New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1882-06-11


What have to say is she rejoined. that every
thing between us must harder for me Won meant
my all Of life ..,,;,,, ,,os about mo, be
Some one has Deeh telihs HeS a'"u' nv ~
1t is YOU who have not told the truth. she said
with perfect quietude . A.. .ho
Hida.' he cried. 4 have acted meanly to YOU
but this shall never happen in the future: ~,
For us two together she answered, there WILL
be no future
You can't mean thatv
What else should | mean l love you
ness IN the hands of man who could deceive me
twice l forgive you love you, but trust you no
Outside the birds sang on through the still even
ing; the air of the room was heavy with the scent
of roses. or
don't begin tc know how love you
Perhaps not She answered 9 but mean what
have said,
Hilda, till met you it seems to me that really
never lived Won must show Inc some pity.
He threw himself on his knees before her, caught
her hands and kissed them. ,..
Do You really mean what you say he asked.
his voice trembling. The man was IN earnest at
Yes she answered sadly and unwaveringly, L
mean it most absolutely. 81,
Then | must abide by your decision, he said,
He had got as far as the door when she called HIM
Don't be too angry with me- she said laying her
hands in his; kiss me-
lie ala kiss heI long and very passionately then
he left the ROOM left the house, left the village,
and reached London by late train. bringing real
grief in his sham griets stead. Resolved on dong
something desperate he cast himself at the feet OF
the beautiful Miss SandfOrd; DuJ 10 MS suIprlsc
she did not appreciate her happiness
never believed all the fine things you said, she
remarked. | knew you 10 be nlrt; DuJ you
amused me- and for that am grateful
He went away very considerably hum0led. Inc
real grief unlike the sham one, was totally useless
1t inspired no poem; 1t stimulated to no pleasant
dirtatiOns il lay at Mr. ClarksOn's heart "A great,
heavy, unrcmoyable weight. Like a wounded
ANIMAL he summed his fellows. lie Thought grimIy
to himself as he rOamed about the London streets,
now grown to him so drcary that at last he kLe"
what the real thing was.
In tue course OF month or two, there came 10
HIM "a desire in some way 10 90 something WIlch
might at least tighten the gloom that wrapt MN
round I've spoilt my own life. he unused, sun IL
might turn TO some good account LOT others; nave
money, and great sympathy with the people ana
they need both. To spend my life helping them Is
what Hilda would approve OF II she knew IL, anu
that is what will do
ton; for he was perfectly in earnest. stu the man
had been so IN the habit OF posing that he coud not
help at first surveying himself with niue meiah-
rhoIv satisfaction as the peoples helper, given to
them bv great sorrow. When he got really INTO MS
work however, he ceased tins sort OF exhibition
Things seemed to HIM too serious To incline nm 10
strike an attitude before them For the hrst time he
forgot himself in view OF other people caiailIieS.
Truly his labOTs were not hght anu ne ielJ NO
disposition to toy with his work as once he had
toyed with love. Daily he rsked his lie sometimes
from interfering to protect some woman ron ro, .nS
long night watches beside wretch III OF some
frIghttuI contagious disorder. He held not his
own life dear unto HIM ana perhaps II was l15 tn'
reason that he came alive out of every peril Olen'
before the world was well awake he womb return
home from night passed beside the dying ohly 70
snatch little sleep and go f0Tth again 10 MS sell
imnosed tasks He saw sights and heard sounds be-
lore " hich less determined spirit would have
quailed but his strong purpose uPhSla nlin;i ,.
Among his many friends at the East-enu was
family of the name of White. Mrs White was
widow. She let cheap lodgings. Her eldest chld,
sara. added TO their small income by playing
humble parts at East-end theatres. enc was
good girl this Sara, with laughing blue eyes,
nrettily-shaped sensitive face and great deal OF
| fair hair.
.Its NOT sir because some folks never look where
they are going and drag their skirts through every
puddle they can. that Others can't walk III Clean
GaTkson became very fond of sara-not at all in
sentimental way; he had quiz done Mltn ,maY f
regarded her more as father mlent Ies-Ii d peV
| child She believed in him. too; ana that was nice
Often on fine Sundays, would ne come ana take Ier
| of to Richmond or kew, or somewhere "ueIe Sht
! could gather wild flowers IN the season oil
them. 70 see her pleasure always pleased him.
Mrs White herself was not at all an ill-meanins
! voman She was shocBng,y untIdY, though, IN heI
| appearance; and she had a temper OF her own
! One gray october Sunday afternoon Mr.. Clarkson
| found himself after two months absence on his
I simmer holiday. again near Mrs. Whites house.
1t was a depressing day. and at Its most depressed
time-between and o'clock. AS ne walked
| down the dingv streets with the dirty houses on
| either side OF hlm-houses that had look OF grim
content about them, a. lftheY had now grown proud
NJ their dirt and would not II they could, be dller-
! en.-I saw as he walked along. smoking q very
good cigar he heard the melancholy cry OF Water
| crosses; fine water-cresseS. .
| In front of him. with n short clay pipe III his
! mouth man was forcing reluctant donkey
| drawing barrow, the contents OF which the driver
roarel out from time to time, IN voice suggesting
that he would speedily do violence 10 the paSoei ;
| Lv II they did not purchase his nuts and apples.
| Tang tang kept on all the time from What' 10
| iudgs by the sound, must have been very cracked
Mrs White resided at No. 10 Upper Poplar-row
wonder If at any time, any poplar had grown there
"a Nineteen was the dingest house in the row it
| certainly was thought GARRISON as he once more
| came in sight of it. The bell-handle was on ihe
| knocker had long parted from tne door. GARRISON
applied his walking stick. Mrs Whites voice could
! 70 go downstairs. do. Bob, you bad boy you're
enough to Kill me, that you are lake That. now
'n And d very evidently Mrs Whites hand came in
| contact with her OfsDrlngs face. Then followed
! hOwl-perhaps under the circumstances, nor
wholly unustiied-a sound OF feet hastily retreat
iug to lower regions; then the door opened anu us
| closed Mrs White. 1t cannot be SAID that her lace
| was clean Her dress In holes; IL was fasteneu
at the throat by a tawdry brooch. Once, however
She must have been quite pretty woman. -
IA cir. is il youi I'm glad TO see .yoq BACK
Snch worries as I've had-these people IN the trst
floor not paying their rent. III tell you what tnat
man is, sir. He's a nasty, low. good-i0r-nothlng
| rum-drinking fellow. And as for beer, he was az
nome one dav. and 1t was nothing bat send send
that young Bob to the Kings Head round the coTne,
for pints OF half-and-half TILL the chf got tha'
tinev with the sips he took going, that assure you
| but him to bed in a really dsgraceiul condition
| A. for his wife. she's better than he ls She'
! the kind of woman that / wouldn't trust for five
| minutes with slxpence Of my money-nO nor a
| penny neither"
| With this Mrs White, who had spoken at q
| breath paused What she had said had been dev
cred in the passage probably for the benefit OF bel