Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1879-06-18
did | ever come here? WIZ did l ever

lou were singing q deSth-SoDg, ana
your voice sounded like an angels"
said Miss Julia. 81 wish you could have
seen yourself, with your black hair and
your blue eyes, and the tears falling in
the moonshine, and the purple shadow
of the room about you. think Ger
vais Is In love with you, Antoine"
Cousln JULIA" cried n harsh voice,
MS the Duchess of Mangel-W urzel sailed
in, 81 will be obliged to you to cease
such childish talk. You may as well
understand, once for all, that Gervais is
to marry n very different"
"Hoity-toity !" cried Cousin Julia. IL
will be obliged TO goa to leave my ROOM"
And if the Duchess Of Mangel-Wurzel
had not obeyed at once, a smart tap OF
the crutch would have hurried her. She
went, without doubt, to tell Gervais
what we were talking of.
THAT surprises you" said Miss JOlia.
did you think this is Mrs. Whyte's
house? Well, its not. It's my house
while live, and then its the Alton Bay
Lock Insurance C~ompany's." Cousin
JUDAS mind doesn't wander as much AS
1t did when she was alone so much.
Il know all about it," said /.
That's good" said she. ~ wanted
you to be informed there was no for
tune to be had from me-"
And, Miss Julia" said |. "have YOU
ever told them about me and Care
cross :"
Not one word," said she. Dear lit
tie Miss Julial 1 couldn't have believed
l would care about her so.
The next day was St. Valentines.
The mail was late, and the young ladies
tlocked into the hall when the bag
came, and they had handouts Of biuets-
dour. | was looking for my weekly let
tiers from Craecross, and leaning over
the balustrade. "Why don't you have
some valentines, Miss Purcell ?" cried
Miss Mayne, holding up her pack. Just
then james put my letter into my
hand, and / went back. But it wasn't
my Carecross letter. 1t was II letter
from Mr.. Gervais-I knew his peculiar
hand. What could he have to say to
me? Nothing. l slipped it unopened
into another envelope, directed it to
him, and mailed it. He has taken his
choice. | should despise myself-I-
oll, W thlnk W tnlIlk IDdt l.
March l0.-Poor Miss Julia's heart
disease, that has kept her in her chair
for thirty years, gave her release this
morning. She died at sunrise. Last
night a cry awoke me, and Il hand on
my shoulder, and a voice far of crying,
:" Follow mel" | threw on my wrapper
IN the thick smoke, and ran to Miss
Julia, the whole world in "a red glare
about me. She was not in her room;
and then | suppose ! tainted, for |
knew no more I'LL n watt of cold air
was blowing over me, and | was lying
in Mr.. Gervais's arms under the fir
trees. "Oh, thank God" he said.
You are alive; you breath; you are
not dead! Oh, my d%arlingl my dar-
lingl" And he was kissing my fore
head, my cheeks, my lips, and | could
Mt help myself. | struggled to be free,
but / was so weak. at is wicked"
| managed to say, land Miss Mayne-"
why do you speak OF her." he
cried.
"You know Why" l exclaimed,
" Because you are going to marry her."
as that why you drop my %yiolets.
and,I send back my love-letters'' he
murmured. 81 shall never marry any
body but you, Antoine. never meant
to since the day l read your mind at
dinner. Tell me, tell me-" he whisper
ed, as he held me-tell me if ! mayl'
And it's no matter about the rest.
AS soon as | could | went to Miss Ju-
liza. They had the fire under before
long; it was only in the wing, and we
were all comfortably housed again be-
fore dawn But the shock was too
much. Just as the color broke out on
the sky, she kissed me and was gone.
| was crying a little when Mrs. Whyte
came where | was. Mr.. Gervais moved
to the window.
"Well," said Mrs. Whyte, 81 don't
know that it is TO be regretted. She
was no pleasure to herself, nor to any
one else. 1t is extraordinary, Gervais,
that there are no deeds or stock certifi-
Gates Of Cousin Julia's to be found"
Perhaps they are burned" said Mr..
Gervais.
ne. The fire injured nothing in her
room; it was al! in the halls, and Mr..
Whyte's Office. Well, at any rate, it
sets you free, Miss Purcell. We shall
not need your services longer. AS for
wages, l hope you understood there
were none. | hardly know, Gervais,
what we had best do while the repairs
take place."
Mr.. Gyles Whyte slowly opened the
door and came in. He was the color
| of ashes.
"You are very welcome to stay in the
house while you please, Mrs. Whyte,"
said /.
She wheeled upon me. "Welcome?'
she exclaimed. "To stay in the house?