The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-06-28

have forbidden me from acquaintine
papa with anything concerning Mr..
Pierpont and myself, and in this have
obeyed. You also forbade me telling
Harry, that dear brother in whom ]
have always confided, and l obeyed.
You have already saddened my young
life, just rs it began to realize earth's
dearest dream, the love Of true and
worthy heart, by separating me from
Clarence, whom / still love, and evel
shall, for no power on earth can prevent
me; and in this I obeyed you, by giving
up the hope of ever becoming his on
earth; and, dear mother, you would now
control my affections and force them
into another channel, by having me
wed Norman Mcintosh, and thereby
cause me to commit an enormous sin in
the sight of my Maker, by perjury in
taking upon me those oaths which did
not mean, for detest and abhor him as
lover or husband, though 1 could treat
him respectfully as a friend. Mother, il
you still insist upon me receiving his
attentions with a view to his becoming
my future husband, I will obey you,
even in this, but in giving him my
hand, remember" and clasping her
hands and looking up with sacred awe,
eyes, remember, will never give him
my heart, for it is his, and no others, "
and burying her face in her hands, she
sank sobbing upon q stool at her moth
er's feet.
Mrs. Hewitt seemed perfectly aston
ished at this Outburst from one who had
always been so mild. Turning to her
daughter, as she passed out Of the door,
she said:
II think you would do better for an
actress than a minister's wife, and as /
dislike scenes enacted at home, will
withdraw until you come to your senses,
when shall be happy to talk with you
upon this subject. However, will say
this much-you may consider Norman
your intended husband, for he has ab
ready spoken to me upon the subjeet,
and has my hearty approval" and
the door, left her daughter in
tears.
As soon rs Blanche and Norman were
out of sight of the Hewitts, the latter
'eYour friend certainly is a charming
girl, and 'pon my word, if she is not
Mrs. Mcintosh by this time next year it
will be no fault of mine."
"GoOd! excellentr'exclaimed Blanche.
'I wish l was as sure of somebody else
as that. How do you think 1 would
look in the capacity Of a minister's
wife?n
az think you would fill it most adj
mirably, dear Blanche. Your lively
spirits would do wonders I'm cheering
the heart of your husband after a weeks
toilsome labor in writing a lengthy ser
mon, and help him to exhort his breth-
rem with an eloquenee becoming a grad
uate of Yale College," answered Nor
man.
"Now, be careful. You are stepping
upon delicate ground" said Blanche,
her countenance becoming more sober.
''Where shall we go?" Then, answer
ing her own question, "I.et us turn
down this road" pointing with her
whip.
Anywhere you choose, fair lady" "
Sh Norman gallantly, and they were
soon on their way to old Katy's.
Before we follow them farther, let us
stop minute and find out a little more
about Norman Mcintosh, or Norman
Burke. He was of English parents, and
at the time we first met him, was about
thirty-five, though he could very well
have passed for twenty-eight or thirty,
so carefully had he preserved his ap-
pearance. He was tall and rsther ma
jestic, with a high and noble looking
forehead; though within the brilliant
black eyes which shone beneath the
finely arched brows lu4ked very de-
mon, and the lips, which closed over
those splendid teeth, bore lascivious
expression. \ good physiognomist
would have pronounced that eounte.
nance but the index Of a corrupt heart,
and one capable of committing even tn,
most base acts without blushing. About
five years previous to his introduction
he had wooed and won the heart of Jos
/ ephene Minturn, a beautiful young or
phan girl. He had never loved her
though he appeared to idolize her, unit
he persuaded her to make over her small
( fortune TO him, which she, in all tn
confidence of her young, innocent heart
did, thinking that her much loved hus
band could do nothing but that whic
would tend to her happiness. Alas 70
the trusting womanI Two years afte
their marriage he cruelty deserted hel
and three years after that we find hin
figuring among the elite Of society a
the handsome and wealthy Norman Nc
Intosh! This was but part of his forme
career; the rest remains to be told-an
this was the driStOcrdtic gentlema
whom Mrs. Hewitt wished to obtain a
husband for her pure and lOvel
daughter.
"what dilapidated hut ~ exclaime
Norman. "I do wonder if it is inhabit
ed. 'Pon my word," continued he, rai'
ing his quizzing glass; "there is an oil
witch at the door, sure enough"
'Thats the residence Of old Katy"
witch indeed. observed Blanche 70 hel