The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-02-12

q will Be worth, and do not intend
add one pound OF promise any fayo
from the fact that you are Gerald Rus]
n tons daughter. You understand9',
] nodded silently, feeling too MUG
hurt to +rustsmy voice. ''
\ Stevens, my cabinet3"
u She unlocked the box and took q,
some bank notes with her gloved han,
81 make it rule to give one quartz
in advance. Here are ten pound
Stevens will acquaint you with 70,
duties and show you TO your chamber.
shall not require you before nine in til
morning. Goodnight.
! Not tired, but glad to escape from th1
room, ventured to raise one thin han
to my lips, but shrank back-those fiji
gers were icy cold.
was not naturally timid girl. bJ
the lofty corridors, highly-vaulted nal
sages, and shadowy rooms, hung wild
Wondering tapestry, made me feel col
and frightened. Every thing about til
room was dark and ponderous. Som(
how, the canopied bedstead, with il
blood-red curtains, made me think of It'd
tower where the princes were strangle{
l declined the assistance of q maid, an
Stevens retired, leaving me one waxligb
which threw gigantic shadows on til
wall. My duties were not hard or variou|
l was to amuse my aunt when she bad
me; be always at Der chair back, AMI
speak only when spoken to. l fell asleei
at last thinking of poor little mammyI
delight when she should receive my firs
quarters salary.
My life was an uneventful one at thu
Pines. I was never absent from my aunt
but grew no more intimate with her thar
at first. We had no company save MisI
Rushton's surgeon and solicitor, wh{
came once month to dinner, sang VERY
little, and only in secret, as the grand
piano had not been opened in tWent1
years, as Miss Rushton did not tolerat
music.
One evening, when she dismissed me
my aunt said, sternly:
"Agnes, expect the son of my deares
friend mere tomorrow. He is to be mi
heir, and l caution you against designing
or trying to gain his favor"
ooh, aunt'-the hot blood rushing to
my cheeks.
"Be still. Do I not know what thu
Aubreys are? But Hugh is an admira
of beauty in woman, and do not think
you will fascinate him. See that you at
tend to my affairs, and leave Hugh alone
But Hugh. would not leave me alone.
scarcely looked at him for week.
Then, as he sat recounting adventures to
my aunt, saw that he was a handsome
man of thirty, with crisp, black hair and
thoughtful, gray eyes-magnetic eyes,
whose giances troubled me for days, and
haunted my dreams.
One bright November day, while my
aunt was sleeping, I sal in the decayed
summerhouse, at my knitting, singing an
old Scotch song nanny had sang ii
happier days. A shadow fell on my
work. Hugh Kennedy stood before me.
"Wbat a sly little thing you arel And
so you are Gerald Rushton's daughter
What are you doing at the Piness"
"Do you not know? Let me pass,
please" ..-,
why do you always fly from mel
You have q wonderful voice, which ought
to be cultivated. You should sing more. .
N41S6 xGUSnLOu uOCS uOL like SluElug
and I am paid to keep silent"
You have Scotch wit. Please prom
Use not to hide yourself away, or run
from me again.:
II cannot"
With easy grace he stepped aside.
"Well, go. I shall find you out, wher-
ever you are"
I almost had it in my heart to hate
Hugh Kennedy for his cruel pursuit of
me; yet, oh, I learned to love him so.
He came into nv life when it was barren
and cherries, and my heart grew around
him, until I felt that itwould kill me to
go away. Yet go must. Ny aunt
would never forgive me. She had higher
aims for Hugh. Here was a prince for
Cinderella, but no godmother. 1 Rugged
my mad passion to my bosom and fled
faster and faster from Hugh One night
my aunt's bed curtains caught on fire,
and in rescuing her burned my hands
and face terribly. She was wheeled out
on the terrace, while Dark extinguished
the flames. H..
When came to, Hugh was holding
me in his arms, plying my poor SCARED
hands, and kissing them passio nately.
rushed from him and hid myself in
my own room, with my great joy and
great sorrow, thinking only that Hugh
had kissed me, and that l must leave
him forever.
Oh, if could have flung my arms
around poor mammy, and cried myself
till. -.--. ..-.
Hugh was in the corridor the next morn
ing as came down toward my aunt's
door.
"Agnes, darling, you shall hear me
Agnes, love you truly, as God is my
judge! I mean right by you, my girl
Will you listen to me?" ...,
ooh, Hugh, I cannot! Let rue go-let
me go, if you pity mel" -...:...-.-.
"Agnes, first answer. am an honorable
man. I claim the right to be heard. Dc
you love me?"
He was crushing my hand in his. Hi
breath came in quick gasps. Should
throw away my only chance Of heaven
But my PROMISE
You shall not gel Do you love me
Agnesl Why torture me2"
"Yes, Yes-I love you, Hugh! Let nj
go now"
One passionate embrace, and I fed II