The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1879-01-17

then only the stnteliest formaliiies were ex.
changed between them.
The first interruption that came was the
arrival Of an invitation from that circle
into which Horace Napier, the son of tn,
vulgar shoddyite, had never been able to
effect an entrance.
Julia found it upon the table in her room
and she sent it to her husband, saying, bit.
terly, to herself.
i have gained my object he will demand
that he shall gain his
She was surprised BY the almost immedi.
ate return of the invitation accompanied by
the following words:
u beg to be excused from entering any
sphere where am admitted on sufTerance
Your father eau act as your escort, so
know ! am not depriving you of any pleas
ure by my refusal
To say that Julia was astounded, is but
half expressing her feelings. -t
Gould have wronged him in refusing to
believe him p she thought. llItl 4 ]
Then she added, dsdainfully
This is more of his hypocrisy
Still though she would not acknowledge
1t, this refusal of his placed him much high
er in her estimation she felt piqued that
he would not wait upon her, yet she knew
that If he bad accepted the invitation she
would have despsed him more. aH
She went with her father, and that the
worldmight have as little to say as was pos
81 We, she was as gay as the gayest there.
Aud 40 it was during all that season she
attended every Jete, went through the same
riutine of assumed gayety, and then return
ed to her home, more miserable than be.
fore i'a. onio lf. l,l.sii .t..g
Each time an invitation came she sent il
to her husband, with the hope ever growing
stronger that he wuuiri accept it, though she
sal to herself, as her reason:
Perhaps he is ready to throw off his mask
now. ai .4H assn. 600
He always declined and she always felt
more and more piqued.
She found heeself thinking Of him often,
and wondering if she had not wrouged him;
and the more she thought of that the more
dresry and desolate her life seemed to
be.
She was riding home one day, after q
weary round of visiting, and her thoughts
were again of him. She had just said:
He is firm, at least when she saw snow
ball strike one of the horses, which started,
reared, then plunged madly on.
She tried to open the door with the wild
idea TO leap from the the carriage, but in
hear fesr and trembling she could do moth.
ing. 81 ...-. il -I.., ".
She saw that they were near her home.
and then she saw her husband, hatless, pale
with emotion, running down the road toward
her. .l.... 3D.. ..-.4a-.
She almost held her breath for fear : for
the first time the sentiment which had been
slowly but steadily growing in her heat
arose above all else, and she cried out:
Horace Horace, for Gods sake, 20
back = "'
He did not hear, or he did not heed.
He neared the infuristed horses, Julia
leaned out-of the window, expecting to see
him trampled beneath their feet she cried
again, Horace, but family for her fear over
came her, and she knew no more
When she regained consciousness, she
found herself lying upon her bed. and felt !
tender touch upon her forehead
She looked up quickly, and met her hus-
bands gaze. He started slightly then re-
suming his proud demeanor, he said, cold
ly:
am glad you have recovered. will
send your maid to you,
Prompted by the feeling of her heart that
had been awakened vividly by that touch
upon her brow,she stretched forth her hands
plesdingly but his back was to her, he
could not see.
She moaned softly as she realized what to
her was a startling fact--she loved her hus-
band ... ........
He hates me now 7 she walled. Il judg-
ed him by his father, and have made a ter
rible mistake. He hates me now, and love
him 7
Another week went by as the past week,
had done, and Julia was be ginning to cry;
How long how long will this en-
dure?
Then her father came to her in great Gag
erness, to tell her that the unexpected death
of his uncle had made him rich man again
that now lie could pay his debt to Horace
Napier's father, and she could be released,
in part, at least, from her misery.
There can be a separation between you,
he said. Horace does not object-I have
spoken to him about it--and you, know,
will be only too glad to be Free.
What could she say! Could she acknowl-
edge that these tidings brought her more
pain than joy7 No. Pride kept her silent
and her father proceeded with his plans.
Il will come for you tomorrow, he said as
he left her. Make all your arrangements
tonight
But instead of that, she threw herself up.
on her bed, and wept .....
oh, that she could throw herself at hi.
feet, and big for forgiveness That she
could go to him, and tell him that she did
not wish to leave him ..s.
When the dinner hour came, she felt littl,
| like going to table, but she went, with th,
hope that he would say something to keey
| her-there. ....... ..:-
But the meal passed off in the usually I'll
ent way, They arose and left the room
for the last time Julia thought, as she fei