Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-06-29

| ring. 1t should be restored to her, and
| once more she should know happiness.
All, how frightened got, though
While my lips were parted to speak, and
nv hand reached forth to touch his arm,
he was gone, and stood quite alone with
Madam Rosis. VI
''What makes you SO white?" she asked,
stepping short in her walk.
"Why, he is gone!''
"Who has gomez"
"Thc gentleman who walked beside
you.''
Indeed, who so honored me?" she
said, incredulously, II was so busy with
my thoughts
"a strange gentleman walked with
you-near you; and as started toward
him he disappeared"
Madam laughed low, musical laugh,
but saw that the white hand that
claspeu her scarlet mantle over her heart
was shaking. Her lips grew white and
dry.
II hope he was handsome?"
every and mouth like girls
Her forehead grew puckered into
scow!s.
"And what clse?"
''He wore a ring aoitA a blood-red Aeart !"
| pray that l may never on earth see
face SO fearful as was madam's at that
moment. put up quick prayer, for /
thourh+ oho yr-oc q bD,,+ RI E;ll ,oo Che
clutched both hands about my arm and
held me closely to her.
Chow dare you, girl?"
~ could not help seeing him. l said.
"There he is now outside, looking in at
the window"
She covered down at my feet, and COW
cred her eyes with her mantle. do not
know how long I stood there, or how
long she knelt without moving. know
the figure stood motionless at the window,
looking at us with steady, unwavering
eyes, Would he never go? Would he
hold us forever with that quiet, unflinch-
ing gaze?
At that moment I shriekcd, and madam
sprang to her feet. A crowd came to see
us, and I fell back fainting.
In the morning we started. It was
summer time, and our way led through
the richest of earth's gardens. All was
beautiful from the sky downward birds,
flowers, fruit, and velvety green-swara.
In spite of everything. Twas happy.
eve will soon have a long rest,'' mad
am said, as we wlrirled along. "You
shall hear from the brother and sister at
home''
Twas looking out of the window as
she spoke. AS l turned my face toward
her 1 felt some one touch my shoulder. I
turned around quickly The stranger
was sitting near us in the train.
His presence seemed SO real to me that
l spoke out angrily:
eff you please, sir''-
Madam looked around.
''To whom are you speaking, Louise?"
whether man or evil one, Madam Rosis
was conscious of nothing. looked over
the face at the blue eyes and gentle
mouth, down at the white hands and red
ring without word.
"Monsieur Rosis,' thought. But why
does he follow MADAME"
We rode the day through with the fair,
immovable figure beside us, and the doc
tor in the next carriage. The one seemed
to counteract the influence of the other.
Nothing could harm me.
AT night we came to our resting
place.
Here we shall find the ring" said
madam, as we hurried out of the train.
ut is like an inspiration. 1 feel it
through and through
We did not go to hotel, but to
house near the outskirts of the town. I
know the c0aChman Of the fly stared at
madam wncn she told HIM where to drive
us. The night was very dark. Looking
around for my friend could not see him,
and I thought was lost.
Warm as was the night, the place to
which we went was chilly. Madam had
fires made in the CRATES and ordered wine
to be brought
"Where are we?" I asked.
'Pardon me for not saying. This is
my home. No one cares to intrude here"
No one? Was madam so surc2 AS she
spoke, the pleasant-faced stranger, ghost
or man, came noiselessly in, and sat down
by the fire. He wore the same expression
as when had first seen him. CHANGING
at his hand, saw the blood-red ring
glowing upon his finger
"YOu do not drink madam said, as
sat holding the wine glass. "What is it,"
put down the glass with shudder
"Madam Rosis, want to go home.''
This is your home. By day it is beau
tiful. Tonight l know there are shad-
ows-and it is cold. We can have more
fire.
"That is not i'll want my sister. 1
seem to be sitting here''
"Well, well-I will play to you. I will
sing"
She threw open the piano. Good heav-
ems, what wall came from it as her deli
cate fingers ran up and down the keys {!
Wild unrest, agony, despair found
voice in the melody which she awakened.
Then her little hands battered softly,
softly down, and her voice broke out
softly to the wierd accompaniment.
Through it all could hear the falling
of the ghostly feet; the whispers from
shadowy lips. The stranger listened at
her side; so close was his face to hers,
that in the unsteady light they seemed
to mingle and waver together.
Ny God where was L? The atmos
phere was like that of tomb! Was
among aesh-and-blood realities, or had
been drawn into the charnel house to ex-
patiate some sin which had committed?
Sin, indeed what did know of sin2
Don't madam-don'tv' I cried, ssYou
are driving me mad! Let me go-in the
name of mercy let me go!''
''You need rest, spoke madam. "You
are nervous. You shall go to your room,
and have supper there