The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1878-01-20

her letter ano' her resolution to die. and so, |
lieu of tears, 81 lie drew solace from that grir
thought.
At the supper table table, Jack 4 was e !, unusual
upon the excellence of her ilaky biscuits, an
| dozen of them he expressed his cordia
sympathy with Uncle Randolph's desire t
kick the tribe OF Marst.alls, and evineed
deep interest In the plot OF the story which
Tom Turner had Just dev cured; he shoute,
the praises Of Aunt Chatity's knitting II
tones 80 Iusty that the old lady was made Il
hear albeit she was wont to declare herself
80 proper deaf she couldn't hear anything :
and as for Kitty, this wicked Jack bombarded
her with such voley Of interogatories that
she was forced into an unwilling conversa-
ton. When the meal was at an end, Kitty
persisted in helping Miss Martha wash the
dishes.
you'll only hinder NO. expostulated the
elder maiden, land, besides you've got on
your best dress. Go into the sitting-ro and
entertain Jack,
But the young maiden was fixed in her p1r-
pose. So she went to her room to don her
apron and Jack was left to entertain him
self
Thereupon the heir Of the house of Bur-
roughs picked up a bulky volume and sat
down by the open fire in the sitting
The bulky volume proved to be Webster
Dictionary, which Kitty had thrown ON the
table on her first hasty retreat from the
Kitchen Jack turned over the leaves list
lessly until he came to II sheet of paper writ
ten upon in n chirography pleasantly fami-
liar. Of course it was highly improper for
him to read that paper, yet, rs a chronicler of
simple facts, am forced to record that he did
read IT, And this is what 1t contained
''To dear Uncle Randolph, and oil who love
me:
II have determined to drown myself, be-
cause ! am tired of life. Ny heart is broken,
and [ can see no relief except in death, For
give me for what | am about to do and shall
pray God to forgive me also. | do not want
to live and suffer as have suffered ~
Here the words "since Jack were scratched
out and in their stead was written. during
the pasta blank to be filled out when tho
ice should thawl
Il forgive everybody I hope you will not
cry for me, nor remember my melancholy end,
because do not deserve It, With love to you
and to dear Aunt Martha and Aunt Charity
and Tom. remain, your heart broken
How many times Jack read and reread this
singular document will never be known but
when Kitty entered the room quarter OF an
hour later, he was still sitting with the die
tionary upon his knees and the paper in his
hand.
II thought Uncle Randolph was here" said
Kitty, hesitating whether to remain or not,
and failing to observe what it was that so alb
sorbed Jacks attention. He turned with q
start, as though first conscious of her pres
ence, and thrust the sheet of paper back into
the volume. Then he said, very gravely:
"Your uncle is not here, Kitty. Won't you
be seated? ! want to talk with you"
and fell to studying the figures in the carpet.
Jack went over and took seat by her side.
She did not notice that he held the dictionary
under his right arm.
"kitty," said Jack, with becoming solem-
nifty Il do not believe you have been very
bnn III, riDr tho napt month hnyn y21V'
Kitty's lips began to tremble, and She an
swered desperately:
Why shouldn't have been happy
Because" replied the candid Jack, "you
have not had me to torment YOU.
You mean TO say that | cannot be happy
without you, Mr.. Burroughs2"
Kitty was gazing intently at the carpet, SO
that she did not see the smile that played
about Jacks mouth as he answered:
Yes, have reason to believe that without
me you would be very miserable
Indeed, exclaimed Kitty, should like
to know what right you have to believe that"
"Well, Kitty, Judge you by yself, I have
been wretched ever since the night OF that UNI
day to swallow my pride and come here and
ask you to forgive and forget We were both
to blame, although the fault, no doubt was
mine to begin with
eff you have been wretched, as you say, y
rejoined Kitty, her eyes still fixed on the floor
why didn't you go to Helen Clapp2 You
would surely have found comfort there"
Nonsense, Kitty. ] care nothing for Helen
Clapp--no more than you do for Cyrus Phelps
I haven't seen her. nor have I wanted to sec
her, since the night of the party
You take 1t for granted, | presume, that
would overlook all that has happened without
a word
Il did not take it for granted, Kitty, until
"Until what?' Here the young lady turn
ed hereyes suddenly upon Jack, and discover.
ed for The first time the volume under his
arm.
What is that book?" she demanded blush
ing scarlet. >, ~
While you were engaged in washing dishes
was improving the time by study
Give it to me this Instant" demanded
Kitty springing to her feet
Jack handed the volume to her without q
work She snatched it impetuously, and
turned over the leaves until she came to the
letter.
''You have read it," she explained, crump.
ling the sheet of paper in her hand;
"Why, jack and thcreupon Kitty threw
herself upon the sofa, and, with her face
buried in her hands, began to sob conyul-
sively.
And what did Jack do? Perhaps he drew
her to his side and told her what a very, very
wicked girl she was to think of drowning her
self. Perhaps he repeated to her the thous
andth time at least, the story Of his love
which had grown and deepcned during q
month OF self-inflicted torture, and which was
dearer to him than all else in life-dearer thar
fame or fortunes or even the Phi Beta Kappa
key which he had won at Yale. Perhaps he
soothed her with soft words, and rested hel
head upon his breast, and convinced her that
after all, she had much to live for in this
world, and that her heart was not SO seriously
shattered as she had fanced Perhaps, even
kissed ther Vi our5.
Whatever lack NAV have done this much
know to be fact When the ice in the river
thawed, Kitty did not throw herself into the
waters of the Connecticut. And when the
blossomy May came round she blushed pref
tily because people called her Mrs. Burroughs
Senator Buffers Revenge.
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