Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1876-03-30

you further.
81 don't know why they shosld have
troubled me at allr' she cried, holly.
Nor either" said he.
And will not submit to such perse--
cution-talking of me to this person and
writing of me to that"
Really, Miss Belleschevaux, / beg
your pardon, but | am at loss to under
stand--n
very well, then. Only don't do itany
more" she exclaimed.
Don't do whaty'
Don't make me topic of converse
ton with the other teachers"
g | assure you, Miss Belleschevaux, l
have never done anything OF the kind
g 1t is quite idle for you TO say SO when
know to the contrary. And be SO good
as to write nothing more about me,
eithern
+" Write about your Upon my honr,
Miss Belleschevaux, | am not aware that
| ever wrote word aboutyou.'
Miss Belleschevaux made an impatialt
movement. at is of no use to talk abdlt
it; but when the preceptress repeats yRr
words to me, and VIII IN Miss Varly
brings her album with your writingln
it, | have right to insist upon no mte
of it. don't wish for any more exprs-
sions OF admiration.
"Ah, indeedl" said Mr.. MowbrS.
Pray allow me to explain. Miss Vary
brings verse of her own selection to coy
into her album, and asks of whom il +
minds me- Not having had the pleaste
of this interview, l frankly say, of YOU
judging her to be suffering from one 4
her acute enthusiasts. For the rest,
do not remember TO have spoken of you'
But you have"
II think not"
"You did You said was like
| flower"
Mr.. Mowbray smiled again. Yes
indeed" he said. Il remember. TIL
preceptress asks me If YOU do not resem
BILE a flower yourself, white jasmine
and reply, A frozen one. | am sorr,
you have tortured such simnlicities int
such complexities. And SO far from ex
| pressions of admiratiOn-eycuSe me II
| say that do not admire you in the least.
And with bow, Mr. Mowbray set opel
| the glass door and struck his bell.
| So Miss Belleschevaux went down Il
| her music room, and sat there listening Il
the drumming, but with her mind as ia
away as the east is from the west. 1t wa
dawning upon her that she had beer
| guilty of a horrible absurdity, and sh
was burning with shame and rage. In tn
! light of her vanity she had interprete
| simple charity into gallantry, and she ha'
| insisted upon it that man admired he
when he assured her that he did not ad
mire her in the least. She never woul
dare to look at him again. She felt he
face hot up under her hair. How cour
eous and how cold he had been! "
Belleschevaux gentleman could have cr
Quoted the interview better; ii was ne tIt
was the patrician, and she-she had dfe
dishonor to her blood! She would he
given the world TO leave the school: F.
| Mowbray had promised the principato
remain till spring. What an unbiuspg
fool he had seen in her! And fromaat
moment she thought of him as somethg
very far from a fOOl-intinitely Pler
than herself; and one day she wislfthe
had never seen him; the next, wouhhNe
given a years life if he had never hrd
of her; and the day after, longed 10 ow
him she was not so bad as he though III
Mr.. Mowbray wanted redress, he Walst
obtaining it, for Louise Belleschex
was thinking altogether too much o. p!
-
through the glass door. There was So
thing very gentle and fine in his man,
, with those he taught; he was not SO pltI
as she had supposed; rugged features,
he sure, but who could be plain with tho
great deep-set eyes and that smiley 81
listened when the door was aiar. lie hi
. a singularly clear and penetrating vote
How lucid he made the problems! 81
, might have known something II NJ
Mowbray had been her teacher. WI
= now? Well, the Mowbrays might be
GOOD as the Bellescheyaux, and il tn
G were not, were not all men equal beio
:. Cody Miss BelleschevauX was becomn
q little radical. She used TO listen to hin
too. talking on indifferent themes wi
G the principal in the long recess we
che had wrought her fate, she must put
O on and wear it; the patience she had Us
. in accepting poverty ana WORK she Ida ID,
use in accepting the dlsesteem OF tllSp'
% man in the world. so she plodded o. u
,. dreary path and, as before, nobody kpe
q what il cost her. There was no ch~'
rood morning now from any deep vac
, there were no more flowers to bright@, u !
- day, to take TO her mother ana tb oii!
dren at night; yet if she missed thn' 81
a deserved it; she must make anShS'S
!, Frightening the day to those ardhu ne
y And she did and the girls begh 70 $ sa
:, never any body taught like PISS beiie'
: - chevaux-she was just mhc itScii-
while the old preceptress 'sufea thcl
70 that " blood always tells"
N Thus through the long drk half OF tb
. autrmn tery4, through IL beginning G
=, tha ,uinte, the dark DIS when life am
u VIZ nioo w, kemed one. There was littl
a gioo4 in the schooland home was s.
=, y, pa ed that there Va little solace there
y S Sha Eas thoroughlyiispirited and mor
thar once she migltiave been seen lin
ling after the is-s close OF day, with
sr arms flung acrts the desk and hel
head fallen betwed EN-, abandoned Il
4 her tears. She WIS 'ery unhappy, and
he learned at lastthf she had brought il
d IN herself, that Liz cart awoke too late,
70 ar,d the light thapnght have burned an
l. eternal altar fire hdhad herself put out.
s. She grew worn ami sad smile played
of with the dimplepp, although they were
inst az lovely, tie rich color, slowly
IL waning. seldomung its signal on the
r.. soft cheek, unlSone voice startled her,
or q voice that haean sprang up to meet
Al. She dragged Helf every day To school,
he and IL seemed her that instead Of the
- graudiIoducntend over the gate, should
r,s Rave been wlh, Abandon hope, all
he ye who enter +" IL would be vacation
N. Soon. the seS half Of February was
I'd J,roa,binp sp he would be gone; and