The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1884-04-24
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though this was their first interview.
| "Let me in, my dear Miss .Rlewsby
! must talk to you and at once, and as
| he got in he painted out "Home!" to the
| astonished coaehman, who had never
| seen Bishop in q hurry before. J.
''What does this all mean?"
30, I'm SO sorryw sobbed Sister Kit
ty, wiping her eyes with her veil. Il
never thought you would find it out,
and of course it was very wrong; but,
you see, they made me promise, and
there are other girls.I know there, and
what could, do? loved him sou
Now the Bishop would have vastly
preferred to have been preached to
death by wild c1lrates Gas Sydney Smith
once suggesteD, than face pretty girl
in tears, However, he was bound to go
through with it now: so he nerved him.
self and said "Miss Blewsby, listen to
me. never anticipated such a terrible
catastrophe. That dress! that veil! I
am bound as a good churchman to earn
estly protest against it; and, what Is
more, as man, as a father" (here the
Bishops voice pcrceptibly faltered, II
have a serious word to say" Kitty
clasped her hands tightly and was silent
in an instant. II was wrong; [ have
stood between you two; II regret it.
Only tell me that it is not too lato to
prevent you taking this fearful step.
No; do not speak; you will do me a
great favor if you wipe away stain
tllat-now do listen" (Kitty hadn't
said word, she was frightened.) "Please
take off those infamous things,
promise you will not go to where
greive to learn some Of your compan-
ions have already gone; and on my honor
you shall marry my boy if you like. ]
swear-I mean affirm it," and in his
excitement the Bishop took both Kitty's
hands and looked earnestly in her face.
"But vowed I would go tonight,
and everything is ready for me and you
startle me so. Do you really mean
this?" she added, somewhat pleadingly
and timidly.
" pledge you my word I am in ear
nest"
cts too good of you--too good. Yes
I'll go home" And then, for some un-
heardof reason, Kitty cried again. and
the Bishop felt very awkward-so much
so that as they were passing his corner
he chucked the check string with a jerk
that almost pulled the coachman inside.
and threw the horses on their launches.
"Good-night," he said as he stepped
out; eve have made each to each d
promise. Keep yours, and Julian shall
come and see you Tomorrow" Then
he left her, and walked home feeling
that he had exercised the little demon
Another and still greater shock was,
however, in store for the ill-starred old
gentleman. As he came into the hall
and passed by the fatal pillar box he saw
Julian stealing down stairs in a monks
robe, his feet in sandals, his waist girt
with rope, a cowl drawn closely round
his handsome face, and bedroom can.
die in his hand. In q moment father
and son were face to face.
''What, you, tool" cried tho bishop
30 Julian, this is too much! I have
saved her; I may yet be in time to res
cue you. Julian you shall marry her!
And then in hurried fashion he poured
out his story ending with: "And. nov
that I have promised, tell me to VIVA
vile seclusion the poor girl was going
and where you were about to bury
yourself and break my old heart"
Julan's eyes had danced with joy az
he listened, but he looked grave as he
answered.: II cannot tell you how
thank you, father; but don't let us have
any more secrets. There was no thought
of vile seclusion nor of burials; she was
going to take part in Lady Fanciful's
tableaus wants tonight, and confess
so was I. We were both in the same
picture, designed by Sir Rose Nader:
you know; and now I shall have to try
and get an understudy for her,
or cut out the nun altogether
which will spoil the tableau. But, IA
Their, she is such. dear, lovable girl
and indeed meant to work for her and
win her, and this was pure accident
We only met at rehearsal week ago
and made it up. The fact is, I had
quarreled with her because she peve1
answered most important letter
that"
"Don't say any more, my boy" said
the Bishop, sadly; Ego to Lady Fan
ciful's. There has been "a mistake
somewhere. I'm glad it is all right
Good might; JULIAN and then ht
kissed his son and went into the study
That's all [ know about it, and must
say that certain journals have cruelty
distorted the true facts Of the case.