The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-06-14


Alas! alas! But Sonora-poor girl.
Those were bitter worCis-'how dare |
win her love by artful devicesr God
alone knows Twas honorable and sought
not to win the love weuld gladly pos
sess. But Thee, O my Father. Thee do
thank for giving me grace enough to
bear il all in silence without retaliating.
Spare this vain, frail woman, that she
may see the error of her ways, and
grant that she whom 7 love so may be
spared the misery of an ilI-assorted
marriage! Give me strength to bear
my disappointment as becomes n child
of Thine" Raising his head he contin-
tinued: 81 must leave this house at
once. But / must see Sonora once
more, to speak the last farewell and bid
her hope. Surely Mrs. Hewitt can have
no objection to this" He remained
quiet and so distracted by his own
sad thoughts and feelings that he knew
not that the door had opened until
Harry, the confidential friend of his
youth, stood beside him.
"Why, Clarence, you seem to be in
rather dull spirits this morning. What
is the matter? Has that sister of mine
been coquetting with you and making
believe she is in love with that 'aristo-
cratic would-be-sOmebody, eh:' and
he strutted in imitation of Norman Me-
Intosh.
"Come, what do you say to fishing
excursion to-day said Harry, light
ing a cigar
"Nothing would please me better
than to spend a day in that healthy
amusement" replied Clarence, ''but
shall be obliged TO refuse myself that
pleasure, as 1 intend to return to Yale
this afternoon
'What! Why, l thought I was sure
Of you for the next two months What
has happened to cause you to change
your mind. You surely are not in car
nest" said Harry, very much surprised
at the turn events had taken.
"But never was more in earnest in
my life, assure you, my triend. You
see the truth of it is this''-and lie went
on to state all regarding Sonora, not
omitting the conference between Mrs.
Hewitt and himself, and its results.
Harry bit his lip rs ne listened to the
recital, and then, striking his hand with
a force which made the table ring, ex-
claimed, "Too bad! Clarence, too badI
But I will return with you; yes, that l
will. a shame! Yes, am ashamed to
think that my mother possesses a mind
so weak as to be overruled by gold in
preference to the intrinsic worth of a
true and noble heart. And my much
loved, gentle sister! Clarence, ! could
wish her no greater happiness than her
union with you. Believe me, if / can
prevent it, she shall never marry that
detestable PUPPY! | know She abhors
him! Something tells me he is not
what he seems, and I VIII shoot him
before I will submit to see my sister the
wife of such silly foolI blush TO
think my mother would countenance
such fellowp' and he paced the floor
in his excitement.
'Hush, Harry, do not give way to
any angry feelings on my account l
have put my case in the hands of my
God, knowing that He, the Judge of
All, will make all things work together
for good to those who love Him. am
not ashamed to own to you, my dearest
friend, that your sister is dearer to me
than life, and that would willingly
lay down that life, which is now bereft
of even hope, could I but know that she
was happy. But, alas! fear she will
suffer also. will so, and perhaps she
will more easily become reconciled to
her mothers wishes and, Harry, /
could not bear TO remain longer beneath
q roof nnder which lives one who
scorns me, for this, feel, your mother
does; and had She not been my elder,
and woman, though L am u minister
of God, / would moi have taken heI
bitter taunts without resenting them.
! But blessed be His Holy Name who
gave me grace enough TO force back the
angry words when they rose to my lips
| will be ready TO start by the three
o'clock train. have but few prepara.
tions to make. Iwill pen few lines tC
sonora aud entrust them TO your care
7 Will YOU deliver them? for / suppose i
will be useless for me to attempt seein.
her, and, should I do SO, perhaps i
would not be for the best" Sayin,
this, Clarence arose and advanced to
ward the door.
Harry, laying his hand upon his arm
said: Clarence, cannot go with yol
to-day, as have promised to wait ol
\ Grace Marsh at the picnic, which is t
take place next Thursday; but you ma,
depend upon seeing me the foIlowin
day. 1 have a desire to sec how tn
'aristocratici Norman will figure in Tia
rural districts. Keep up a good hear
my boy. will do I can to put myse
in possession Of the love of so dear
brother. Norman Mcintosh my sweC
sisters husband! Why, it makes m
mad to think of it! I'd spoil that 'loy
of mustaefe.' as mother calls it, i
less time than I'm talking of him."
/ Clarence merely smiled at Harry
enthusiasm, for he felt too down-hearte
to attempt n reply; so extending III
hand aud giving that of his friend
hearty shake, he left the room. m =,