Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1870-03-23

to make you sharer in it, have made you
miserable Forgive me. Let US part as
friends, never to see each other more. Let
us be as sisters. But as for that man"
Flush |" said Rosaltha, raising her hand
mot word against him, though he has
treated US both so shamefully. He is your
husband. You have the best right to him.
Do you think could live with him after
this? Never. He is TO me no more from
this moment SO far as anything more than
remembering him goes, than IL he had new
or been. To love him and live with him
any longer would be a crime in the sight of
Heaven and man. Do not go You must
stay until he returns Then, together, we
| will confront him -
Even while she was speaking, steps were
heard in the corridor, and the next moment
Eleray Trafford entered the room.
The sight he met there was strange
one. Rosaltha stood facing him. standing
/ by the mantlepiece, her form erect ard
proud, her hands tightly clenched in one
another. At the centre table sat Dorothy,
her face buried in her pocket handkerchief
among the books and pictures, and her
shoulders heaving convulsively, telling the
struggle within her Breast.
He looked from one to the other, in amaze
ment, and an undefinable expression passed
over his face. To the day of her death
Rosaltha never forgot it. lie passed over
1 L L
she repulsed him.
Don't touch me- she said; you
"
| She tried TO pronounce the harsh word,
but memories of the golden hours of her
courtship overwhelmed her, her lip trem-
bled, and she burst into tears.
For God sake, what does this mean? :?
Rosaltha, won't yon speak to me? What is
this mystery2 What does this woman want
here p
He turned To confront Dorothy, but her
face was still hidden, and her sobs filed the
room Rosaltha it was who commanded
herself and spoke first.
Here is your wife-ask her?'' she said,
pointing 20 Dorothy. From this hour, Ell
leray Trafford, you are no more to me than
if you had never crossed my path. - -
As though by an inspiration, and without
any process of logic. Elleray strobe up to
where Dorothy was weeping.
''Who are you, woman?'' he cried and
laid a strong arm upon her tender shoulder
The head was still bowed Shame, or
fear, or anguish, still caused the gentle face
to be concealed, although the sobs came fast
| and thick.
Elleray paused once more, looking first at
one woman and then at the other in what
Rosaltha took to be well-affected extremity
i! of surprise. A second time he laid his hand
upon the woman's shoulder, and this time
with still rougher hand.
Who are your he shouted. Speak,
| Or
"Me? o, I'm Dick !" exclaimed voice
almost inaudibe, through its smothered
laughter; and the next moment the visi
tor $ head was thrown back and peal after
peal of utterly irrestrainable boyish laughter
ran through the parlor.
Elleray and Rosaltha stood there like peo
pie in a dream, utterly falling at first to com
prehend the situation Meanwhile, there
sat their visitor, every moment exploding ii
freshsvolley, and pointing and gesticulatins
at them in most unladylike manner.
Don't speak to me d5n't come nea
me |" he exclaimed, his face growing scarle
with laughter. Il shall split, I know
) shall o, what fur ! what larks By jingo
said I'd make you pay for disappointing
rays first wife o, you two simpletons o
it is too good Don't interrupt me, please
Let me have my laugh out ~
. Of he went again into another series o
explosions, and Elleray and Rosaltha, hav
ing nothing else to do. followed him, a
| length understanding how matters stood
Yes, it was Dick-his naturally girlish fea
lures, completely disguised in his borrowed
feminine APPAREL He had missed the trait
which was to have taken him to the wed
ding and had arrived home some hours af
ter it was over had left home afer seudin:
his brother letter calculated to deceiv
him as to his whereabouts had stolen
quantity Of his sister Lucy's disused clothe:
, in order to act his part, aud stayed at tn
hotel all night in order to watch his chanc
in the morning.
Half an hour afterward he went upstairs
and soon made his appearance in the attir
of his sex.
AN EAST INDIA LEGEND.-When tn
lofty and barren mountain was first lift
ed into the sky, and from its elevation look
ed down on the plains below, and saw tn