The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-04-26

by mere chance through the power of attraction
Of a strange woman, who had recalled her more
.vlvdy to his memory than any one had ever
done before-now that he had found her. he had
found her-how! AS a singer in Dutch cafe
ehantant. Oh! it was hard; it was the most cruel
blow that had ever fallen upon the man in all his
thirty and-two years of life
lie never heSitated, even while he stood under
the summernight sky battling with himself: he
would wait; he would make her explain one way
or the other After this night uncertainty and
doubt should be at an end, and he would be
either in Paradise or in hopeless WEAKNESS which
would last until his life's end. Yes, he would
wait and presently she came out, not through
the cafe, but by private door, and passed him
by without look. But Liddell strobe after her
and touched her shoulder. Baby" he said The
girl started violently and stood staring at him.
"Chariem she exclaimed.
Lddell took hold of her hand very tenderly
ooh, Baby! how could you sing my song thereW
Have you been there!n shivering.
Yes. Shall L tell you franklywhyf Because
saw at my hotel this morning lady who re
minded me of you | went Just for the pleasure
of looking at her, And then l saw you and
heard we'll" Trying to keep the triumphant
ring out of his voice and succeeding very badly
We'll heard as plainly as your voice could tell
that got that cruel letter three years ago..
"Oh, not was not that" half turning away
from him and looking through the night to the
lights twinkling along the river.
Then why was it? No, l will not let you go
until you have told me, as she triedto draw her
hand from his.
'Then will tell you" she answered, land
then you will be cured, thoroughly and efectu
ally cured of any love which may yet be ling
erlng in your heart for me. You know that
lived all my life with Aunt Nary"
Yes, and when she died you threw me over.
Did you think l should care that she had no
money TO leave you?"
''Oh. no; l always told you Aunt Maly's in
cd Io,. u hot cha IiA1
she left letter for me telling me the truth
about my father, of whom | knew nothing ex-
cept that he died in Australia when l was very
young"
''Well2r
''Well" she turned sharply round and fairly
flashed out her next words. 'Well my father
was transported for forgery, and died by his own
hand before he had been in Australia month
there"
Lddell kept her hand more firmly than before.
''YOu might have given me the chance of show
ing you loved you, in spite of your fathers sins
and shortcomings" he said gently; but, tell me,
is that all that you have put between usF
''All! Is it not enough2" she asked. Besides
there is that place, pointing in the direction of
the cafe.
my Baby could you not find something to do
better than that!" he asked, ignoring her ques-
ton.
1T is hard to want-bread," she answered
Il believe, he asserted lit is harder to want
love. 1t is true, l would rather you had had a
father who behaved himself properly, and that
you had not sung in a cafe chantant for your
very bread and yet, putting his arm round her
and drawing her to him, Il have loved you
all my life, and these are evils we can
bury decently out of sight forever. if
we try. wish you had trusted me at the first,
for, a matter of fact, though l could hardly be
such cad as to throw the knowledge in your
face. have known all about your father ever
since l was a lad; for it happened to be my
fathers name he took for his experiments And
now" speaking very sternly and giving her a
little shake; let me tell you l shall not give you
the chance of losing yourself again, Miss Mel
SON."
Il don't want to lose myself any more" said
Miss Nelson meekly