The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1878-09-11


her neck and bent to kiss her, saying:
81 am so proud of you, darling"
"Mr. Huestonl" and the fair performer
arose, astounded.
And then Will stammered, II beg your
pardon, Miss Clifford l thought you were
Miriam"
81 believe YOU" she said, "for we are so
alike. But you need not make the mistake
again." she added, laughing, 'for my cousin
does not sing and very rarely plays"
Adah left the room, and Will sat down
and thought of how fast his ideal woman was
being transformed into a very ordinary one.
And then the half formed thought came to
him that he wished he had known Adah
Clifford first. Then he arose and walked the
room, ashamed of himself, and, contrite,
went out to seek Miriam and make amends.
few days afterward Miriam and Will
we're out horseback riding. Miriam rode
splendidly, Will very indifferently. AS they
returned, and were about two miles from
home, they saw Adah crossing field.
"Where is she going?' asked Will.
"How can known Adah is so queer. She
visits every poor old sick man and woman
for miles around, and never leaves without
praying with them
''Do you never go with her, Miriam
''Me?" in tone of surprised indignation.
''No, indeed. 1 see no fun in that sort of
thing. And she-why she actually enjoys
it. The queerest grip
''But, darling, 1 would like to have you
learn to endure that sort of thing, to please
me. There are so many poor in my village
that will look to my wife for just such
help"
eff you are going to marry me, Will, to
wait on your poor, you will make a great
mistake, for hate the poor, with their huts
and filth and ignorance and contagious dis
cases."
"And l." thought Will Hueston, WANTED
a wife like Ouida's Etoile; one that would be
touched instantly by pain, moved to quick
charity, capable of strong deed and deep
thought, and answering appeal as golden
harp the players touch"
eve must hurry home,'' said Miriam;
there is q storm coming"
And not another word was said between
them as they galloped swiftly homeward. He
helped Miriam off her horse, then mounted
his own again.
"Where are you going, Will? Don't you
see that the storm is right upon us?'
Il am going back for Miss Clifford. 1 will
get there before it rains; she will be so
frightened in that desolate place. will
bring her back on your horse" and he took
up the bride he had dropped.
"What folly" said Miriam, as she stood
on the poarch and watched him out of sight.
Hueston had Just about got in the piece of
woods at the end of the lane when Miriam
saw Adah coming short cut" across the
other way.
"And there Will has gone back after you,"
said Miriam angrily as Adah came up the
walk to the house.
'Oh, am so sorry; but be will reach the
house before the storm bursts"
81 am not so sure; don't you hear how
he woods are roaring, Adah? And Gold.
ng."
"Oh, Miriam, how could you let him go
On that horsel''
81 did not think till 1t was too late"
The storm now came in terrible fury.
LET us go in" said Miriam, whose face
was white as Adah's now, but from differ
ent cause.
The girl did not hear her.
Miriam covered her eyes with her bands,
This Is terrible" and, shaking
rom head to foot, crept to her room. Adah
Kept her post, and never took her eyes from
ihe road that turned into the woods. Sud
ienly flush oyerspread her face. HE is
coming" she said; but the next moment
he face grew white again, for Golddust was
-iderless.
Town. Something has happened to Mr..
Hueston."
The affianced wife came, weeping and
wringing her hands, summoniDg the whole
household to take care of her in her grief
Adah was far down the road by this time
that led 10 the woods. Outside OF them the
storm was fierce and maddening enough, but
N the woods 1t was simply terrific But the
girl went on, and away on the other side of
he woods she saw Will Hueston. He raised
Up on one.elbow as she approached and held
out the other hand to her.
ooh, Mr.. hueston." she said, kneeling
Down by him, II thought that you were
killed."
mo, nor even hurt much; only can not
walk"
1.-THE wagon will be here soon; 1 ordered
Il to follow me.'
Will looked up in the girls expressive
face, aud read there how much she had
suffered for hum and wondered II II was pos
sible che cared for him. And then he
thought OF his chains, and would not look
again, for dearer than all passion TO this
man was honor. And then the wagon came
and viii was taken home.
at was nothing after all" Miriam said
that night to Allah, "but a sprained ankle.
/ would not have had such a scare for a