Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1878-01-02

gave llItlG SUartloQ cry. g.
The man, on whose face the blood had
rushed madlv for an instant, turned pale
again, and dropped his eyes.
cts Nathan home again, Miss Max
WE'LL" said Polly Redditch APOLOGIZE
cally.
"The world has not used Nathan as
we'll as it has you no more has time !;
he looks as old and troubled as father
here"
Nathan's chin dropped lower on his
breast, which heaved with agony, and
his nerveless hands fell by his side.
Drucy Maxwell had never tainted in
her life, but she had strong inclination
to commit that folly now, but she resisted
it, and drove back the quick sobs which
threatened to choke her. n.
Il am glad to see you back again, Mr..
Redditch, believe me. Won't you take
my hand? ?"
Only she knew what these words cost
her = Nathan y who grew paler and
paler at the sound of her voice, and
with one wild wish uppermost in his
mind-that he had never, never come
home. tJ s-Et#-
Hehad thought himself brave enough
to meet even her again, but now he per-
ceived his utter weakness, when he and
she once more stood face to face. g
Wishing now to feel her hand resting
in his, more than he wished anything
more perhaps than that he had not
come-Nathan stood still, chained as it
were, until the moment passed and
Miss Maxwell with violent blush with
drew it. ~T-tH EEU
The only thing left for the woman was
to get away as quickly as possible.
| came on business, Mrs. Redditch-
had little matter to lay before you
and Mr.. Redditch, but another time will
do did not know-I would not have
intruded upon your"
And with a heart almost broken, her
pride Inundated and crushed, Miss
Maxwell closed the door softly and
sped away us if a ghost were behind
her.
All, yes the ghost of other days was
behind her, with hollow eyes and voice
less pleadings.
She had lived through SO much, had
borne so many bitter pangs, but now
all her past sorrow came to her with
newness and freshness which quite
overcame her, and while the tears
streamed from her eyes, she clinched
her hands tightly until the nails cut into
the flesh and hurried on. '
Now she had no future-no hope-no
anything. The rich, lucky Miss Max
we'll, whom everybody envied, would
gladly have fled away forever from her
lately acquired grandeur, far, far from
the hateful place she had spent so
many dreadful years years whose
tears and agonies were only known to
her. Once she had loved deeply, mad
ly, but slight misunderstanding had
driven away the idol on whom she had
cast all her hearts wealth. -lT5
She had learned to look upon him as
dead She had begun to look forward
to another life in which they would
meet and setall things straight between
them. But he was alive and had pur-
posely kept away from her, and at last
had rejected her advances toward friend
ship. How could she live near him,
with nothing as it once was. Oh, this
was a dreadful thought. Perhaps he
was married now it might be he had
long ago IOTSOIlon noT.
Busy with her own sad thoughts, she
hurried, almost ran, down the familiar
street, not needing the rapid footsteps
beside hef, until hand tirhidly touched
her arm ~ !1dl'es "i... al1
The haggard, miserable man had
plucked up heart to come after her,
feeling in his soul that if he let that OPP
portunity pass by him that all his years
Of prayer and waiting should be as vain
as in his worst moments he had feared
they would be.
Miss Maxwell"
"Well." .tH EsH re-
;'Give me your hand now, will you?
You misunderstood me just now, as you
did years ago. I meant to give it you
My God, [ have dreamed of this mo-
ment, waking and sleeping, always At
least speak to me-let me touch your
hand again-it is more than [ have
dared to hope for-I should have been
back long ago, but fate willed it other
wise, and now, poor and wretched, |
have returned to thank heaven for your
good fortune and feast my eyes with
the sig ht of the only woman I ever
loved. [ shall not stay here to mar
your peace ) shall go away to-mor-
row. You will forgive me for coming /?
[ could not help it ]; the wish was strong
er than my manhood e. 1891
Miss Maxwell stopped crying, and
again held out her hand ''2
/" Nathan, are you certain that all you
say is true-you do love me?'' -"
Better than life, Drucy--better than
life. a9d .S3#4af r. = :.
Then you must not go away. I
could not live through that again
Nathan's thin hand trembled in hers !;
the shadow on him darkened.i rs gsJ,
But you do not know you do not
understand, Drucy-I cannot stay. I
am poor n1iserably poor 1 have for
a long time been ill-all [ had gained
was swept away, and now come back
empty-handed with nothing to offer but
my lore fs43.1'i 4 4 Z e ESQ 4 +,
"Ah, Nathan--my love, my love !
If you could know how rich that makes
me i Money care nothing for I
have onO1oh for us both Init Won asb q IL