Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1875-01-23

| woman together
How could she suggest such thoughts ex-
| eept in the very recklessness OF her child
| hood?
81 Adam and you Eve" he said, with an
| uneasy smile, drawing his breath quicker.
She nodded gayly. They were the first
| frier Dis. and YOU"
Am your first friend?'' eagerly. Young
! girls have so many Observation-Disclosures
| Oh, is ii possible? / cannot hope for that.
! Yes, she said. with sweet gravity. You
are the first-the only one that ever had.
! have lived such a lonely life: l have been
! kept child by my mother, I'm utter seclu-
sion. She is widow, you know"
mo, did not Know. | knew nothing of
| your past life, or of you, except that-that-."
! He stopped swallowing once or twice as If
/ choking. Then he gently moved her mantle
aside; and sat down ar her side. IL am
! aIl&id.- lac said at last. that when Won see
more Cf the world VIII appear too-toO old
| TO be your friend
"You DO not seem old to me. How could
| You. she muTmUrvd. We live SO soli-
| taTy a life in the country. that / really have
| seen no men except the old clergyman and
Major Hooper. and then-you. 1t seemed
natural that Won should be my friend. You
| alarm.
Tie moon shone on Eer face.
He did not speak: her warm breath reached
! his check. He found her soft hand, which
was bid under tie mantle. Laura he
/ They were both silent Then his head
| SLOWLY bent closer, her breath came hot and
quick. and their lips met.
There was sudden crash behind them Of a
I broken Dough. Miss NOyScy gave little
SHRINK. ut Is squirrel. doubtless" said
/ John W elch. rising quickly. But it's grow
ing late. Shall We go home?"
she rose more slowly. and walked ha>id
NM He was strangely silent, and did not
! offer her his arm. Was the first taste of TN,
VINE bitter or too sweet? He parted from her
almost without word, at Mai Hooper'S door
CHAPTER III
John elch rose haggari and pale the next
a n ransa. a Sr.sg
upon MN at times as q drunkard who must
drain the just tasted cup or die Then tbero
were Times when ne ragged at Winifred's alb
sehce, and felt that ii she were at home he
dream. " Wv"
Maj Hooper met him lust az nightfall and
Told him Miss NOysey had gone home sud
denly summoned by her mother
1hen he painted her in his feveriSh visions
framed In lonely cottage, very hermit
age. oVergrown by roses, in a deep forest
WIN no companion but her mother a pure
sanity woman. F~'
Twodays afierwaId he received note from
MS W'''' nave lea me ;;cc,yl'" and taken
lodging in country inn," she said. "Wnl
you not come up and spend Sunday with
Jenny and me- giving minute directions
how 10 find her.
Sunday, and his little girl. and his wife,
| John Welch's face suddenly lightened. and
| he drove the clerks about euergetically TO
make time for him to go.
Early Saturday morning he got ont of q
Jersey wagon at the door OF a tawdry-lOOking
house on the rOadSide-a wagon stand. before
which a cart. one or two buggies, driven by
| Jaunty young fellows, had stopped. 1T i n
very depot for heat, and flies and Vulgarity"
he said 10 himself making his way through
| the bar, where red-faced young man was
pouring out applejack, to by II parlOr.
| gay with red and green carpets, and striped
| paper, and dozen cOlOred photographs sus-
| pended by windOw-cOrd. what can have
| possessed Winifred TO come 10 such a place?
| is Mrs. WEIGH here?' he asked aloud, Of a
| blOwsy old woman in a black dress much
| the worse for gravy-drippings and snuff.
| eyes. She has walked out TO the woods.
| on are Dir. WEIGH, / suppose
| John bowed. There was something famil-
| lar in her face; familiar as though a lovely
dream had been converted into frightful
| nightmare.
Il am Mrs. VOysey. Laury." screaming
J up the stairs. MY daughter and YOU are Old
| friends, Mrs. WEIGH tells me"
Your daughter. Iaura!''
| For IL was Laura who, crossing the porch.
IN one OF those trailing, beltless, dirty calico
! gowns affected by chambermaids; her hair
| why had he never seen how coarse and greasy
| it was?-uncOmbed and tumbling down her
| neck.
One of the young men from the buggy was
| chasing her up the stairs. Il say, isaury.
| You've got TO do il, now! I'll pay double for
The drink; Mrs. Noysey, if Lon will sweeten
| il with a kiss
Get away with Won. Bill Rowe, These
Young people are fun of their fun, Nr
WEIGH, said Mrs. Noysey, why, Laura
| what ails yOu!''
|
slight resistance and plenty of giggling from
| Laura, when she turned and saw Mr. Welch
She heSitated a moment. but could not f;il
INTO her Old role eXpeTtly enough, and, will
a half sob and a barmaid toss of the head sh,
| left the room.
I'm SO glad" the old woman said. hur
richly, that LauTy has made such agreeabl,
friends in town as YOU and Mrs. WEIGH Sh,
! always had good deal of capacity. LAM,
| had, but since her misfortune the Young mo
made free with her, and its spiIlng her man
| nerS."
ssWhat was her niisfortune9" said JOIN
WEIGH: He leaned, sick ami cold, asains
"Why, since her husband left her Their
| he goes now, drunken scamp, down the road
Always prowling about TO annoy her an,
| me-"
Il did not know that Miss voysey had
husband, with a laugh unna turally loud.
Mrs. NOysey raised her hands. BLESS IN,
soul, forgot. Maj. HOOper-hes my frs
cousin, you knOw-said he'd just introduc
; Larry in town as Miss NOysey. II Nigh
keep off unpleasant remarks"
IL understand. Where IS my wife," II
hurried down the road and found Winny. il
= a soft white wrapper, somewhere under IN
| trees with Jennie. He thought he never ma
| | seen a picture so pure, and tender an
: | lovely. Mrs. WelCh meant il should be; sh
T had 'set the stage for herself, if not fO
| Laura.
81 have come to bring you home, lac sail
: | claSping her in his arms.
Won't you go into the Voysey HOus'
1 i've had enough of the Voysey House, q" h
said with an oath. and then laughed q heart!
. | genuine laugh.
Z Come, Winny, lets go home TO deceu
| | ways and decent women. You too, baby,
: tossing Jenny in the air. GOD bless yo
l | two little women.
John WEIGH found a curious change in on
e | OF the little women after that. Her stiff. nea
r habits and ideas had dropped from her as Il
) tight garment, and below was differer
= creature from his wife, more wiifui, MOI
| passionate, and much more lOvable.
l ! found heTa difficult companion for a Will
< and had 10 WOO her all over again. He ney,
= knew what had changed her temper on way
OF thought. II could not be the grace of Go
1 according TO orthodox doctrines, il was mo-
like the work of the devil But il certaini
! was change very much for the better-Gd
arg, for February.
p. IHEFANCY STONE FOR CANOES has IarpeI
[ increased, and there is nothing that is
n greater demand. For sets, studs rings an
g | sleeve buttons it is much worn and cOnnoi,
- seurS are as much fastidiOus about the cary
ing OF their canoes as they are about m
! painting OF a picture, or the rhythmical pel
lection OF poem. In looking over the hes
Nt.aW IL.