The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1881-08-12

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: further information seems to me to d
pend on our English newspaper. III
: Times stands alone as the one pubii
journal which has the whole Englis
nation for volunteer contributors. /
their troubles at home they appeal /
the editor. In their travels abroad owe
civilized and savage regions alike,
they meet with an adventure wort
mentioning, they tell il to the edito,
II any of our countrymen knows any
thing of this dreadful massacre, 1 fore
see with certainty where we shall fin,
the information in print.
Soon after my arrival here Stella ha,
told me OF her memorable conversatio,
with Penrose in the garden at Tel
Acres Lodge. I was well acauainte,
with the nature Of her obligation to tn,
young priest, but I was not prepared
for the outbreak of grief which ESCAPED
her when she had read the Telegram
from Rome. She actually went to the
length OF saying: "I shall mover enjoy
another happy moment till know
whether Penrose is one of the two LIVING
priests I"
The inevitable third person with us
this morning was Monsieur RAYMOND
Sitting at the window with book in
MS hand-sometimes reading, somo-
times looking at the garden with the eve
OF fond horticulturist-he discovered
strange cat among his flower beds.
Forgetful of every other consideration.
the old gentleman hobbled out to drive
away the intruder, and left us together.
spoke to Stella in words which
would now give everything I possess to
recall A detestable jealousy took DOS
session OF me. I meanly limited that
Penrose could claim no great merit for
yielding to the entreaties Of beautiful
woman who had fascinated him, though
he might be afraid to own it. She pro-
tested against my unworthy insinuation
but she failed to make me ashamed OF
myself. Is a woman ever ignorant OF
the influence which her Leauty exercises
over a man? went on, like the mis-.
erable creature that was, from bad 10
worse.
Excuse me-" I said, "if have, un.
Intentionally, made you angry. ought
to have known that I was treading on
delicate ground. Your interest in Pen.
rose may be due to warmer motive
than sense of obligation"
She turned away from me-sadly, not
angrily-intending, as it appeared, to
leave the room in silence. Arrived a,
the door, she altered her mind and came
back.
/" Even if you insult me, Bernard, /
a"' not "blo to resent it," she seid, very
gently. ~ once wronged you-I have
no right to complain of your now wrong
ing me. I will try to forget it."
She held out her hand. She raised
her eyes, and looked at me.
1t was not her fault; am alone to
blame. In another moment she was in
my arms. held her to my breast-I
felt the quick beating OF her heart on
me-I poured out the wild confession
of my sorrow, my shame, my love-I
tasted again and again and again the
sweetness of her lips. She put her
arms round my neck and drew her head
back with long, low sigh. "Be mer-
ciful to my weakness" she whis Bred |
"We must meet no more"
She put me back from her with o |
trembling hand and left the room.
I have broken my resolution not TO |
write about myself; but there is no ego
tism, there is sincere sense of humili-
alton in nae when I record this confes.
sion of misconduct. I can make but
one atonement-I must at once leave
st. German. Now, when 1t is too late,
1 feel how hard for me this life Of con-
slant REPRESSION has been.
Tins far l had written when the
nursemaid brought me little note ad-
dressed in pencil. No answer was re-
quired.
The few lines were in Stella's hand
writing:
"You must not leave us too suddenly
or you will excite my mothers suspi- |
cions. Wait until you receive letters
from England, and make them the pre-.
text for your departure. s."
/ never thought OF her mother. She
is right. Even if she were wrong
must obey her.
14th September.-The letters from
England have arrived. One of them
presents me with the necessary excuse
for my departure, ready made. My pro-
posal for the purchase of the yacht is
accepted. The sailing master and crew
have refused all offers of engagement,
and are waiting at Oowes for my orders.
Here is an absolute necessity for my re-
turn to England.
The newspaper arrived with the let
ters. My anticipstions have been real
lied. Yesterdays paragraph has pro-
duced another volunteer contributor.
An Englishman. just returned from
Central America, after travelling in
Arizona, writes to the Times. He pub
fishes his name and address. and he
declares that he has himself seen the
two captive priests.
The name of the Times correspondent
carries its own guarantee with 1t. He
is no less person than Mr.. Murthwaite,
the well-known traveller in India, who
discovered the lost diamond called
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