The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-04-25

once saggested), than face a pretty girl
IN tears, However, he was bound to go
tbro1uh with IL now so he nerved 4 IN
Golf and said Miss Biewsby. listen TO
me. never anticipated such a terrible
catastrophe. That dress! that vel! L
! am bound as n good churchman to earn
| estlv protest against it; and, what Is
more as a man. as a father" (here the
Bi>hop's voice p~erceptibly faltered). 81
have a serious wQSd to say" Kitty
/ rIasped her hands tightly and wassllent
in an instant. u was wrong; i have
. stood between YOU two; II regret 1t.
/ ONLY tell me that it is not too late TO
! prevent YOU taking this fearful step.
( No: do not speak; you will do me II
great favor if YOU wipe away a stain
I fbat-now DO listen" (kitty hadn't
/ said q word. she was frightened. PLEASE
! 90 home at once, and promise me to
take off those infer-infamous things,
promise YOU will not go to where L
! greive to learn some of your compan-
! ions have already gone; and on my honor
YOU shall marry my boy if you like. l
! swear-I mean I affirm it ;" and in his
excitement the Bishoptook both Kittys
hands and looked earnestly III her face.
But | vowed | would go tonight,
and everything is ready for me and you
! startle me so. Do you really mean
this ?" she added, somewhat p~leadingly
and timidlv.
" pledge you my word / am in ear
nest"
It's too good of YOU too good. Yes,
I'll go home" And then, for some UNI
heard-of 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.
Goodnight" he said as he stepped
out; 1--WE have made each to each q
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 iii-starred old
gentleman. As he came into the hal
and passed by the fatal pillar-box he saw
Julian stealing down stairs III a monks
robe, his feet in sandals, his waist girt
with a rope, a cowl drawn closely rounC
his handsome face, and a bedroom can
die in his hand. In a moment father
and son were face to face.
What, you, tool" cried the bishop
80 Julian, this is too much! | have
saved her; / may yet be in time to res
cue you. Julian you shall marry her!
And then In a hurried fashion he poured
out his story ending with And, nov
that / have promised, tell me to wha
vile seclusion the poor girl was going
and where you were about to bur,
yourself and break my old heart
Julian's eyes he'd danced with GO 2
he listened. In! he looked grave as b,
A.iswerea: Il cannot tell you how
thank you, father but don't let us hay
any more secrets. TheAe was no though
of vile seclusion nor of burials; she wa
going to take part in Lady Fanciful'
tableaus vivants tonight, and | comics
so was T.. We were both III the sam
picture, designed by Sir Rose Madden
! you know and nov / shall have to tr,
and get an understudy for hen
or cut out the nun altogether
j which will spoil the tableau. But, ia
i ther, she is such a dear. loyable girl
} and indeed / meant to work for her an
win her, and this was a pure accident
i We only met at rehearsal a week age
and made The fact ha
|, quarreled with her because she neve
! answered a most important lette
/ that
Don't say any more, my boy" sal
{ the Bishop, sadly; ''go to Lady Far
ciful's. There has been a-a mistak
somewhere. I'm glad it is all right
Goodnight; Julian" and then b
kissed his son and went into the study
That's all / know about it, and ] mus
J say that certain journals have cruel
! distorted the true facts of the case.