then, what were laws, and what were falla
cies? Well, if he did not know what was
right, could he not follow bis father's urgent j
wishes! Was he making a generous return '
for the love his father had lavished on him, '
if he should disobey him now? As ho sat !
there his vivid imagination pictured the cor-
poration in operation. Some little injustice !
was being done, and he mentions it to tho
overseer. "Them's orders; you must
see the superintendent" Ho could
see it all so plainly. Ho knocks at
tho superintendent's door and is re
ceived with tho attention due the chief
stockholder's son; he sees his bland, smiling
face, his sleek, well paid smile. Ho speaks
of the rulo which perhaps works to rob somo
particular set of hands wholly without their
fault. "But I have no authority to change
it, though it does seem hard; better seo tho
agent" Philip imagines his discouraged step,
as he makes his way to tho agent to be re
ferred to a set of indifferent directors, who
"really know nothing about the matter, but
I do not feel like running against tho in
terests of the stockholders."
While Philip sat trying to grasp his duty
of that moment, he became conscious that it
was very still and that no ono seemed dis
posed to follow him. Not a few impatient
faces were turned askance toward him. He
rose and crossed the room to go out. but al
most at tho door ho hesitated. He must say
something.
"Perhaps it is not all quite as plain as you
think. If by higher wages or shonter hours
you made the profit on the mills smaller, are
you not afraid other mills would leavo us be
hind, being able to sell cheaper, or else the
capital invested go elsewhere, where it can
make more profit? Now you get small wages
for long hours, but in tho other cases you
might loso work altogether." Then he looked
anxiously around and added hurriedly:
"Mind, I don't say do this or that; I will not
ask anything of you. But if there is a loss it
will bo on you."
When he left tho hall ho felt like walking
about a little while, to calm his mind. He
chose the route that would lead past the little
tenement house where they had fed him with
cold potatoes. It was only a month ago. He
looked in through the windows. The sick
woman yet lay on the sofa, the same soiled
plaid shawl for her coverlet; there was the
same bare deal table, and a pair of dingy
chairs before it The desolation made his
heart sick. Then ho looked up at tho windows
of tho attic chamber whcro he had slept that
other night It was all dark, but ho imagined
the glaring white walls, with tho queer littlo
block of a looking glass hanging thore, and
tho backless wooden chair that had to
serve for a washstand. and his low bed,
with tho girl's shawl for his counterpane.
What great things be had dreamed,
that night, he should do for the new causo
that had fired his heart, now to him, but old
as civilization. Ho turned away with a pain
in his heart, a pain for the wrongs of the
millions of the sons of toil who have never
como into their inheritance. Ho turned up
the road that led to his own home on the hill;
he could seo tho gleam of bright light from
his father's study, where with his smooth
faced lawyer, ho was perfecting his plans for
tho morrow. And then he seemed to hear
his own words and his own tone as ho had
spoken in the meeting echoing oddly in his
ear. Had ho undutifully sacrificed his
father to his help, and would it bo from his
fault the strike ho feared would come to
morrow! Could his father point his trem
bling fingers at him when tho mills should
stop, and the prospective stockholders de
cline tho investment to-morrow and say:
"My own sou is to blame. With one word
ho could have prevented it"
Then Philip turned his back to tho lights
that seemed to reproach him intolerabfy, and
walked slowly down the hill again. Ah!
what fear for capital, it always shifts its
burden upon labor.
A woman's form came quickly out of a
shadow, and laid a hand on bis arm. It was
Jano Graves, with a shawl over her head,
servant girl fashion, but was it the ghastly
effect of moonlight on her face that made it
sopalo!
"Wasn't you at AEss Ellingsworth's this
evening f
"Why, yes,"' ho looked at her in astonish
ment "and I was just going there again."
"I didn't-know but sho might be with you.
I was at my father's, and when I came back,
I couldn't find her, and her hat and shawl
were gone."
"She has gone out with hr father, per
haps," suggested Philip, startled more by her
manner than her words.
"But he has been up at Mr. Breton's all tho
evening. And you know she never goes out
alone."
"Sometimes sho does," be said, as ho went
with the girL "I mot her quite away from
home one night, but she seemed a good deal
frightened."
"When was it!" Jane Graves stopped short,
and when he had told her a quick, involun
tary cry raped her lips, and after that
he had almost to run to keep up with her.
Now and then he tried to laugh at the ter
rors this foolish servant girl had put into bis
mind. But could it be Bertha had taken an
other evening walk? She was too beautiful
for the exposures of common life. Was heaven
envious of such happiness as he had expected
in their reconciliation! Why not strike him,
then, an net her! Why. It saight hare bees
she had tried to overtake him, to call Mm
back. "Hurry faster," he muttered, catch
ing the girl's arm roughly.
CHAPTER XIIL
CLASS PREJUDICE.
But the bouse looked so sedate and alto
gether respectable that it seemed impossible
but that everything was as usual inside. The
door stood invitingly open , as it should on such
a balmy summer evening, the light streaming
bountifully out on the walk. A catastrophe
s-urely would have left some sign, somo
fatal mark somewhere to curdle one's blood
from afar. How foolish of this black eyed
maiden and him to rush at the top of their
speed in an agony of suspense only to find
Bertha sitting at the parlor tablo mild eyed
and serene as he had used to know her! She
had only stepped across the street perhaps.
How sho would wonder to see him hurry
ing in his unreasonable fear into her pres
ence! But he would pour into her ears such
a torrent of words of lovo that she would
bless him a thousand times that he had como
back, and their happiness would date from
to-night Perhaps sho had tender confi
dences for him, too, of how wonderfully she
had grown into the lovo ho had longed for,
and she would whisper to him that the few
weeks of estrangement had been a blessing of
God for her and he need never again com
plain of the coldness of her love. Life is not
so serious and tragical an affair as one some
times thinks; things don't always plunge
into tho ruin they are pointed toward.
By the time Philip stepped into the door,
ho had fully discounted his expected relief;
indeed, had almost persuaded himself that he
had had no misgivings, there seemed so little
sense in misgivings.
But he did not find tho blue eyed woman ho
loved at her parlor table. Ho looked for a
crochet needle or a square of canvas, which
might show the marks of recent work; but
tho round table was in perfect order. The
little book shaped card basket stood near tho
bronze base of the drop lamp. A large red
morocco bound volume, called "Tho Dresden
Gallery," was tilted up a little by a blue and
gold book of Swinburne's poems, on which it
had been laid. The gracefully carved book
rack was full, all but ono space the volumo of
poems might have fitted into.
"Just as I arranged it after tea," said Jane
Graves, moving uneasily about
"For heaven's sake be still," he exclaimed.
He stepped out into the hall.
"Why, here is her shawl," ho Raid, with a
lightened heart
"It is her heavy shawl that is gone;" the
girl looked peculiarly at him when 6he added
almost under her breath, "the one she takes
on evening drives."
Philip shot a glauco of sudden intelli
gence at her. and terrible suggestions and
recollections rami crowding their hateful
meanings upon him. The mad blood seemed
congesting about bis heart, and yet his face
blazed like fire. "Good God!" he shouted
hoarsely, "if you dare to breathe it 1 will
choke tho envious life out of 30U." Then ha
caught the bell knob at the door and rang it
fiercely, and then again, lief ore its echoes had
ceased, and again and again.
"And is there another fire, your honorr
The broad faced chambermaid had oomo
up from the kitchen and stood with arms
akimbo, trying to make her rich Irish voice
heard above the sounding gong.
"Do you know where your mistress is?"
"No-a; if she be not inside, indade."
"Didn't sho go over to u neighbor's some
where!' questioned Philip eagerly.
"Not that I knows on, sir."
"Has anybody been here? Didn't you tend
door, you ninny!"
"The bell didn't ring till now, sir: but lave
roe think a bit," and the woman nibbed her
head meditatively.
"Quick," cried Philip, between hope mid
fear.
"Don't scare me, sir, or I can't do notbink."
Ho moved his feet restlessly on the inlaid
hall floor, and he had bowed his head as if
studying tho artists design; but it was for
fear he should catch somo terrible signifi
cance in Jane Graves' black eyes. He could
hear her dress rustle; ho knew sho was look
ing at him, waiting for him to lift his face;
but he would not have met her eyes at that
moment for all the world.
"Yis, there was a rumbl in' team come up,
and I thought I hearn a man come to the
dure and thin go back; but the bell didn't
ring, sir, and I didn't mako no count on it
No, sir, I hevn't hearn missus movin' rouu'
sense, and I knows she be all over the house
before."
The creature's tongue was unloosed and
she kept on talking, but Philip had bounded
up the broad stairs and thrown open tho door
of tho room he thought was Bertha's.
In another moment tho gas blazed up to
tho ceiling and ho stood, wild eyed, looking
from side to side as if he thought to find a
heart breaking story written all over tho
gold papered walls. Then his eyes became
fixed on the black walnut bureau with its
long mirror coming down through tho cen
ter. On tho marble slab at the foot of the
mirror ho saw a satin covered handkerchief
case, and pinned upon it a pieco of paper.
In three steps he had clutched a littlo per
fumed note, with a ribbon fastened on it as if
for a signal, a delicate Ikjw of white ribbon.
Mr. Ellingsworth's narao was written on it
It was all here, and yet Philip hesitated a
moment as a man would hesitate to cut off a
maimed and poisoned limb. And it was al
most unconsciously at last that his nervous
fingers tore the note open and let tho bit of
white ribbon flutter to the floor. Ho seemed
to read very slowly and tho flush faded from
his face and left it very calm. Thero could
bo nothing very thrilling written thero surely.
But every line and curve was branded for
ever on his heart
"I have gone with Curran. I knew I could
not stand your reproaches, but I can only bo
happy with the man I love. Society will dis
own me. He is moro to mo than all.
"Bertha "
He crushed tho bit of paper in his hand,
and looked up to sec Jano Graves standing in
tho doorway, pale as death. Beside her stood
tlin red cheeked chambermaid, speechless
again, this time with astonishment to seo the
young man mako so free in her mistress'
chamber.
"Gone with Curran; oh yes, it is all writ
ten out Well, that is a joke; a man whe
don't wear cuffs, and Bertha loves him!
WI13-, I never could dress to suit her." And
he threw himself into a chair and burst into
convulsions of laughter till tho tears came.
"Well, there may be something else," and
ho stepjed jauntily up to the bureau again.
"Certainly, a jewel box with my name on
it; oh! to be sure, our engagement ring." He
h-ld it up to catch the sparkle of the solitaire
diamond. "Yes, 3es, a very proper and deli
cate spirit I wasn't mistaken in Bertha, sho
always had a nice seiiMi of propriety."
He came a little unsteadily toward the
two women. Jane Graves was pale aid till
as death, with her two little hands prevail
tightly upon her bosom. Philip wondered
Impatiently what was the matter with the
girl. If he could treat the wholo wretched
business like a huge joke, what thedeuco
was the use of her playing tragedy queen over
It? What child's play life's solemnest woes
and failures are after all a man's dread of
them! It is mixing up flesh and blood with
them spoils their grand effects. Men and
women are only fit for the cheapest kindof
low comedy. How it must amuse the im
mortal gallery gods when a man attempts to
sustain tho tragedy pitch in his experiences!
If one can only get the true point of view,
there is no such thing as a noble situation, a
glorious victory or a desperate dilemma. The
dignity of sorrow is a ridiculous misnomer.
Everything is only more or less funny ac
cording to its pretentiousness for example,
the astonishing denouement of bis love epi
sode. Now Norah, the chambermaid, with a face
like a pumpkin and eyes like saucers, was a
suitable lay figure for such an occasion.
"Why, here, Norah, this is really a very
good diamond. I bought it for tho best; per
mit me to present it to you. Bertha, your
late mistress, I mean, was a large woman; no
doubt you can wear it over your little finger.
Consider it as a reminder of this charming
evening. Ah, let me put it on, you are not
used to jewels thus. Now, my love, you
may run down stairs and show your pretty
present"
He turned his strangely bright eyes to the
wall at the foot of Bertha's bed.
"My picture, too. How the girl's heart
must have glowed night and morning over
it" He took it down and held it before him
a moment
"A foolish face," he muttered between his
teeth, the wild merriment fading out of his
features. He bent and laid the picture glass
upward on the floor, then be ground it
viciously beneath the heel of his boot, and
walked away without g"'"g to cast an
other look at it
Bertha's pore bed, which her graceful form
ajarf pra-gul so ssajy fars af iasarntable
awe crept over him; it seemed impious to
look; he fell on his knees and buried his hot
face in the pillow where he fancied her bead
had rested.
"Oh, my lost darling, my lost Bertha, you
have taken all the joy and hopo of my life
with you," and his slight frame shook with
tearless sobs, like the death throes of a break
ing heart
Then he rose in bitterness of soul to his
feet Was there no way to drown the deep
settled pain about his breast? Wore there no
other women in tho world? He had heard
times enough there was no salve for a broken
heart so quick and sure as another woman's
isses.
He almost stumbled over Jane Graves,
who lay across the threshhold in a dead
faint It was but the work of a moment to
bend over her and lift her in his arms. But
h would not let her lie on Bertha's bed; no,
not to save her life; and he bore her through
tho hall to another chamber. It was a slight
girlish form ho held, and need not havo been
so unpleasant a burden. But ho laid her
down on the first resting place he could find,
and lifted her feet with delicate gentleness
on tho bed. Ho removed the high pillows
from under her head, so that sho could
breathe more easily, and, truo gentleman
that ho was, covered her pretty feet and
ankles with some light wrap.
kn
lie almost it'xtnblti over Jane Graves.
A green tinted cologne bottle stood near by
and ho bethought himself to dash the cool
contents into her face, and felt quite a doc
tor's surprise to seo any good result follow hia
ministration. The banished blood stole slow
ly back into her olive cheeks. He bent over
her and lifted her shapely little hands, as
dainty as a princess', and tried to arrange
them in somo graceful position. How pretty
she was: if her lips wero a little full that was
a very pardonable fault
A sudden mad thought warmed his body;
why not wait till she opened her eyes, this
charming little girl, and then swear to her
that he loved her? What was love then that
such a pretty face and form as this should
not have it? Sho was no cold woman; her
kisses and endearments. but his eyes had
grown cold and hard whila ho looked at her.
If she wero a Cleopatra she could bo nothing
to him, her kisses would only stifle him with
her passion; her clinging soft arms about his
neck would only stranglo him. Ho knew to
his sorrow what it was to love, and no pretty
sham, no matter how its voluptuous artifices
might mako his hot blood surge through his
veins, could still for one moment the immor
tal longing it only mocked. Sho moved a
little as sho lay; and be started and went out.
The girl's eyes opened slowly on tho rich
bluo lambrequins and the rare frescoing of
the room. She vaguely wondered for one de
licious moment if sho awoke somo rich gen
tleman's wifo and her old lino of poverty was
past forever. Why, sho was in Mr. Ellings
worth's bed chamber? How came she here!
And her hair was wet, and the ruffles on her
neck wero damp it was cologne. Theu sho
remembered everything, and rose from the
august couch she hail unworthily pressed.
Sho laid back tho great pillows and tried to
smooth out tho outlines of her form on the
spotless counterpane and then made her way
down stairs. The house was so still it fright
ened her; it was as if everylnxly in tho world
bad died whilo she lay in her faint The hall
below was empty, too, and the outer door
shut. She opened the parlor door; she felt as
if sho must find somebody to ease the tension
of her nerves.
Mr. Ellingsworth sat with his head bowed
on his hands; he knew it all; his home was
desolated, his pride outraged. At the noise
ho uncovered his face for a moment and
looked up, and the cruel light falling on his
distressed face revealed the marks of age his
tranquil course of lifo and selfish and com
placent philosophy had so long softened and
covered. Ho saw the graceful figure of his
maid in a pretty attitudo of hesitation on his
pleasure. Ho was alone in tho world but for
her; deserted in his own home only for her.
"Come hero, Jennie," he said in a broken
voice.
Sho came into the room, and a few steps
toward him. Then she stopped. Her face
was ulmost as palo as when she fainted, but
her black eyes shone with unusual feverish
brilliancy.
"Givo mo your hand, dear."
Tho girl started, and half turned as if to
escape. Then strango thoughts darted
through her brain. A warm, red flush
mounted from her neck, and spread itself in
linsling waves of shame to the very roots of
her black hair. Sho came up to him, and
reached out her little hand. He pressed it
gentry, then he laid it against his cheek. Her
heart bounded in sudden revolt, but she con
trolled herself with an effort of sheer will,
and did not move, but her startled eyes
sought the floor. And so this was her proud
master. But what harm if he wanted to be
foolish and sentimental? it was no matter to
anybody now, no one cared for her unkissed
lips.
"Jennie," be said at last, "come nearer to
me."
And she kneeled by his chair, in a sudden
impulse she dared not define, not yet She
put her other hand in bis, and lifted her
dark, wet eyes to his fnco. Then he bent
down to the upturned face, that never
flinched, and in another instant he held in
bis arms her form that seemed to shrink only
that he must clasp her the closer.
"Will you be my wife, Jennie? I never
loved a woman as I do you. Will you be
my wifo, Jennie?"
"Yes," whispered the red lips that never
once turned away from his thick raining
kisses.
In Bertha Ellingsworth's own parlor it
was, with her mother's face looking down
from the painted canvas, in the room where
the daughter of the houso had so coldly en
tertained tho heir of the Breton mills. Ah!
yes, and where she had taught Curran, the
prophet of the poor, to lovo her, and she the
very esseuco of the spirit he taught them to
hate. But how her proud face would wince
now! If she were only here! Her father,
tho haughtiest of men, to everybody in tho
great world beneath him cold as an iceberg,
they said, arrogant as any duke of courtly
circle, could it be he praying, with not
breath, the love and tho hand of his servant
maid! Could it bo he holding her so fondly
in his arms, where he might have gathered
coy dames of the stateliest rank, lavishing
honeyed words and mad endearments on his
poor servant girl , whoso only nice dress it was
he was crushing so recklessly! Ah! it was
worth tho cost, if she had to tear her heart
out, for all that wealth can buy will bo hers.
She nestles her burning face on his shoul
der and tempts him to new caresses and new
words of folly, that be may not remember
yet what a strange thing it is that he is
doing; that he not think of repenting until
bis enthralled senses shall make him forget
everything else rather than this sweet hour.
Her wildest dreams are realized. Sho will be
one of the rich and the great whom the rest
of the world bow down to. She will make
her husband's yes, this man to be her hus
band, why should she be ashamed with him
she will make his friends all envy him his
beautiful wife; and as for their faded, fash
ionable women, with limp backs and blood
less veins, how it will please her to study tho
signs of jealousy on their listless faces. And
Bertha Ellingsworth's proud, false heart will
ache with shame over the low born woman
whom her father has mado his wife.
"Has the train gone for the westr asked a
breathless voice at the Lockout station.
"It's thirty minutes behind its time,"
growled the tickot agent. It was Philip
Breton, who went back to tho post to tie his
horse more securely. "Poor Joe, poor old
boy," the big white horse seemed more liko
to fall dead in his tracks than to try to break
away. "A pretty bard gallop, wasn't it, Joe,
your breath will come easier in a minute, old
horse."
His time was precious, but ho lingered in
an uBoontrollabl terror of what he had come
so far to sec. He had thought he wanted to
make sure. There might bo some mistake in
the note, or even now, if she had changed her
mind but it was all folly, he saw it now.
He had forgotten all reason in one wild long
ing to see Bertha again. But what was the
use of harrowiug up his soul with new pic-'
tuxes he would pray God in vain to wipe out
of his memory? But he had come so far,
perhaps it would do no harm to look at her
once more. He had turned and was
walking along the platform, toward the
ladies' waiting room. He glanced op
the long stretch of straight track and
saw in the distance the head light
of tho engine, which seemed to him a
pitiless monster, hastening on to seize bis
darling and bear her to some hopeless region
of eternal night. Ho must hurry. Who
knows ? it might be fate had kept her rescuo
till this moment, and meant him to save her.
He pushed tho waitiug room door open. The
seats appeared all vacant and expectant ; a
big russet applo had been dropped on one of
them by some interrupted traveler, and in
another place the carpet upholstery was
specked with the white litter of a cracker
and cheese luncheon. The wholo atmosphere
was too commonplace for a pair of runaway
lovers. Philip took two or three steps into
the room, but it was only as he turned to go
back that he saw the settees were not quite
deserted.
It was a group for a painter's loftiest
genius, but tho artist must have a faith in
love, which the world has learned to scoff.
The figure of tho man may embody strength
and dignity iu unconscious perfection; it is
bent now in a beautiful protective attitude
toward tho woman whose head rests on his
shoulder. Her lips are parted to reveal the
pearly gleam of her white teeth, but she
docs not smile. She has golden hair like a
crown setting wel down on the broad fore
head, and thero is tho tint of red gold in her
cheeks liko a perpetual glow of sunset Bat
It was a qroup for a painter's loftiest
genius.
what painter can catch the holy tenderness
in the eyes that drink in her unsullied beauty,
the breathless wonder, the rapt mystery in
his softened face? What inspired brush can
picture the quiver of the long, golden lashes
against her cheek, and then the dreamy stir
ring of the eyelids that now open wide, so
his impassioued gaze may thrill the liquid
depths of blue. Let the artist fix them for
ever H ho can the smilo that ripples at last
over her fascinated face, a smile of trust too
perfect for shame.
What was that sound so liko a human sob
that startled tho lovers from each other's
arms? Why, it ahno-t made them sob for
sympathy, as if it came from a,broken heart.
Who ever heard tho wind moan like that lie
fore, so short and sharp it was? But it must
have been the wind, for they were quite alone.
To be Continued.)
And the End Is Not Yet.
Opposition to Mr. Cleveland has devel
oped in the Democracy of Massachusetts,
Connecticut, New Jersey, Ohio and In
diana. In New York it has grown formid
able. This business may yet unsettle the
plans of the Republicans, who have been
counting on the certainty of Mr. Cleve
land's reuomination. Dropping him now
iikc a cold potato would be a great disap
pointment to them. Cincinnati Commercial-Gazette.
lie Changes Ends Frequently.
One of those useful Washington corre
spondents who never let anything escape
their eagle eye that the public wants to
know, reports that the president took a
walk "on foot," the other day, with Sec
retary Fairchild. The only thing remark
able in this arises from the current im
pression that Mr. Cleveland has liecn
walking, for the most part of late, on his
ear. Springfield (Mass.) Union.
Indiana AVUI Be Redeemed.
The Republicans of Indiana are organ
izing for victory. They are very much in
earnest, and believe they will win. More
than that, they nrc perfecting part or
ganization and wiH be out in full strength.
The chances are that the days are num
bered when Indiana can bo counted as a
prou'neo of the solid south. Cincinnati
Commercial Gazette.
War Derl:ir-d in Pennsylvania.
Pennsylvania accepts the challenge Im
plied in" the defeat of Randall. That
event can only mean that henceforth
there can be no doubt under what fiag
Pennsylvania Democrats fight. It is the
black flag of the English free trade pirate.
It means war to the knifo and "no qun.
ter." Philadelphia News.
A Historical PIctnre.
W. II. Pratt, of Davenport, la., once
wroto out the emancipation proclamation
In such a manner as to have the letters
group together into a perfect picture of
Abraham Lincoln. The picture is now in
the possession of the Iowa Historical so
ciety. Inter Ocean.
There Is Firing; In Kennn n :ear.
While Kenna is haranguing at Wash
ington in the interests of free trade the
people of his state are holding publio
meetings and declaring for protection.
The great tariff wave now rolling over
West Virginia is an effectual reply to
Kenna's absurdities. Boston Journal.
Heads I Win, Tails You Lose.
Civil serviceTeforra, according to the
president's new idea, means "we keep
what we've got, and help ourselves to the
rest." And the Mugwumps! They are
Mark Tapleyinjj i5 ts best they can.
Hartford Po3t.
Because They Are Unanswerable.
Cleveland's message has not brought
out a single strong defense against the
Republican broadsides. Cleveland's mes
sage was a mistake. Birmingham Age.
Circumstance Alter Cases.
Since the change in the aspect of the
Hill boom it is said that Cleveland is not
so anxious to have the Democratic na
tional convention held in New York city.
"Thereby hangs a tale." Burlington (S.
J.) Reporter.
Might Go Farther and Fare Worse.
Col. Dan Lamont is said to be laying
pipes for his nomination as governor of
New York, and some of the newspapers
are laughing at him. Why? He hasn't
made such a bad president. Chicago Mail.
The Trainer Outrunning; His Man.
Dan Lamont, the president's private
secretary, is said to be scheming for the
governorship of New York. Better hold
off, Dan, your old chief may need it
Peoria Transcript.
Democratic Promises Don't Oo, Yoa Know.
Somehow or other the fact seems to
have been lost sight of that Grover Cleve
land was elected on some sort of a one
term promise. San Francisco Chronicle.
Kcbo from Albany Answers "Nix.'
Has Mr? Cleveland a monopoly of tho
right to be the Democratic candidate for
president? New York Sun.
It Will Be a Bitter Dose for Many.
The position of The New York Sun in
regard to President Cleveland is just this:
"We will support him for re-election if
we must, but heaven deliver us from any
such necessity." Cleveland Leader.
Aa Open CoafoMloa.
The Democratic party has not won a
national victory en its own merits sine the
war. Washiitn Pott, Dfm.
The Issue Is the Same.
The issue which the Republicans main
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has been prominently and specifically
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In 1888. The country is now in the en
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a quarter of a century has assured a
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wealth than were ever before known to
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to national embarrassment and wide
spread individual distress. Mr. Blaine's
Letter of Withdrawal.
None So Blind as Those Who Will Not See.
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Tho Pioneerneedslt can't get alone i.Ithout It.
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Tho IlorrtC-fiineicr needs it-it Is bin bet
friend end safest reliance.
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Ions aj his life Is a round of accidents and daubers.
The llackwooduuiau needs It. There Is noth
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Tho Merchant needs it about his store among
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use In case of accident saves pain and loss of wages.
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