Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1884-06-26
over CeIia's lovely face.

| Ill do not understand II, she
said, looking at Gray with wide eyes
Mamma says she has come across Pro.
fessor Van Thiel at last at Mrs. Moy.
les musicale, and that she has pre-
vailed upon him to accompany her and
papa home. What does she meani
Are there two Professor Van Thiel's2
Grsys's face was deadly pale, and
rising to his feet; he took an invol.
untsry step forward, his hands appeal
ingly outstretched.
"For Gods sake, Celia, do not Judge
me too harshlyl" heexclaimed, hoarse.
lly. Il loved you'll loved you-and
did not think of the monstrous wrong
was doing"
In the intensity of his shame and
emotion he spoke in English, and thus
! added to Celia's bewilderment.
81 am not Professor Van Thiel at
all, " he went on, not sparlng himself
in the least, riffs of red and white
crossing his face, "but a mean, weak,
cowardly imposter! Oh, forgive me
Celia, l have done you a grlevous
wrong, but it was through excess of
love for you."
"Do not come near MEL she ex-
claimed, with flashing eyes. "How
dare you talk to me of love-you, who
are so low and contemplate enoug gh to
sail under such false colors?"
"I could not bear the thought of
losing you, Ce-Miss Warner" he said,
mlserably. Cant you understand?"
"No; 1 confess such logic is beyond
my feeble comprehension" she said
with cutting sarcasm. "I cannot see
how you have gained anything by
your insolent deception. You will
oblige me by leaving the house i'm
mediately."
"Your wishes shall be obeyed, Miss
Warner" he said proudly, his
eyes burning fercely with resentment
and bitter anguish of mind.
AS he passed through the hall ten
minutes later for the last time as he
thought, he could not resist a sudden
wild impulse to look once more upon
the girl for whose love he had dared
SO much, all.
She had thrown herself upon a sofa
In paroxism of grief, and was Sob
olng as if her heart would break.
"You do love me, after all!' Gray
cried, a triumphant ring in his voice,
as he gathered her TO his heart despite
her feeble resistance. II was almost
sure of 1t! Oh. my darling, do not
let your pride separate us now
"Yes, | do love you, Max, she sobed,
and the admission came reluctantly, as
if against her better judgment. "And
oh! it nearly broke my heart when
you told me that you weren't Professor
Van Thiel." .
"What's in a name2" he retorted.
Am l not the same even if my
name is Gray Clement, instead of
Professor Max Van Thiel? Will you
not try to forgive me dear?' plead.
ngly.
"You do not deserve it." she said,
but suppose must for I cannot
give you up, Mr.. Gray-though you
IRE not at all what my fancy painted
you.'
"But l will try so hard to improve
le said earnestly; then he added art.
ully: "With you as nv example,
larling l will become a perfect para.
ION before long"
The real Professor Max Van Thiel
'roved to be fat, jolly and forty, an
ccomplished musician, who knew even
ess than Gray about theology and bot
ny. When he heard how Gray
nasqueraded for whole month under
is name, his amusement was un.
Even Mrs. Warner, scandalized as
he felt, was won over through Celia's
leadings and Gray's refined, gentle
lanly appearance and unquestionable
onnections.
Many of Mrs. Gray Clements friends
Tho are not in the secret of the roman
C way in which she had been wooed
nd won, wonder why she sometimes
alls her husband "The Professor"