The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1879-06-12

Nobody, my child. And you're
not il-natured-you're perfection"
And l think she really believes it.
But, as I said, we were sitting in the
moonlight, listening to the singing,
when saw q shadow in the door, and
MIR. Gervais came in and shut it be-
hind him. -
"Now you've shut out the music, :"
said Miss Julia.
"Do you call that music?' he asked.
"Antoine here can sing thousand
times better, anyway" said she. can
tome, sing me that German song
again" R.s
Sing for Mr.. Gervais! And who had
never asked me! e <
"You are dreaming, Miss Julia"
said. . j
Let me dream, too, Miss Antoine, -
said Mr.. Gervais. won't you sing
the songP'' te II
Thought I had better sing than make
a scene. So did. / sang 's Adelaide"
don't know why it. moved me So; but
it did. 1t did, although was so angry
with myself. felt as if 1 were Ginger
ing beside my grave, and saying these
save me, couldn't hinder the tears
rolling over my cheeks; and when /
looked up there were tears in his eyes,
too; saw them shine in the moon
light. "It is diviner' said he, coming
and taking my hand. "Good heavens!
your hand is cold as deathr'
II have been singing death-song,"
I said.
And then he turned abruptly and
went out of the room. / suppose he
cannot help himself now-he is pledged;
but, oh! why did I ever come here?
why did ever come here?
"You were singing . .death-song,
and your voice sounded like an an
GELS" said Miss Julia. ST 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.
l think Gervais is in love with you,
Antoine"
"Cousin julia" cried harsh voice,
as the Duchess of Mangel- Wurzel
sailed in, 81 will be obliged to you to
cease such childish talk. You may as
we'll understand, once for all, that Ger
vais is to marry a very different - y >
Roity-toityr' cried Cousin Julia.
81 will be obliged to you 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
Julia. "Did you think this is Mrs.
Whyte's housep Well, it's not. It's
my house while live, and then it's the
Alton Bay Lock Insurance Company's. :"
Cousin Julia's mind doesn't wander as
it did when she was alone so much.
"L know all about it." said 1.
"That's good" said she. WANTED
you to be informed there was no for.
tune to be had from me-"
| "And, Miss julia" said 1, "have
you ever told them about me and Care
cross?'' l.
"Not one word" said she. Deal
little Miss Julia! I couldn't have be.
lieved I would care about her so.
The next day was st. Valentines
The mail was late, and the young la,
dies focked into the hall when the bae
came, and they had handfuls of 6illets
dossr. l was looking for my weekly
letter from Carecross, and leaning ovel
the balustrade. "Why don't you have
some valentines, Miss Purcell?'' criel
Miss Mayne, holding up her pack
just then James put my letter into my
hand, and l went back. But it wasn'l
my Carecross letter. ID was q letter
from Mr.. Gervais-I knew his peculiar
hand. What could he have to say tt
mep Nothing! l slipped it unopened
into another envelope, directed it Il
him and mailed it. He has taken hi
choice. I should despise myself
I-oh, to think, to think that L
March zO.-Poor Miss Julia's heart
disease, that has kept her in her chair
for thirty years, gave her release thil
morning.. She died at sunrise. Las
night q cry awoke me, and q hand OF
my shoulder, and voice far off cry
ing, Follow mer' I threw on my
wrapper in the thick smoke, andran t.
Miss Julia, the whole world in ret
glare about me. She was, not in, he
room; and then suppose tainted, To-
! knew no more till q watt. of colo
air was blowing over me, and wa
lying in Mr.. Gervais' arms under the fir
trees. "Oh, thank Godr' he said. "Yo,
are alive; you breathe; you are not dead
Oh. my darling! my darlingr' And h
was kissing my forehead, my cheeks
my lips, and couldn't help myself.
struggled to be free, but Twas SO weak
"It IS wicked" I managed to say, ian,
Miss Mayne -
why do you speak of herp'' b
"You know Why I exclaimed
because You are going to MARI,
her."
els that why you drop my violeta
and send back my love-lettersp'' b
! murmured. I" shall never marry an
body but you, Antoine. Inevermean
:. to since the day read yonr mind Z
dinner. Tell me, tell me,n he Nhia
pered, as he held me-. tell me il
mayr' And it's no matter about th
rest. &
Az soon a. I could went - MIN ia
liz They had the fire under befor
long; + was only in the wing, and y
i were ~ 0omfortahly housed again b
. fore dawn. But the shock was to
much. just as the color broke out OF
the sky, she kissed me and was gone.
l was crying little when Mrs. Whyt
came whore l was. Hr. Gervais move
to the window. "a N + n INA
s.Wel.l 'ssaid Mn. Whyta 81 don
know that it Is to be regretted. Sh
was no pleasure to herself, nor to any
one else. It is extraordinary, Gervais
/; that thereAre NO deedsvrstUck certff
Gates of Cousin Ju1ia's to be found. - :
). Perhaps they are burned" sal
Fl Mr.. Gervais. t's2 = e.
"No. The fire injured nothing i
. her room; it was all in the halls, an
Mr.. Whyte's Office. Well. ct an
: rate, IL Sets you free, Miss Pdrcell. W
shall not need your services longer. A
!. for wages. I hope You understood the1
, were none. I hardly know, Gervail
. what we had best do while the repair
4 take place."
M. Gyles Whyts slowly opsAedst q
: door and came in. He was the cole
1 Of ashes.
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