Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-08-07

in kind of halo. Like an angel she |
looked, and still more like one when she
saw how weak he was; and with tender,
pitying reverence in her beautiful eyes,
she raised one of his poor, transparent
hands and placed it on her shoulder as
the squire helped him.up the steps. He
would have protested, he would have
objected, | think, but that glance de-
cided him; and, with gentleman's true
instinct. he bowed his head and permit
ted the graceful service.
All the next week he was terribly
Frustrated, but gentle and patient
thanking me with word or smile
for all did; and my heart warmed with
kind of motherly feeling to the poor
young gentleman He always appeared
better when Miss Ressie was in the
room. Her presence and the scent of
the beautiful flowers she brought and ar
ranged soothed him, suppose. He was
too weak to talk.
In few days, however, he began to
mend and to watch for her coming; and
by degrees he would converse little. Or
she would sing to him in the twilight,
or coax him to tell her of his wanderings
| by land and sea; for after his parents
died he lived very unsettled life, roam
| ing from land to land, and always out of
the beaten track. He had had wild adj
ventures in the Far West among the
Redmen, in South American forests, and
in the land of the Incas, wherever that
may be.
He gained strength daily, and would
get quite excited sometimes, till his voice
rang out as though he were giving the
word of command to his men. And it
did not hurt him much; for when the
squire woke up from his after dinner
nap and Miss Ressie joined him below,
Mr. Hugh would sit quite silent and
quiet, resting, with peaceful gladness
on his white face that was pleasant to
| behold.
| Yet one thing troubled me. AS Mr..
Hugh grew stronger, Miss Ressie resumed
the old manner which had brought so
many to her feet, and bethought me of
the chat we had previous to his arrival.
There was nothing one could hold up to
censure; it was simply the exercise of
fatal gift of fascination, for which she
had laughingly declared that she was not
responsible.
Mr.. Hugh was under the spell. He
frightened at her approach, there was a
softening of his voice-such a sweet
voice he had!-in addressing her, and his
eyes would follow her out of the room as
though they could not let her go. Some
thing must be done, and quickly, or YER
lily he was lost man. | resolved to use
all my influence with my darling, lest
this new sin should be laid to her
charge.
Circumstances favored me. Contrary
to her custom Miss Ressie paid visit one
morning before the patient had risen,
and found me in this room. l had just
left him sleeping soundly in the adjoin-
ing chamber. l put finger on my lips
and greeted her softly.
''Miss Ressie," I said, ''he is asleep;
and 1 want to talk to you"
Then 1 went through the history of
the last three years, bringing in one
name after another; gallant young fell
lows who had worshipped at her shrine,
and then been sent away. She sat in
silent attention till [ paused; then she
burst out Indignantly:
"In what have l sinned? Have given
to any one of these men particle more
than to another? Have permitted from
any of them one loverlike attention that
a woman should receive only from the
man who has won herr"
"No, DEAR" replied, "but therein lies
your strength. Men are not won as wo-
men are; and you have given to all that
which is bewitching, this brave gentle
man Also"
''He is my relative,' she said; "my
guest, whom l, as my father does, delight
to honor"
"Then IN pity spare him!" cried; and
pleaded as though for my life, till Miss
Il oh I
might be tear. But she arose, looking
white and stern as had never seen her
look before.
"You forget Yourself, nurse. Dismiss
this subject now and forever AS Tor
Mr.. Cameron, he must take his chance
with the rest.''
| sat for some minutes crying gently to
myself and thinking it over, until, glanc-
chamber, l saw, to my horror, that it was
aiar. In nv care to avoid noise l had
failed to fasten it, What if the patient
had awakened and overheard our CONVEX
sation? | glided forward and peeped in.
His face was from me and he lay motion
less. Somewhat treasured, stole into
the room till could see his face. 1t was
white as the linen it lay upon; the eyes
| WClC ClOSCO, Oo0 ohO VI oiiO IA So-
sion will haunt. me to my dying day.
He became aware of my presence sup
pose, for he opened his eyes. AS they
met mine the face changed; faint wan
smile played upon it. He looked tired,
that was all. The effort of a will whose
strength l had never suspected entirely
altered the expression.
81 think 1 will sleep little longer if
you will leave me" he said
Well, my dear, the sleep was not bene-
fetal, and toward evening he grew more
tired When Miss Ressie entered to pay
her customary visit, l saw her start, and
her inquiries after his health were more
solicitous than usual.
"The long confinement and inaction
are telling upon me-" he explained. 81
must get out and away as soon as posi-
ble'
There was no talk that evening, he
was too tired; she must sing to him; she
did so. A pathetic ballad, I remember,
about a woman's unrequited love, true
and steadfast, of which she died.
There was a scornful smile on his
features, as she finished, a sarcastic ring
in his voice.
"The music is good, the sentiment ex-
cellent-an ingenius work of fiction,
| truly