The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1879-06-12

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any explanations under my roof. Since
you feel soable 10 Do without my money.
YOU can take care OF yourself aud get
your own, though I suppose you think
Frank will be fool enough TO supply all
your wants. IN see that he doesn't.
though, you may be sure OF that and
you need not send any letters here.
either, Tor I will burn them If you do.
I don't believe word Of your promise
now, either; If you really meant il, you
would be willing to do as want You o..
/ You are a false, ungrateful, plotting
thing, and ! don't doubt you will do
/ your best to persuade Frank into mar
iiage; but You cant deceive me-you
need not imagine you eau. Go, now,
and get everything that belongs 70 you.
! don't want a single thing OF yours ieft
in the house pack everything up, and
then go. You will not 20 to my friends
now; go to your own, If you have any,
and never let me see your face again.
Never enter my door on any pre,ext
whatever. "StopI' she commanded, as
Elinor was passing out Of the door.
"Where do you want your baggage
sent?"
Eiiuor gave her the address Of her
friend, DR.. DuT, in Philadelphia.
eft shall be sent at once. Now you
can go; have no more to say" she
said, as Eiinor hesitated a moment on
the threshold, reluctant 20 part thus
from this woman, - no, in spite Of allshe
had just said to wound her feelings aud
embitter her life, had still for so many
years been her best friend. But she saw
IL was useless to attempt 10 soften her
heart or to say even a word Of farewell
so she slowly and sadly turned away.
and went to her own room, 50 soon % be
hers no more. She pressed her hands
wearily to her temples, trying 20 think
what was necessary to be done, and then
began work in feverish haste, fearing
lest she might not get awuy before
Franks return, for she felt that she
could not endure the scene that would
follow when he should know what had
occurred
As soon as Eiinor had finished her
work, and prepared herself for travelling,
she went down to the parlor and coll
lected the little articles there belonging
10 her, as we have seen in the first chap
ter Of this narrative. Returning, she
packed them also, not without some bit
ter tears, as each memento Of happier
days was laid away, aud then she sat
down at her dainty little-writiug-desk,
Franks gift long ago, aud wrote a note,
slowly, thoughtfuily, and with evident
mental suffering She read and re-read
10, made some slight alterations. aud
then, with trembling fingers, folded and
directed it, looking much as il it might
be death warrant. Then her fortitude
gave way, and laying her head down on
the desk, she sohbed convulsively few
moments, as il the last hope of happi-
ness was indeed gone But she was not
one o. yield long to her feelings, and she
soon forced herself to appear calmer,
though The storm still ragged within
with such violence that she felt faint
and exhausted. Rising presently, she
removed, as much as possible, all traces
OF emotion, and then prepared herself 10
go out into the storm. In few mo-
ments she was ready, and after one long
look Of farewell about the pleasant room
where she bad spent so many happy,
studious hours and some sorrowiul
ones, too-she turned away with her
lovely face SD full Of silent grief that any
heart lees hard than Mrs. Stoddard's
would have softeued toward her. But
that lady, meeting her at the head Of
the stairway, gave her one icy glance,
aud without a word passed on, not once
looking back.
With the greatest difficulty Eliuor re- |
strained her tears at this last act Of cru
city, and she went on rapidly, feeling
anxious now to leave the house where
her presence was so unwelcome. In the
hall she met kind-bearted Bridget,
whom she hurriedly bade goodbye,
much to that good souls sorrow, for
Elinor's kindness aud thoughtfulness /
made her beloved 10y all the servants.
Elinor's heart throbbed wildly as she T.
stood egain for a moment on the spot
where, the day before, her proud, hand /.
some lover clasped her close 10 his /
breast and imprinted loves first kiss on I
her trembling lips. How long ago it I
seemed She felt as If Frank had died, I
aud she was once more alone In the /
world. Passing out and closing tie door T.
behind her for the last time, she walked |
swiftly away, thankful now for the
driving snow that bufIeted her aud made
her checks tingle as It beat through her
veil against her face. She posted her
letter, aud then, having time enough T.
before the train left, she determined 90
visit once more the graves Of her be-
loved parents. Her depression was al
most overpowering as she entered the
cemetery aud stood on the familiar spot
where so many sad hours Of loneliness .
had been spent. All nature was envel- +.
oped in a cold winding-sheet " of deathly
white that struck chill to her very
soul. The cheering, beautiful things Of
the place were all dead-buried Deep
Ihe bare trees tossed IL cir gaunt-arms
wildly as they bent groaning before the I
shrieklng blast. The mocking shafts Of
marble that CLEANED cold and pitiless
above the graves in the fading light Of