The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1876-03-31

promise me never TO touch a card again.
You hear what | say-what | prayF'
And again her hand went TO her heart,
and her face became CHASTITY.
"You are I'LL"
"No; give me your answer. Quick,
quick"
There, promise you"
THANK Heaven for that" and @s-k
into a chair.
"You are better now" he said. lean
ing over her. "YOu have overt tsked
your strength in nursing me through
my illness. And was brute enough 10
reproach You, But tell me, why did
YOU take such an interest in me?"
She Lesitated. "You reminded me OF
a son who was very dear to me. A son
who is lost TO me-"
Poor moth rlr
"Oh, say that again." she cried
=. and vet you should have said poor
sonl' And so this DIR. Blunt IS great
friend Of yours?"
"Yes. He ~as the bosom friend Of
my poor dear father
She looked AZ him with troubled eyes,
and then said =. You call your father
poor--you speak Of him in a tone Of
sympathy; had he any sorrowi"
She waited anxiously for the an
swer.
mo"
She looked surprised. How shall
I tell him. she murmured; and then,
more 10 gain time than any other rea-
son, she said;
DIR Blunt j. very clever mansf'
"Yes, . replied Frank. with smile.
:. He has been very kind 20 me. Since
my fathers death he has been my guard
ian; and. a my guardian. be has Civ
en- 10 10 al my whims. Ii Il one Of his
theories that patient should never be
thwartel in nj wishes And in his
eyes. every man and woman in the
world i a patient"
Supposing had q whim?m
"Then yon may be sure that the Doc
Tor would insist upon its bang graft
fed"
you shall represent the Doctor
said Madame La F0ntaine. with forced
laugh. Then. she added earnestly. II
have a whim. Il il that you should
take the place of my lost son. Oh. not
for lOnE-only for little while. have
SO longed TO be abe 10 speak to him.
You are very ike what he would have
been had he been left 10 me. You will
not refuse mes
but il i such strange reguestim
and then. as he looked into her plead
ing, tear-dimmed eyes, be added, Il
consent"
For . moment she was silent. and
then she whispered tenderly and lin
gsringlv. a. Il she wished the words 70
last forever, A" Nv son.
"And now she continued, 81 arr
going 10 be very frank with YOU. IL j. a
bitter grief to find me here, j. 1.-THE
keeper Of gambling-hoases You can
never forgive me'"
..I.et u not SPEAK Of that" be said,
turning aside his head
"You are right" she replied quickly.
mo, let me only remember the bitter
sorrow have undergone-the days and
nights Of repentance. But il was too
latel too late,r She paused for a mo-
ment, and then continued, II married
when little more than 3 child. Nv
husband, know now, loved me; but
then, in those far distant days, his En-
glish nature seemed cold and passion
less when judged by my hot Southern
blood. His kindness considered neg
lect. His calm. pure affection seemed.
in nv eyes, the offspring Of regret II
was then the tempter came TO me-to
rob me Of the Paradise Of home. At
every turn he filed nay mind with sus-
Picions. Jealousy robbed me Of my
senses. and in every act Of my husband
1 read treachery and deceit
"Poor woman"
"Ah, poor indeed, for in my mad
ness / lost every thing-home, love,
child. At last found, in my husbands
desk, letters that / believed to have
been written by rival. Again the
tempter was at my side. and left my
husbands home. An accident, how
ever, proved to me that had been de-
ceived. The tempter dropped cops
of one of NE fatal letters. and then
saw that had been dupcd. The vii
liam admitted the deception, and point
ed out that my course was taken, il was
then too late to retrace my steps. lie
was only half right. II was too late to
return 20 my husband it was not too
late to save my honor-the honor
would have sacrificed for revenge. /
left the man who had 50 bitterly de-
ceived me, and would have gone back
TO my home had dared. But my hus-
band scorn seemed too hard to bear.
could not look upon my child TO find
that he had been taught TO turn away
from me IS called him 70 my bosom
with oulstretched arms. IL was too
late. / sold my jewels. lived how I
could. hurried from table 70 table,
gambled, called gamblers TO me-and
you see me here. Tel me, do you think
my husband would have forgiven me
had be known alp