The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1862-01-09
written for the New York sun.
HUNTED DOWN
BY MIS-. ANN 8. sTEPuENss

SAFNoeN
He reached the door and turned TO look upor
the beautiful young creature whose best feel
ngS he had come 70 insult. There was some.
thing imposing In her ferce anger that fascina
ted him.
'Ons thing more, said Clara, with an import
tous gesture which stopped him and left him mo-
tionless. Zone thing m rel be very careful
how you say, or how you permit your dAught
to say, that any act or advice d yours h he the
acquaintance between your on and 20 Tia
fslsehOod viii not endure Now you can go
have done.
lie opened tho door and passed ou', fesn <
a sort ofself congratulatiou when il closed and
he wSs out in the opon air.
HomswaId moved Judge Lane, a -iser man
10 ss-much a he determined never 10 run a
similar encounter and ever after, in affairs Of
that nature 10 confnc bis advice and oxpostu.
lstions 10 his hoAdsuong and robellious son.
When the door closed, Clara's unnatural
strength gave way, she tottered, stretched out
her arms and fell slowly forward upon the floor.
Shs had not tainted, her eyes were open, full Of
agony, but she had no power to move.
Many moments paseel-.o tho phronzied girl
they so>med like the dura ion Of eternity. Il
WA ~ When she heard a sound in ono Of tho
upper room and knew that her mother had
awakened that she found strength To stir.
Even in that horrible suffering, with which
the palgs Of oea,h could bear no comparison,
her pride 81 LED her. She clutched up a fold of
the homemade carpet aud drawing herself
wearily orSard reached a ci.ir, scil Il 1t, and
drew herself upwards.
AFR shs sank into it, there was another brief
but terrible spasm which seemed rending her
very frame: when that passed she sat thore with
= sort Of csimncss which was terrible to look
upon She even took up hor needle work, heldH
before hsi Ece and appeared 10 work; 70 stung |
was the girls pride and will ,,ha' even in thst in
fAns misery sh, conld pross back her tortured |
heart aad tchcolih oil ilto tho seeming which |
ttfsring mus. ever wear ia the prcssace Of any |
human being
CHAPTER V.
Under any circumstance. brought up even ia |
comfort aud ofilucncc pride would have boon
The great fault Of Clara Andt rs1ns character.
But reared as she had been under the iron hand Of
toll and privstion treated with indignity by |
those whom he felt 10 bo her interiors in all |
mental qualities, with life presented to hcr in
one Of its most irkkome phases, that pride had
grown like a upas tree, blighupg a thousand |
srssl and kinder emotions which, removed |
from its baneiul object would have strengthened
md bloomed into perfection that might have
reud,Isd Dor mind hoslthy and noble
How deep and unaltOraAle her love was for
Id.s,d Lane tho herself Krjly clmprehendcd. |
4 L.. -. |
dA,s,at from what IL Wolld have been with |
Sol,E giil tuIl our dtd b. friends aud tha pea |
su.ts iitu.g her sgo. To Clara it had grown
something lar b,yold romance or a dream,
that one solitary love had cntwined itself about
the very springs Of her being and an attempt 10
uproot IL won d have destroyed her whole life
She did not know this in the turnult Of pas
sion and pride she had no time to I'll nix Of con-
sequences. She only longcd TO cause herself
the severos, possible pain, 10 blot out ovory
CLEAN Of sunshine, tear UP every sweet blossom
of hope and fling herself down in the darkness
which hor pride had assisted the cruelty Of Others
in bringing upon her. Like hurted animal
that madly p'ungos amcng thorns and down
broks On rocks, bho turned madly ihto the thornes'
path and wounding herself with bitter thoughts
kept constantly AT "oik, allowing norSen noi
thsr rest nom toil nor pam h'' i"o.u'' p'''i1
With Dor fruiticssly to seek some reIiAatioh' ioi
there was something startling IN her hasgtd
lockS
IL must got just 30 much work d ne TINS
wesk, WAS her inNar aole answer J "llI rest
walk IA you please M'er"Md'
Tho old woman knew her daughters deter
mined character 20 well that she male no AZ.
tempt 70 oppose it, only muttering fretfully
"You1l n AXE your.,lr sick, ,hon what will
become Of US should like to know"
I "our kind and goodhear,ed neis,ISOrs--we |
will depend on them, replied Clara bitterly.
g I'm thinking If We waited for them wo
might btth die hero without help was the
feeble reply.
"vGy possibly, mother, but d, not intend
70 10 sick"
You will, though you are as white as
sheet now"
THAT proves nothing.
"What trou ,les you, Clara, do tell me y
Nothing at all, mother"
That's the way you always put me off; you
don't tell me anything any more than II was
ss,ranger."