The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1875-03-20

inrs ofmedecinc into use. Physician ano
patient conld not long remain Strangers, an'
Jack soon found it fatally pleasant to ar
range her deck chair; TO bring her work, &c
read to her when the light dazzled her, ano
TO listen to her simple condolences then thcr'
were long twilights spent together, when SHE
sang snatches of sea.songs, when they seem
ed 70 forget that only little while ago they
had not known of each others existence
Grandfather Cheselden had not counted upoI
any such experiences as these as among TIT
dangers of the deep.
.Oh. | wish could have staid in the Ole
World longerr she said one day when the,
had been talking about cathcdrals and pic
lures.
'AnC pray why didn't you?' asked Jack il
his headlong way.
ooh, a hundred reasons. Mrs. Nirc didn'
want my services any longer. You know,
went out as governess to Mrs Nitre's chill
dren. / thought it was such an opportunity
And here l am coming home after SIN
months--only I'm going to somebody else;
home! But Pm not sorry, on the whole
with little sigh. =,
Neither am l. could almost bless Mrs
Nitre. But lell me, have her children learn
ed all you knew in six months time
1T woudn' take long, I'm afraid, II they
are apt scholars laughed Dawn; out diuh
please Mrs. Nitre on closer acqualntace'
Didn't please Mrs Nitrc She must be the
hardest woman to please in the world
so Mr.. Hughes said "a slip OF the tongue
Mr.. Hughes? Who was he, may ASK
Nobody but Mrs. Nitre's brother blush
ing.
Nobody but her brother, All, you pleased
him too well. see Sable NUS. Nitre!
That's the answer to the riddle, eh"
'He was very good TO me, but little
bushes chasing each other over her lace and
hiding in the dlmples.
But YOU weren't in love with Inn? Mrs
Nitre was more scared than hurt:'
No, was never in love. But she was
very good on the whole. She secured me
the place I'm going TO. 1t wasn't Ler fault il
she thought couldn't resist the temptation,
being only poor governess.'
And what did Mr.. Hughes say?
He did not know her plans He was away
shooting on gentleman's place somewhere.
The shooter shot! Poor fellow! He will
be sure to follow after you
NO, indeed. He wouldn't know where To
find me; and he knows it wonld be -
Loves labor lost? Well, I'm obliged to
Mrs. Nitre myself said Jack.
i don't owe her u grudge,' returned Dawn
Cabot. Undoubtedly Jack, with nothing
ahead in the world, and slim prospects, with
no profession in hand, with the intention of
up scattering life at the first
chance, had no sort OF right to say pretty
things and neat little compliments to this
waif, Dawn Cabot; TO look too long into her
soft, shadowy eyes; to take her hand in his
and forget to drop it, to repeat in her ear the
love lore of the poets with tender emphasis
and eloquent silences; but perhaps the oppor-
unity was too inviting for youth to resist i;
perhaps this was only one among his numer.
Gus 1irtatons, and perhaps he counted the
cost and voluntarily relinquished love was too
great a luxury for one like himself BE this
as it may, it was hardly Necessary, at the last
in the crosslighted pandemonium OF
the city depot, whittier he had driven to see
her safely on the irain-it was hardly neCes
Sary, Grandfather Cheselden would have said
for him not only to retain the hand she had
protlercd to say good-by, but by sudden IN
spiration of daring to take her into his arms
and kiss the pale, reproving face on lip and
brow and cheek, unless he meant more than
was spoken. Perhaps he felt that actions
spoke loader than words. He meant, ii Is
true, to write to her, he meant TO 90 and see
her often, he meant thousand things always
w
fcre Other affairs absorbed him, slipped in
to prevent his design, till the impression
Dawn had created retired into the back
ground, and when he found it convenient at
length to seek her she was no longer to be
found her employers had moved away, and
she had gone no one knew whittier.
To do him justice he did, indeed, write to
Mrs. Nire, thinking she must know the all
e N, wi hn lan tpti
mate enough to recommend gOvcrness but
hat lady vouchsated no reply. 1t may be
hat this accounted in degree for Jacks
final capture by the host of the Belgravias; ii
he had given two women cause TO expect
something more than pretty attentions from
him let him by all means makeamends at once,
since in the mind of the other he must ALWAYS
remain something akin to n villain. If less
worthy motives weighed with him, he did
not know it, though there could hardly fail
10 be much that was attractive to susCepti.
bic mind in the elegance and luxury of the
Belgravias' surroundings, and youth Is impa.
tent we know, and believes the happiness
that loiters will never overtake it.
Well, Jack humored his grandfather tor
once and went to sea for the third time. 1t
was the .Eolus still, and when the wind sigh.
ed among her shrOuds ii seemed as il he
heard Dawn s gentle singing; in fact the ship
was haunted by her sweet presence, and he
was glad when the voyage ended and he
could escape his upbraidng thoughts in the
whirl OF society and life ut the Belgravias',
though he had come TO love the sea and had
found his vocation at last But he had arriv-
ed at the decision that he was not dealing
quite fair with Emilia herself, and he meant
10 be honest and tell her that his heart had
not been his own 10 give, but II she could
overlook that slight omission on his part he
would hope soae day, with her aid, to get the
better of this disability, and 50 give her the
chance TO take or leave him, with all his i'm
projections on his head Who knows but he
secretly hoped that she would leave him ?
The day was warm and sweet with June ros.
rs ~ he rang the bell at Belgravia Place
Miss Emilia is in the garden SAID the ser
want. He would call her: but Mr.. Jack pre-
ierred To follow her there; perhaps the fra
GRANGE of the flowers might swceten what he
had Ia say lust the way with cOurtiur