Litchfield enquirer., 1877-05-24
N, THURSDAY. MAY "A, 1877.

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 She sobbed aloud, but held her head steadily down upon my shoulder, while her hands repulsed the professor, who en- deavored to approach her. Scolding and soothing by turns, the poor professor was beside himself, 4s.s ;; f,-.....,.z....a l
 ''Leave her for to-night,'' I said at last 1 to him. ''She will be better in the morn- l ing" -5. .-s..... ......s
 He endeavored once more to take her hand. vas again repulsed, and picking up his hat, hinging his coat oyer his arm. he rushed down the stairs two at time, and out of the house like madman. Igot Helen to bed, and when I was about to leave Ter, she pulled me down to her and kissed me. @
 You are a true lady, Susie she said; 'sthe truest ever saw. You have no cru el curiosity. You mind your own bus1- ness. dear, which IS the very sublimest quality human creature can possess. Whatwas my surprise in the morning 10 ind Helen come out to breakfast with her bonnet on. wearing g neat travelling dress, and having the air of one who was about starting on journey! @
 ''Don't be startled, Susie, she said; "I am going to the South. am very unhap- py, and I can stay here no longer; my trunk is already packed. You will find | upon the card which I will give you my address in New Orleans. You have earn ed the right to my confidence. dear, and you shall have it. will write to you How could help being startled? I couldn't eat 8 morsel, but st devouring l with my eyes that sweet, sad face which was to vanish so soon from me, perhaps 1 forever.
 s'True to the last, Susie,'' she said, get | ting up from the table and straining me | to her heart. Mot "a word do you say, not question do you ask. What treas ure of woman you are! verify believe there is not such another on the face of the earth" -@a. Then she kissed me once more. put the card into my hand, and the carriage being at the door, her trunk was bumped down the stairs, and she and it whirled away in the twlnkling of an eye.
 | l sat there stunned and 'stupefed Idon't know how long, till heard the profes- sor's footstepsin the corridor. Even then I did not move, but called out to him to
 1T could not sleep" he began; 1T have tossed and tumbled all the night through. I came early that might find her. Where is she?'
 "She is gone, said.
 "Gone!" he thundered. "To the Insti- tute?"
 ''To the South-to New Orleans. It is all your fault," I cried ''You have broken her heart She said she was so unhappy she could stay here no longer. She has gone; you will see her no more. You have lost her as we'll as IT,
 "Du lieber Gott!" cried the professor, and sank panting into chair.
 "Yes,'. said, ''it is your cruelty that has driven her away. She loved you."
 "Did she say SOP" said the professor, extended his hands to me piteously.
 ''Of course she diln't. How could she? You never gave her a chance. You were amusing yourself with Miss Van Coot. You did not care"
 'Allmachtiger!' roared the professor, who was only profane in his own Ian guage; ''do not dare to say that! did care But there was mystery that per plexed and troubled me. Why did she Why did she never tell of her early life? of the days which were past?" Because there was no necessity. It was nobody's business but her own"
 "Bah!' cried the professor; ''it was. It was your business and mine. l tell you there was something to be feared, to be dreaded. Saw you her hair, how it did curl? And her skin was of that rich warm tint, like the pulp of g pomegranate. And her eyes dost remember her eyes?"
 "The most beautiful eyes" exclaim- ed.
 "Yes, yes," said the professor; '.but opaque. I tell you, my gracious Frau lien, there was a ta1nt in her blood, a mingling of the African there."
 Professor Wagner!"I cried, indignant ly.
 "And l." he shouled-''I loved her! Gott in Himmel, of course loved her! But my blood has come hown to me through the centuries pure and undefled It is all that have to boast of.
 Miss Van Coot has even more," I broke in. ''She has condescended to tell me of her magnificent origin. Go to Mss Van Coot, Professor Wagner. Her blood is, if thin, of stupendous antiquity. She has already in your country cousin who her, before be comes to her or she goes to him, for they have fashion of marrying cousins" t...e | "Which is bad for their spines," groan- ed the professor. Then he turned to me, and the tears were actually in his poor eyes. "Come," he said. ''you are vexed with me, and it hurts me to the heart. I can not afford to lose your friendship, which has been dear to me for so long. will do what you wish. You say that she loves me. The good God knows that am tired of this suspense. We'll, will marry her, then. There, now, art thou appeased? I will go after her to New Orleans, and bring her back to you. will bring her back as my wife, and the conflict will be over."
 "Oh, will you, professor" said. bold Ing out my hands to him in delight. for thought it was generous of him, consider ing everything, and fairly Xearned for my poor Helen's happiness and his own.
 "Yes. the sacrifice is made he said, ] and heaued a heavy sigh. ..Now let us think of the arrangements. It will be better for the first year that we shall board with you. She will be happier, and so will I. Gan you hlre the suit of rooms above? They are vacant, be- lieve"
 "Yes, and they are beautiful" I said, clasping my hands with joy.
 ''Very we'll, then; will see that they are properly furnished. You must have good servant;you must not have too much care"
 1 | '.Care!'' echoed. 'sIt will be delight, pleasure" And the professor flung of his coat I poured out some coffee for him, and we began to eat breakfast, for had not tasted morsal, and was comfort. ed enough now to feel hungry l A fortnight after, the rooms were com- plete and the professor was to leave for New Orleans the next day. He was com ing to take supper with me and bid nae goodbye that night, as the steamer start ed very early in the morning. had made everything could think of to please him, and put few pansies in my hair. The table looked wonderfully inviting. It was about dusk, and expected him every moment, when the janitor's little boy came running in to me with letter, I saw 1t was in a strange, fine handwriting, | and thought it was some new customer: but as I read it. my blood rushed to my