The Douglas independent. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 187?-1885, 1883-04-07

nef eyes TO heaven and cried:
May God help yonl-may God watch
over you!"
The little one did not know much; she
would never study. But she had grown
tall and beautiful. At that hour she was
lovely as an angel. And Igreat clumsy
brute that Was-I was crazy about her.
/ married her, and I was happy mad
II happy. Even now, in spite of all she
has done, when think of that bliss. 1t
makes me tremble inlevery limb. ] had
worked so hard, so constantly, that even
while paying her board, I had beer able
to lay something aside. Ali daniel /
had no high living in those days; and I.
ate more bread than I did anything else.
But when she left the church she found
waiting for her a complete housekeeping
set-a neat, clean, cheerful home. I had
done the best could.
And when we went out on Sundays,
she leaning upon my arm-Lordl how
proud of her I wasl How everybody
turned round to look at usl But, then,
you have no idea how beautiful she was!
All! she was wonder-a marvel of Gods
creation--I could not describe her!
My friends knew of her already, while
she was with the Sisters. I could not
keep my adventure to myself; I told
everybody, like the big fool was.
She had kept her Gypsy name. Her
skin was golden as a mandarine's. Some
fools called her black. Then they ended
by nicknaming her La Tarpiaude on ae-
| count of her brown skin; and she was
the first to laugh when my friends called
her by that name.
How happy I wasl
But, tell you, paid dearly for that
| happiness; for I had terrible time of il
afterwards. Need I tell you that kept
on working as hard as ever-yea, working
bevond my strengthen order to pet her,
| to spoil her, to get her everything she
| always fretted me In the midst of my
| JOY. She was as lazy as dormouse; -
had no idea of putting her ten fingers to
| day but reading trashy books, without
even taking the trouble to mend her own
dresses. And greedy!-and liar! It
was 40 use trying not to see it-no use
having web over your eyes Though I
was really drunK with love-blind drunk,
though she could make me zee stars at
| midday, still could not help seeing how
| disorderly her life was. But used to
say to myself: she will change for the
better as sne grows older. And used to
| think if the good God should send us q
| child, she would have to take charge of
it, and that would make her better
woman Luckily for me we never had q
child! What would such child have
been2 0 misery!
/ That happiness lasted two years-two
years that passed as quickly as two days.
| Now it is the hours that drag along as
slowly as if they were years.
/ Already several times, when I came
home. had not found her there. No
dinner ready-the house all dismal, and
empty, and cold. 1t was very trying. A
/ moment later she would come In, all out
of breath, and excuse herself by saying
| she had been taking walk with some of
her girl-friends. Still I didn't say any
thing You see, whenever I found fault
with her, she would pout, snd then it
was I who was in the wrong, and I had to
beg her pardon.
But one evening she was out much
later than usual; and I was at the win
dow watching for her TO come. At last I
saw her shape at the corner of the street;
but, at the same time, / fancied that she
was not alone. thought I saw O man
with her. I knew that man! A man they
called Dalto,- Calabrian, IA handsome
fellow he was!-who used to work at the
wharf with me. It was only for moment
like flash. The shadow Of the man
disappeared; and La Tarpiaude, bursting
into the room like summer breeze,
flung her arms about my neck. I must
have been mistaken Men like me
are made to make mistakes, it seems,
and to be deceived, when they love any
body.
| Next day when!I went down to the
port, fancied that Dalto Stunned me-
anyhow, whenever looked at him he
turned lis head away and seemed embar-
assed And the same evening he quit
work before the rest of US. Ny blood
had been boiling all day; my mind was
| full of suspicious. The mere sight of
Da1to filed me with silent rage. I felt
like leaping upon him and strangling
him with my hands. It seemed as if he
knew how I felt; for he kept at distance
from me. When saw him going away,
I could not stand it any longer. I had
| TO be cautious about it; for he seemed to
be afraid of something. and every now
and then stopped to look behind him. /
crept along, edging the houses. It was
springtime; but the sun sank rapidly,
and it was soon dark. Dalto kept on
quickened his pace; followed, and came
closer to him.
/ And all the while was blaming my
self. It seemed to me that was doing
wrong in spying the woman loved-the
child had picked up in the snow, and
made my wife.
Misere de Dleul Dalto stopped, and q
creature came to him. It was she!-It
was La Tarpiaude,
And she threw her arms about his
neck. just as she had done with me
only the evening before, when she came
In late.
/ was about TO spring forward, but con-
strained myself, by tremendous effort.
wanted to know all.
She had taken his arm and was
walking along with him, lolling upon
him, laying her cheek upon his shoulder.
just as with me! Just the same thing
It was at the quinconces-among the
trees and flowers. The promenade was
deserted, for the weather was still cool:
the trees which overshadowed the walks
gave me q good chance to follow them
closely. I never lost q single movement.
Every moment they kissed each other,
and the sound of their kisses felt to me as
though something burned me to the very
marrow of my bones. bit my lips-I
buried my fngernails in my breast. But
still followed them They sat down
upon o bench; and I hid behind q