The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-05-24

against the table. and bent her gaze earnestly down~ ard. AS though the color of her shoe-strings ~ere 10 her by tar the mos; interesting subject in the world
 My masters be hanged - cued aagnly. or rather le, them be bleSi. slnce they have hroGgh; us ,osethei after these months of agony. 70 me at leas; l mean. But could never have lam down Tn my grave without telling yca that my hear; Is full. qai;e tu!l ef you alone tha, there have been no flowers, ar.i TO birds. and no sunshine since you leh that have "a short. that have been fool and. kle.ne Ease. wlll you come home ro~ Msu you eon.e home ~ith me CT are you so happy n shis great faris that you can eo without those sho love yoa :"
 H.lda bent her head lower for mo- nseni. as though io examine her shoe more closely there was a struggle in her ia but before had ;jFue ,o ask msse.i what !, meant. she had thrown her fnasl,n apron over her iaoe and burst in,o stormy tears
 My recollection os aha; toliosed IS bassial but indis;irc; , remember only that ihe space het~c u ~as cleared m a moment. thai my hrsi kiss was pressed or se; cheek. and that presently ae were seated sldc y Side n he eaaape. on the iep oi don't kaow many port ioilos and loose ske;1he>. absolutely sn d'fferen, to ,he skeleton who sat beside as cheek by o~l. ara absolutely iosset- flu, 0i Ihe lapse of tune There was 90 e A | 10 dfS. so many mysienrs "a he sNpla,n cd, shAi ihe dusk began ,o ial si,hoat our Ano~sng Il.
 basehen. Bsse hen. i sad repraAeh h. fully. you ml9h, have come to my unJ e. instead oi tlyng oH alone ,e strange eounuies and leaving us eapnsed ;o mortal teIrors. D.d you never ,htnk of corning ,o my uncle =
 ,hguk Q: | o;ten. she Anxwefed, sqaes,ine up her pretty apron inio 4n uu. stgh,ly roll. ha, you ~efc there you kno~
 II Bu, ~as your slave. would have protected you. l would have dicd for yoa
 But n the meantime soa were rude 10 me you ~cn, ou, oi my say. you oh. Gustav ho~ ~as Il ;hA, soa never aess- cd my seere;
 ' B-caasc arr tooI, suppose. or 6ecaase WAS too busy in hiding my own
 !, mus; have been the same ~,,h me. sud Hslda refee,Hely iio~ lever se have been. eousun Ho~ ~eil ~e have hidden our secrets from each ether So well. thA, we nigh, never have found them again never. never 's
 And that is ~hy you dld not come ,o my an1ie '
 !" Ina, IS ~hy ! ca4il 10, take my seCre. to that hoase. you know so | thought t best ia go far a~ay from every body .
 Far away from every body Helpless b,esk kbcAd that ~as 1; was my im- Dc lle shoepishness. quito AS much ,s her >;epmo'het' stuck. winch had dr1ven Ter Lar away from everybody Bat then. hoS ea4ld ever, nnalded, have hit apon the eaaaa2g .naA.c isieA that she aataAl, lo.ed me
 And ,heu ~e talked Of thc linen shop aud the uncle, oi ,he erAyfsh she had not eaten. and the ant-hil ! had efa~led over while l vAic he'd for her And | learned iha; she had managed to ge, living by her embroidery. in winch she clied. and ,aA, once or i~loe her face had been used tn picture. for there vas a deAf;h oi far heads as; then among he models oi the artlsue world hg; should never have done t fl l had no, been so hungry." ssid l.ldA. with shake of her i'asen head. g fof people tn farls arc no, like what they are a, home. Gustav
 Ant have you sat before n ,hA siudlo asked ~i'h A sudden alarmed recollection of jerome app4nl laugh an l res Aless speeehes.
 %a but Monsaeul oa, hoa has en- g@sei ne fof three s.,anes ihis ~as so oe The atst to-day.
 Ara sha.. 3e inc i4st ned vehem cr'ly oJ cAsnoi 4t ta ,he,e mon s;ers We haze donc ~fh he s,aAio golnE nome together ltAsf hen, 10 lhe une.e and the co.nter and the yard fne4sefe. and me iiaea 5Aes Gene away
 A terror had rushed OCT ne a, the anticipation ot The painlefs return Wat fo!iy had se2..d ne to Anger here s7 ieng
 And as, as ~e sro,s from 'he sof4 ,he doc: opened, and l4niche. ~uh his hal very much OF one a.dc of h4s head. stood m ,he door~ay
 " Tlens. cens. he sAld des ,oar- iereli-s What an agreeable sarprtse Have they flown IT oy the ~saaow Ah, see As he came nearer erofne's inslp.d Gretchen bur the pictsfe ~ill fAll ie paa.re Aephisto has no, chance beside her. she Is no: seAf iaslpsd enough" = A, ne ssgh, oi his fsshed face and Sh.ning eyes, HildA shrxnk ,rern ping n my de
 Good ever sng, Monsieur I-Aniche. sad ~sta ali Inc ieiness could com Fnand. ny coesla and arc gong home. D pray le; as pask
 had drawn her hard through my arm. 4ra n sde sssaasbg fer 'he door be; Lar a- eSct-1 ay efnk. w4s not ~ essily ao, I'd Of
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