The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1873-10-23

ture.
When he handed back tho brush and
returned to his place. she asked:
care you, then, determined not to say
anything to days And we have SO many
unfinished battles on handl This silent
melancholy, / was going to saY-mood
of yours is of all moods the most uninter-
esting" s-..sr u. j. "a w~sre
/ certainly have great reason to rejoice
at the prospect before mo-" aid he, with
sigh, "and yet think of it with heavy
heart" - t.
AS he said this, he turned and looked
into the garden. The light must have
hurt his eyes, for more than once he put
his hand 60 them. Lydia felt slight
tremor in all her limbs as she remained
silent. Volkmar. after some moments,
turned, and fixing his eyes on hsr with
an expression full of tenderness and mel
ancholy, he added, In low, tremulous
tone: a5 s5@.
My journey is decided upon; this will
he our last lesson!''
Lydia's heart threatened to stand still,
and then apparently to make amends beat
." hard that il we'll nigh took away her
breath.
49, then, you are really going" she re-.
piled, and her voice sounded 90 Strangely
that she hardly recognized it; "are really
gsiDg to Italy TO the land of your dreams
and longings! l congratulate you with
all NV Eeart!" she added, reaching out
her hand, bat without looking up, lest lie
should see the tears that filled her eyes.
V0lkmar took her trembling hand and
pressed it to his lips.at which LYDIA drew
back, bnt still without vcuturing to leck
up, for in spite of all her efforts at self
control, her eyes filed more and more.
There was an embarrassing pause
Neither ventured to speak, both their
hearts were tho full. Lydia who had not
yet learned to control her feclings, fnell
covered her face with her hands and lei
her tears flow, while Volkmar stood bc
side her pale and si&ent.
The perfect quiet around her soor
brought her to herself What had sh,
done! Had she not wept like a child
| What could Votkmar think of her: She
fastened to dry her eyes as she said:
II am great baby-pardon mel" Wher
she leoked upon her teacher, she sa W tina
his eyes also were filed with tears, and
g joyous feeling, such as she had Devel
known before, thrilled her entire fran,
at sight Of them. How much in her owl
heart and in Vclkmar's manner in a mo
ment becgme clear to her! She knew nov
what made her 80 love art, she saw, also
; that the brightest day would be dark 70
her If she M longer saw the manly figur
of him whs now stooa beside her, and
longer Heard his familiar voice.
Volkmar fixed his eyes upon her will
7 look almost of despair. He SCENE
: about to speak, but hesita,sd. and finall
9 pressed his lips together, muttering. AN
mol" At last he said in hurried tone a
though lie would fly from temptation
Lydia, LEI US part; could not, in an
even, give you lessons after to-day. Far,
}. well! May Heaven be merciful to u
both!' He was about to hasten toward til
: door, but Lydia stepped before him.
$ part! palt" she cried, "part now9 1t
no longer possible
Yolkrar covered his face for momer
with his hands, and then said, in y low
: mcasu1 ed tone: Eyes, We mu part!" an
then, with the energy of despair, he ado
: ed: How can i, u poor. unknown arts
aspire to the hand Of rich heir ess, an
the daughter of noble house? 1t wer
!, mad1css to think oft! Let US part; thi
!. union is jtnpossib!e!"
Lydia stood before him; her band
s clasp I'd. How can you-how can 20
say that we must part!" she cried.
Volkmar grew paler, and seemed les
: decided as to the course he should pursue
"You will break my heart" said h
e after moments hesitatation. "can l SC
betray the con idence your relations hav,
reposed in me? Can reconcile it to my
honor, yes, to my love, to unite you, t.