The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1879-06-12

up my MIND that that game nau Deen
played long enough. would ask her The
simple question the first chance got, and
know my fate at once { But the chance
did not come, as soon i as I expected it
would. :, ....: +;E :iS;}; ! -
" asho went t. her room with sick-head-
ache, SO she said. and paced the deck
alone. We were q, long way up the har7
Dor when she made her appearance the
following day. She said that, she had
hurried with her packing, thinking that
we were nearer than, We really were to the
"sOh, MIR. Remington, I had NO bppe1i
tunlty Of , returning yonf 5ewelry md SO
know, you are coming to dine with mi on
Saturday, and Twill; then give them to
"sCertainly,' said, there , is no tine for
us to change them now. Wear them until
I sec you again. III i -,
ssIhad fully made up my mind that,
as had been baffled so often, I would not
wait until I had seen her in her own
home before I opened my heart to heb or
rather before I asked her my tate. 'She.
already knew my heart, There was no.,
time to think; all was excitemejt We
were rapidly approaching; handkerchiefs
were waving from the docks. The wid-i
ow was straining her eyes, and suddenly
leaving me and going forward, saw her
throw kiss. How longed to catch it !.
looked with jealous eyes TO see who
would catch it up and answer it. Fore
most standing in the crowd was great
big man--six feet, and broad in prGpofr--
ton. It was he who was returning her
kisses. Could it be her brother, or was
it friend, and this merely q: pleasant
greeting from distance? .~.': :*;, =
II watched him come ON board, and
what did the big idiot do but ITO
catch her up in his arms---my sweet one;
whom, though loving, I had never dared
to touch-and kiss her over and over
again! I could have knocked him sdown.
Con drawing near to them, saw that
neither Of them noticed me- She had
forgotten my existence. With heart
sick feeling I turned away. Was this to
be the end? Why had come home? Il
could hear them talking, though too
miserable to listen. They came nearer,
and the same soft voice that loved SO
dearly said: .;
"Mr. Remington, I have been talking
! about you, telling how good and kind
You have been, and how utterly forlorn I
should have been had you not always
looked out for my comfort l have come
to thank you, and my husband wants to
thank you too"
Her husband! Great heavcns!. And
thought she was a widow, and made love
to her! listened as though in u dream,
and deuccd unpleasant one it was, too.
l believe he thanked me, and she praised,
and he thanked again, and then: they
urged me to come and sec them, and she
said, Don't forget Saturday. -.
"Whether said anything, or whether
J remained mute, is more than I can tell.
| was like man asleep, and had to give
myself a cool shake to come out Of the
| nightmare I was in. When I looked
around, shc-thcy were gone.'
Here Hugh stopped as though he had
finished, but his friend Williams: whose
! curiosity was aroused, asked;
"Did you dine with her the next Satur-
day?'
"No; sent a regret
AAAsS Nou CfCl :oCCA IlCl SluCcS
mo; never
"What became of your nouveautcs de
Paris?'
"Ncll went without them, as I went
without my English robe"
"Ycu don't mean that she meyer sent
them to you?'
~ never gave her my address, and
she was not supposed to know where I
| was"
Williams didn't like to ask any more
questions, and Hugh remand quiet for a
time. Then rousing himself and getting
out of his chair he said:
II have never made love sincc,: and
with Il bitter laugh-I always avoid
women in deep mourning And now,
as the fire has gone out with my story, I
| think we had better 90 to bed.'