Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1884-04-10


| rs her eyes saak uIeasi1y beneath his,
and she felt her heart throb. On. il
there were but something she could
say-some word of warning she could
give him. Surely, surely it must be
right to do so. And yet to Willy one's
| own sister, ones only friend and pro-
tector, and to no purposei Philip was
in no mood to believe anything against
Angela. though an angel from Heaven
descended to reveal it to him.
No" he repeated: ..you are utterly
different. One would never suppose
you were sisters
People say that I am ike our
mother, and Angela Ike papa" said
Mabelle-
DO theya But she has been a
mother TO you. has she nota'
'.Ye-that is, have had no other
mother
lationship to you accounts for many
things said Philip. DO you like
coming into the woodss" he added.
sometimes; not to-day"
mo. Why?'
1--WE don't seem united. It is not a
pleasant party. No one is enjoying it,
ESpttSI
. Philips eyes haunting her; miserable,
oppressed, helpless.
DO you think YOUR sister would sing
If you asked heH'' said Philip. Il
think it would be so delightful. out here
in the pinewood; and her voice is so
lovely. | am sure she could
..I-don't-know," said Mabelle,
slowly.
IF you were to ask..her,'' he urged.
'.I-why should she sing for nv ask
lng2"
Because you can do anything with
her. She SAYS so. She told me So I
can refuse her nothing-my little Ma
belle those were her words
Mabelle's lips frightened; her face
flushed violently: tears of shame,
anger, humiliation. rushed to her ewes.
won't you ask herr" he pursued
''After lunch" said MabeIle. gently.
"WeIl -when you think BEST he re-
piled. reluctantly. and he remained in
his place beside NabeIIe till the meal
was over.
1t was not an inspiriting repast.
Grace Massey drew Luise Berghaus to
her, and they sat together gossiping
about their different teachers and pro-
fessors at school and college. In vain
Hermann tried to join in the converse
ton. He was sent away rebuffed and
diSconSolate. Thekla Berghaus, con-
trary to her usual frank. genial way of
doing her best to entertain the whole
party, was flirting openly and exclu-
sively with the most inane of her broth
er's friends, talking wild and f1ippant
nonsense, for which she would proba-
bly, blush when she recalled it to her
mind during the night watches, and
laughing now and then at. not with. her
companion. Philip and Mabelle were side
by side under the beech tree; silent, both;
he engrossed IN observing Angela, she
with heart as heavy Us lead, and with
tears flooding her eyes, so that she
scarcely dared lift them Angela was
the only one OF the party who appeared
to enjoy it thoroughly.
Hermann BerghauS, rebuffed by
Grace, had sought consolation with Miss
Fairfax, and she was amusing herself.
and very well content III the conscious
ness that she absorbed the attention of
two nenpf the party. while a third one
saw nothing of all that surrounded him
except herself, and wished for nothing
but glance from her eyes or a word
from her lips.
Well-he shall have it-some time
she decided within herself.
And this lunch was consumed. It
was like ashes. bitter to the taste of
some of the party; and thus the after
noon hours dragged on Mabelle kept
her promise: she asked Angela to sing.
Angela proved gracious, and complied
with the request. They all had tea ut
an old b!ack-and-white farmhouse in
field, and when dusk was falling. and
the stars coming out, and the last song
of the latest bird was hushed, they
strolled through the scented lanes.
toward the village and the station
again.