The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1884-08-21
CHAPTER III.
Such deeds of valor strong
That neither history or song
Can count them all.


Where is she?" he quickly asked.
You will find her in the little room
next to this, and all we have" replied
the sick man in feeble tone of voice.
Edith was sitting before the fireless
CRATE, lost in thought. Her large blue
eyes appeared much darker than they
really were, with the intensity of her
revery; her hands were clasped list
lessly in her lap; her face was pale al
most to ghastliness; her hair hung in
careless neglige over her shoulders,
and strayed in little wilfull tendrils of
gold over her smooth, chaste brow
She was picture for an artist to covet,
all unconscious as she was of it all.
A light, soft tap came at the door.
Her calm and Indifferent Come in,
was followed by the entrance of her
fathers idolized friend, Eric Lennox
He noiselessly strobe to the opposite
side of the CRATE from which she was
sitting, and calmly folding his arms
waited for her to break the silence.
How is my father, now?" she asked,
in strangely calm tone, lifting her
magic eyes to his face as she spoke.
Not any better, poor child" he said
in pitying tones, answering the wistful,
soulful look.
And he will die, my fatherl" she ex-
claimed, tearlessly. "Ah! what, then,
will become of me?"
do not despair" he said, while his
look, his tone, weIe as tender as q
woman's to a suffering child. II have
left him to speak to you, for you have
it in your power to make his deathbed
very, very happy"
Il, Col Lennox!' the great sorrow
full eyes were turned upon him, now
filled with amazement. 1T is only you,
your coming, could do that"
"Partly, Edith; he has told me his
circumstances. and for your future he
is grieving, and surely breaking his
heart"
What a shy, half appealing express
sion stole into the beautiful eyes. How
the heart beat, and how restless the
hands became, as she said:
"Oh, no, no, not for me-he must
not can earn my own living"
"In what way, Edith? You are highly
educated, and accomplished, am we'll
aware from the letters have received
from your dear father; but if you think
of teaching"
ayes, L can teach"
Firstly, my child" said the soft
eloquent voice, his very soldiers soul
touched by her innocent inexperience,
teaching is very laborious work, and
very unsatisfactory; also, very hard to
get to do, even by experienced teachers,
and you would starve-literally starve,
before You could earn penny.
Secondly-beg pardon, my dear, but
am considerably older than you, and
this is no time for mere ceremony
your very youth and beauty stand dead
IN your way. No one having daughters
would take you to rival them; and nc
one having sons would want YOU"
The girl crimsoned to her brow and
shrank back, with sort of fear coming
into her eye, for she knew that the
words spoken so friendly were but toe
true.
She covered her face, almost cover.
ing. 1t was cruel-cruel of him to
force all of that on her now.
"Why do you bother me SO? 1 have
time enough to think of the impos-
sibilities when am left alone"
"Poor little one" Col. Lennox said,
bending forward and taking the two
little quivering hands in his strong
clasp. "You know not what you are
saying; you forget what began to say
and remember this, my child what i.