The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1878-11-20

he continued bis moody walk. He had
held on for miles, needless Of the direc-
tion he took, and now he awoke from his
! tit of passionate bitterness to find him
self on a spot that had often been hall
lowed by the presence OF the girl he
loved. What did she think of him ?
"Harry |"
"Fanny |" ...,,..
In those two words all was expressed.
ooh Harold, 1 have followed you for
hours, fealSpg to spea lou look 30 pale
and changecA
"I am changed. Thl have not sent
me to prison, Fan, but tFfe prison taint
is on me. Why don't you bhrink from
the moral leper, as the rest of them have
done?"
"Because and il seemed to him as
though her voice had never thrilled with
such sweetness before-"I know Won. 4"
"And you believe
"That all will be righted yet. 1 can
wait, dear-if you will let me. You were
never more precious to me than you are
at this moment"
Miss Westbrook Come, Fanny, this
is no place for you"
Harold and she had not heard the
footsteps. It was Blanchard and her
brother who approached unnoticed.
"And no place for you either" said
White to Blanchard.
" "Faugh," replied that worthy. II
have no words to waste on such as you,
sir. l am here to perform duty"
"Scoundrel - Harold began, at the
same time raising his hand. She touch
ed him, and he was still.
"Sir," she said, "I am mistress of
my own actions. If 1 choose to accom-
pany my brother it is because choose
Harold, goodbye Come what may,
my faith will not falter, my love never
change"
The last four words were murmured.
AS she shaped them she reached forward
and kissed him before her brother,
whose surprise at her defiant attitude
was unspeakable.
They parted and went their several
ways.
Three months had elapsed, and not a
word had been heard of or from Harold
gested, he had written to Miss West
brook, which, considering his departure,
he was hardly likely to have DONE.
WtIl-
bridge to hear Fanny Westbrooks cheer
full words, to note her placid brow and
bright manner. She never could have
thought much of that Harold White,
You know, on she would have manifested
some regret at his misfortunes.
Blanchard, too, was mystifed by her.
What did it portend4 Had she resigned
all hopes of being restored to the lover
whom he had so effectually helped to
disgrace and Danish? Was the course
clear at last ? He would see. His i'm.
petuous love for the haired,
Saxon. eyed girl, love which sprang
into existence the moment they met, had
grown nightly since the going oi
White. He would put an end to this
uncertainty. He could face his fate.
can interview with 'me?" replied
Fanny to his blandly proffered request
certainly, Mr.. Blanchard" Her tone
was provokingly even.
"And if you please, let it take place
now. Pray be seated"
If she only had been embarrassed.
"Miss Westbrook, I--I-fear that the
impression which made upon you the
day of that unfortunate re1cOntre by the
river side was not favorable. IT,
"Pray proceed, sir, she remarked IL
icy tones.
"Well, then-all ow me-you canno
surely have remained firm in the resolu
tion you then expressed-to cleave to
"Mr. Blanchard, 7 will assist you
You apparently wish to say that l mus
have ceased to love Harold White L
that so2"
"Miss Westbrook - Fanny - pardon
me I do. He is ell unworthy of you
Oh, if you did but know the depth of m,
love for you -
"Stop, Mr.. Blanchard" " said she, ris
ing from her chair, and moving slowl
toward the door. Let us understan,
each other. Whether or not Harol
} White holds the place in my heart whic
} he once did concerns me and me only
The honor you have done me, Mi
Blanchard-ca it by what tender nam
you please-I despise. Mr.. Blanchard
know you |"
"Stop, Miss Westbrook !" he el
claimed, making one step forward an
barring her way to the door, Can
harken to me. You have thrown the gage
4 Very we'll, l accept it. 1t was VIII
J drove Harold White from Singlebridgt
Ah, You can be impressed, I see. 1t
4 1 who can compel you to consent to m
t demands. Now, Miss Westbrook, kno
r me I"
= Her face was very white as she sweI
/, proudly past the West Indian, but
: was not the whiteness of fear. The
o measured swords with their eyes-ho
8 clear and searching hers were lar
g parted.
! Next day Fanny Westbrook was mis-
!. ing from Singlebridge.
IS For twelve months Silas WestbroC
@ has been daughterless. Fanny W
h sought for, far and near, but witho
}. avail. However, we must for the prese
IS leave Singlebridge, and make our vi
to the Theater Royal, Easthampto