Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1884-04-17
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BY JESSIE FoTHERGILL.
Author OF zone OF z hree," Probation" "Ihs
Helfe,ds." Etc.
CHAPTER yIII.-CoNrISUEp.
81 have not deserved such happi-
ness said Philip. and the answer was
another smile. : : x q
Then it was over
The glory and the dream.
The train stopped; there was noise.
hustle. shouting, talking. They Joined
their friends, went out OF the station in
to the busy street and the lamplight.
Then came that prosaic vehicle, the
omnibus. in which Philip contrived to
be seated next to Angela Half way
home, he heard her voice in low tone:
.'Philip, Don't move. Look as if
we were talking about. nothing in par
ticular. I want to tell you something"
IS Yes; can hear. What is it?''
IS don't want you to speak about
what we have been talking about to-
night. You know. there is nothing set
tied, nothing decided. 1t would make
me sol don't know WHAT could not
stand it. if it were looked upon as a
fat occomplt.'
81 will do just as you like, and not
mention it to any one, unless you wish
~ Jul PiaSeS-you "ou1u uot uiHu
"No, no. indeed Grace must know
it. 1t can not be helped. But make
her promise that il goes no further.
You can make her promise anything,
you know
81 will. You may trust to me-"
"Oh. dear! How tired I am. and
hour Sfnr.iA hos hnaprf o:o nI
Angela. flinging herself on the couch.
see ii my dress is damaged. 1t really
was much too good for such an expedi-
ton as this
Mabelle complied with the bshest in
silence. Angela stood up again, and
carefully examined her dress all round.
mot so, bad as I feared. Luckily
Philip and had q 1first-class compart-
ment all to ourselves, and"
s. Philip and you? You speak very
Familiarity of him, Angela
sDo I? must be careful, and hope
he will be careful, too; he is rather rash
and laundering. Did l not tell you he
was going to propose to me2 / never
was deceived yet IN thing like that,
and | was not tonight. He did pro-
pose: and to hear him it might have
been matter of lie and DEATH
He proposed And you, Angela,
what did you say?"
II said would think about it,
"Oh." Mabelle's hands were clasped
with nervous tightness together; her
eyes were fixed apprehensively on her
sister. lyon know, Angela, he is not
like the men we used to meet
Il should think not, indeed! The
men we used to meet were not quite so
gaucle and abrupt in their manners as
Philip Massey, and j
"But.not one had & warmer heart;
there was notoue of all our friends who
was as good as he U.s." said Mabelle.
desperately. ..Do tell me the TRUTH
she added, with almost sob of sup
pressed emotion. You don't mean
that you are only amusing yourself with
him, Angela? You would not be SO
cruel, and $3.50 base!''
.sPshaw! How excited you get! You
are almost as bad as himself. / will
tell you the simple truth. child. / hate
this lie we are leading as I never hated
anything before, and as can never
hate anything again; and would do
almost anything to get'olt of it-any-
thing not downright wicked, you know.
As for warm hearts. and that. they
are often "a great bore. Philip Massey
is not the man / would have chosen
for my husband had / had any choice
given me, but he is desperately in love
with me, poor fellow" with a swceter
smile than ever land can make him
do exactly as l please by judicious
management / have promised moth
ing, remember that; and / intend to
promise nothing until l know what his
positiop is. and shat his prospects are.
Then shah fiecSde ;Tazfd il what he of
t tss. me- !, Ssse es:sf than this will
If not, you will tell him candidly
that YOU do not care for him, and can
not marry him. said her sister, breath
lessly. ''Of course you will say that.
dear Angela, won't you?'
.sOh yes-I suppose sos But I'm
tired of considering what l will do; and |
as for Won. YOU are much too young to
NEEDLE with such things. and had much |
befterbe thinking about your lessons. |
Where are you going3 1t is not bed
time yet. -
II am tired; good night, said Ma
belle, as she escaped from the room.
leaving Angela to reflect npon the hest
means 81 utilizing her conquest; while
she, Mabelle. covering her face with
the bed-clothes. wept as If her heart
v,ould break. and as if no length OF
time could ever quench the source OF her