The Grand Haven news. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1858-18??, 1862-11-19
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BY VIRGINIA F. TOWNSEND.

al don't love you any more. wish
that | could never see your face again"
The bitter, vehement words came from
lips whose smiles were like the sunshine
OF the first new day, and whose voice
was soft and sweet, that pheasant thing
in woman"
But the lips held no sunshine of smiles
now--and the passionate swell of the tones
of Margaret Lowe had in them no sweet
ness, nor attraction.
The girl was an orphan, and the broth
er whom she addressed was three years
her senior. There was strong family
likeness between the two; but the ex-
preston which darkened the face of the
brother, extinguished it for time-his
was bitter, sullen, hers was flushed, pas
sionate.
Theodore Lowe rose up. L think the
consciousness that he had fallen into evil
and dsgraced himself, and done his sister
a wrong, stung him more than her hard
est words did. "Very well, shall not
give you an opportunity to insult me like
this, by putting my face whore you will
see it very soon again" he said.
Margaret Lowe, in her heat of anger,
did not heed the covert threat in these
words, but she remembered it afterwards
in sorrow, and reproach Of spirit. 81
would hide it out of sight, for one while,
if l we're in your place, Theodore Lowe"
she said, with no abatement in the angry
emphasis of her voice. "For my own
part, I'm ashamed to think that wherever
you go the story Of last night will be told
to your shame, and my disgrace, because
you are my brother"
1t was fortunate that, at this moment,
domestic entered, and put sudden pc
rod 10 the interview, whose bitterness
was only intensified by words. Theodore
Lowe rose up and went out, without
speaking again, only his face was white,
and there was fierce gleam in the eyes
which met his sisters face.
The sensitive, high.spirited girl of eight
cen, certainly had cause for bitter mortif-
cation.
The brother had accompanied her the
preceding evening, to private party, at
which were assembled many Of their mu-
tual acquaintance. Theodore Lowe was
not accustomed to taking wine, but this
evening he drank-more than he intend
ed.
When he returned TO the parlors he
was quite intoxicated, and became vocif-
erous, and impertinent 10 several of the
guests.
Al last, with much difficulty, his sis
ter persuaded him 10 accompany her home,
with such sinkings and modification oI
spirit as can best be imagined; and when
she met her brother the next morning
after his late breakfast, her pent up feel
ings spent themselves in a storm of &C
cusations--well nigh anathemas. The
young man was full Of sensitive and
high-spirit as his sister, and so he walked
rapidly toward his uncle's store where he
was head book.keepor. He felt so lower
ed in his own self-respect, so sunken il
the esteem of others, that he almost
wished he was dead.
Every bitter word Of Margarets seem
ed TO curl itself in letters of flame before
him, and there was added to this, menta
anguish and physical revulsion which usu
ally accompanies any indulgence in stim
ulating liquids.
Theodore Lowe knew that. his sisters
anger, if not justifable, was altogethe
natural. He hated her, he hated himself
he was ashamed to meet any of his &C
quaintances; he fairly writhed rs he tho
over the events of the preceding evening
and although they did not exist very
clearly in his memory, still his imagina
tion supplied and heightened all that wa
wanting.