The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1880-04-24

outrage, in which two Germans and an
English naval officer were killed, put an
end to all such visits. Lydyard declared
that he never regretted an incident that
freed him from all intrusion of stran-
GERS, and ayerred that he at least owed a
debt of gratitude to the Klephts.
When | wished him goodnight he was
far too deep in the gin-fiask to make his
words impressive; but as he told me he'd
like me to come up often and sit with
him, determined to accept his invita-
ton SO long as fingered in the neigh
borhood.
CHAPTER II.
I stayed on five weeks at Prevesa, for
though gave my evenings to the Con
sui, passed every morning with Marion.
l never saw girl whose society had the
same charm for me. Heaven knows
there could scarcely have been so dreary
spot, nor one where life had fewer
pleasures; but there seemed capacity
for enjoyment in her mind, which,
whether for sun or sky or shore, for
breezy mountain or dark nesting wood,
could extract its own delight and be
happy.
had seen enough even on the first
day l met her to be aware that Hope had
not made merely passing impression
upon her heart, and | was cautious to
avoid all that might revive the memory
of his name. This reserve on my part
seemed actually at length too much for
her patience, for in one of our long walks
she suddenly asked me if | had never
known him.
"No," replied /, "never; and | have
been guardedly careful not to ask you
about one of whose intimacy with you l
feel jealous"
"How do you mean jealous?" asked
she, turning on me those large, full eyes
that reminded me of the Homeric smile,
the " OX-eyed."
perhaps my word was i'll chosen"
said l, in some confusion; ''but what |
tried to convey was the discontinue l
felt on thinking that there had been one
who walked with you where we are
walking, and whose words, it might be,
interested you as much, or more, than
mine.
Eyes, it is true" she said, softly.
(Which is true?' said |, in low
voice.
"That he loved mer' said she, in the
same unaltered tone.
"And you-;'' but caught myself
at once, and, shocked at the ungenerous
daring, turned it off by saying g | should
like to hear more of him; tell me what
you know of his history or belongings. !"
81 know nothing, except that he was
poor as ourselves; that whatever he
should become in life must be his own
achievement; that he was friendless and
alone"
"He was gentleman?" said l, inquir-
ing.
"Was he not gentleman! Was not
every word, every opinion he uttered, the
soul of honor and high feeling! When
he spoke of what he read, he knew how
to praise all that was noble, and truth
full, and worthy, and to deery whatever
was ignoble or mean. When he helped
a beggar on the road, he gave his aims
like one whose happier f9Et ~ flri it vas to
cept assistance tomorrow. And SO
through all he did, the world seemed
like some fowery meadow, where, if we
would, we might stroll or stretch at ease,
each happy with each.''
"Was he ambitious?'
" If you mean of honor, fame and good
repute, yes, as | never heard of any one;
but of that success that includes wealth
and state, luxurious living, and the rest
of it, he could not have been, for he has
said over and over at our homely board
That is indeed what delights me! Iii
here begin to feel how unworthy are
the vulgar slaveries rich men submit
| to-"
He had, then, some experiences of
the life he censured?'
81 don't know that he had, except
from hearsay; but he had read, and con-
versed, almost as much as he had read ~
Had he served as a solder?''
ono; he could not bear any settled
career. He called it a bondage, and that
all men who followed any distinct call
ing lost their identity in the craft; he
would laughingly say, they become
smaller than women"
He loved you very much, Marion,
and
"Why has he not returned?n said she,
as her eyes flashed fercely. "Say out
your words, or if you have no courage
Tor them, let me say them. 1t was this
you would have asked"
81 had not any right
"Of course you had not; but 1 will
give the right, that l may shame the
questioner. If he has not come back
will you be prepared to say he may not
come tomorrow? This very nightP At
first, in every football on the road, in
every voice l heard-I have grown wiser
now, and [ can watt
"Such trustfulness honors you," said
|, thoughtfully
g 1t is no more than owe him. There,
look thereN' said she; g there is a Le-
vanter coming in already, and but mo-
ment back that sea was like mirror! Is
not life just such another ocean, and can
he who plans a voyage be more certain
of his weather? How can know what
difficulties he is now combating, what
barriers oppose himP" ...
Il should be glad to feel that some
one would, one day, trust me in that
fashion.
" So she will, if you inspire her with
the same love. A woman's heart can be
as good or as bad as you like to make it.
She has but the keeping of it; the culture
is another's."
This was the tone of MANY a CONVEX