New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-06-15
STEP-M0THER AND STEP soN.
A Story of Love, Jealousy, Ha-
tired, Revenge and Heroic
Self.Sacrifice.
BY the Author of "Dora Th0,7,e," "a Brtl0S
Of Love" ut War WIN Hersct,".:1
Golden DGsvn," !" Which Lo0ed
Him Best2" "a Rose in
ThOy7lS," &c., &c.

WILL never repay you-neverv he cried:
and for few moments they forgot all
their troubles in the happiness OF their
love. SHOW, Lean, my darling" said
Ross, Z" must go. The sooner I leave
you the sooner l shall be able to set you
free from this horrible place. loathe
every moment of my life which finds
you here. I shall free you'll cannot
tell how; but 1 will. I will move heaven
and earth; and, if can get NO. justice,
III will burn the place down and run
away with you; will, my darling! All,
thank Heaven, I hear you laugh once
more! Dearest Lean, how I love you!
will rouse all England if needful; but
will set you freen'
my dear, impetuous Rossv' she said,
smiling through her tears. "Ah, now
l feel what imprisonment s-nOw that
see you going away
II shall soon return, Lean; and,
when I do, my innocent darling, it will
be to open the doors for YOU"
They parted with kisses and tears;
and Ross, on his way back to the mere,
thought of the conversation they had
had when she had told him self-sacri-
flee Was her favorite virtue.
II ought to have KNOWN" he
thought, bitterly, "that she sacrificed
herself for me, Oh, Lean, I will set
you free, and love you and make up to
you for this!''
When he reached home, it seemed to
him that there was unusual excitement
in the household. He asked for his
father, and the butler told him that Sill
Austen and Lady Cumnor had gone to
John Cobham's cottage, and that they
wished him to follow at once. Prince
Cenci was waiting to accompany him.
"What is itP'' he asked of the Prince,
who looked excited.
II do not quite know, Ross; but
think it is something about the Child
"The childp" echoed Ross. "Let
mean little HughP''
Eyes, little Hugh. I do not know
what 1t is. Do not excite yourself.
Ross; it may be mistake. You shall
not stir until you have had some vine
"Give it to me quickly, then" cried
Ross. ''Oh, Lean, my beautiful love
you shall be set at Nberty?'
In half an hour they had reached the
boatman's cottage and found Sir Aus
ten there with his wife. When Lady
Gunner saw Ross white, agitated face
she went up to him.
"You must calm yourself, Ross
for you:'' 49, -" :.
and even in his agitation he noticed
this.
II am afraid I cannot bear yer,
much,' he remarked. "The sight O
my darling in that wretched place, ane
the knowledge that she is as innocen
as an angel, have unnerved me-
It dawned upon him suddenly that {
woman was weeping bitterly somewhere
near.
"What is the matterp' he asked; anG
then Mrs. Gotham, the boatman's wife
came forward.
"Our Jimmy's dying, Mr.. Ross" tn.
good woman answered, sobbing bitter
"; "and he has told that to the minis
ter which has broken his fathers hear
and mine! Oh, Mr.. Ross, don't know
how to tell you! Go upstairs and SCI
him yourself"
mo" interrupted Lady Cumnor
"let me tell you myself, Ross. Sil
Austen and Gotham are with the dying
boy. Let me tell you, my dear, for
am a guilty, wicked, jealous woman
Oh, Ross, Lean is innocent-she nevel
touched my childl''
II know i'll have always known
itv' cried impetuous Ross. II coult
as soon believe that saint would com
nit murder as that my beautiful Lean
would.''
He looked as he felt, terribly agitat
ed, when Lady Cumnor, forgetting he,
pride, knelt down by his side, and will
tears streaming down her face, said:
"Can you ever forgive me, Ross? b.
my violence and passion, by my bitte1
jealousy and dislike, have almos
caused your death and Leans. VIII
you ever forgive mep''
He raised her and kissed her.
Il forgive you," he said, simply. ..
freely forgive you, for you have suf
fered much. What is it about the boyp'