The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1873-05-22
change from imp.ssi,ned feeling to
bitterness, he continued u, .:

q suppose you think that . man
marked BY such . blemish a. stbis,'
touching the unsiehtly shoulders,
= Should not even dream of love, but |
do! l do !" and bis voice soft.u.d
again into longing tenderness. II
crave , wonsn's love With masterless
craving Of which you know nothing.
crave this great boon, and yet have not
even = womau's deep friendship !"
Kathis fixed wis:ful eyes on his face
tor moment, and then spoke warmly
and wiuningIy-
"Will you take me for friend, Mr..
kath r and she half extended her
hand.
"Do you mean it 2" he cried, grasp.
log and almost crushing it a. he eager
ly searched her oountenancs. "Do
you mean itr' hs repeated hsif solemn.
iy. "You will be granting mo vine,
life, taste of paradise! Thiak before
you speak"
Touched BY his words and manner
she answered earnsstly-
~ mean it, and, Heaven helping me,
[ will BE- your true friend now and al
ways"
He made no reply in words, but
Kathis, looking at his face, aud feel
ing the strong pressure of his hand, ,
was well satisfied. Perhaps she would
have been Z tride less 40 had she
caught the passing gleam Of triumph
lighting his eyes - her own we're WITH
drawn.
But happily for him it was unobserv-
I'd, and taking good care during the
weeks that followed, to preserve bis
underground. he began t. hope for
more than friendship. And soon bis
eyes expressed the hope 50 ardently,
that Kathis resolved to make him tho
confdsnt Of her story. And she did,
though somewhat differently from what
she intended.
1t was done on one of tho few days
she could call her own. The children
were away from homo for \ season, and
Mr.. and Mrs. Sinclair driving out with
= bachelor guest family friend Of
advanced years who had arrived the
previous evening. She was standing
At the 'drawing.room window near sua.
set of this day when tho tutor entered
beariog . couple of letters.
"From mamma J" she exclaimed in
surprise, takiug the one offered, "and
only three days since I heard from
her;" adding as her eye caught the
post.mark, "what can have taken her
there just now p
"Perhaps the query will be more sat
isfactorily answered by tho Interior -
smusedly smiled the tutor, breaking
the seal Of his own letter. He had
hardly read three lines when q fer.
vent
"Thank Heaven Thank Heaven, I
am free !" burst from Kathie's lips,
drawing his eyes and attention wholly to
herself. He is dead p she cried i'm.
petuously in answer to his mute in.
quiry. "Dead ! dead ! dead Gao on.
ly say, thank Heaven! Mr.. Ratb, thank
Heaven with mo, for I am no longer
bound, but free See !" she exclaimed
in the same wild, excited manner, pl.c'
ing herself beside him and pointing te
the lines abruptly closing the letter
"See what Aunt Florence s.ys," and
she read hastily, "'You will allow mt
to approach tho tabooed subject thi
once. l must tell you that Field Hill
man is no more. While At Naples h
fell You see He fell ill and prob
ably died there. But 1 forgive hin
nov, though I should still hate hin
were hs living"
| Rath'e taWny face, which had whiten
ed at her irst words, was ghastly now
But bis monotouous tones betrayed q.
emotion as he asked:
"Who was Field 2illm.n, Miss FLY
and what Was he to you2 l may ask
since you have told mo 50 much."
"Who was b., Mr.. Rath ? The mai
who stole al the freshness and bloom
from my youth The man who blastee
tho sweetest hopes = woman can cher
ish Tho man who stsopsd to bint
to himself BY tho marriage vow a cir
who had never consented to bsoou,
his wife! Do you wonder I hated hin
and sm glad he is goas1 Have 1 no
Cause to say fro. the depths of m,
soul. thank Heavenl But listen, 20,
shall hear all," and with rapid breatt
she described the scene enacted in Mrs
Haroourt's draving-recn. "Do' 20,
blame mo for saying I sm glad 2" sh'
concluded iu less excite tones.
ut was = villainous decd. How
could l blame you?"
eyes," cried K.this, 20 villainous
deed, and the deed of villain p
/ The tutors hand grasped her arm.
"Be merciful r. he eutreat Cd 10 deer
accents. "Ths man loved youl B.
merolful, for you have granted me you
friendship, and I too am a. erriue hu
man creature y
"Do you excuse him ?" she asked
little passionately.
~ Miss Floy, yeu can never con
demn him as I dol''
And his voice was 90 sternly en-
phatlo that Kathie turned . question
ing glance upon him. The next instan