Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1885-04-20


speeches. don't know what you mean
by it. lou will allow me- If you please,
to wish you good evening
But he springs after her, and detains
her with his encircling arm.
Don't, don't be angry Kitty, dear
est, forgive me only mean am
wrong. all wrong, in thinking you cared
for me9"
You must not hold me. she says,
breathlessly. She is pale and trembling,
and her eyes flash into his with speech
deeper than words. 'sOh, Jack, you
have stabbed me to the hearth Let me
60 away, now, and hide my wound Let
me gol' She breaks into q sudden pas
sion of tears. what does il matter
now, whether cared for you2 You'll
you had ever loved me-you could never
speak such wordsp'
81 do love youln he cries. almost wild
IL. 'sYou are not going from me in this
way. Kitty, before God love you! /
ask you now to be my wife. Let us be
married this very night-before we part
Come with me now if you love me-
his voice breaks in hurried pleading
.'if you love me enough to take me for
your husband
But her imprisoned sobbing does not
check itself. In answer to his continued
urging, she says, at last, brokenly:
'sOh, don'tl What is the use9 /
know what you feel for me. ONLY pity,
Jack ! Only sorrow because you have
hurt me You are kind-but I can't
marry you on that feeling. Oh, how
little you have known me, Jack! How
little we have known each otherl Will
you do something for me, dear-the
only thing in Gods world you can do
now ?"
..Oh, Kitty!u
"Well, go!' she says, vehemently.
GO! Give me few minutes here by
myself. ! have to face the public
drying her eyes quickly-"T have to face
the public, and must have time TO get
quiet. Jack, alls over between us. All,
as much as if we had never nett And
IF you will only leave mel"
''Dear, | will. am going! To-mor-
row shall come to your house. All,
Kitty, il you think we two can ever part
and be strangers"
81 won't see you. Jack, " she answers,
quickly; ''you may as well know that.
will never see you again, if can help
it."
''But you can't help it's he rstorts,
laughing almost joyously; and then he
takes her In his arms and kisses her, but
his kiss falls only on her braided hair.
Her face is averted, and she struggles
away from his clasp.
And Jack Tremaine7 His journey
downtown, when he parts from Kitty,
is more like a wild fight than the usual
progress of gentleman of leisure. He
is going to his home full of an impend-
ing change in his life-excited, elated,
now that his mind is at the utmost alti-
tude of a generous lover. However, at
the very doorstep, almost, Fate meets
him with a sudden check, as he divests
himself of his oyercoat, IN the lower
hall, his sister Lydia, always his favor
lite, descends to meet him, pale and tear
full, and lays her pretty head against his
shoulder.
s'Dear Jack, such sad, sad news!' she
whispers. Poor grandfather is dying,
and we have all been sent for. We must
start at nine o'clock tonight"
For CIeveland2p asks Jack, in tone
that plainly adds, impossible" But
there is no help for it. He takes time.
however, to write long, impassioned
letter to Kitty. 1t will reach her in the
morning, he thinks, tenderly, as he de-
posts it in the nearest pillar-box. SIN
any case, shall only stay few days in
Cleveland"
But the few days lengthens into few
weeks, aud more than month has passed
before Jack returns from the sad duty to
which he had been summoned. The
death of his grandfather has left him a
large estate in Cleveland, and with it
hundred new cares and responsibilities;
but he has come back TO New York full
of one care, of one responsibility, that
has grown to be 8 sacred trust. He he's
heard no word from Kitty in all this
time, no news except that the company
she sang in has gone upon the road. =
At the house, In Ninth avenue, the poor,
shabby rooms, where the careworn moth
er greeted him kindly and the children
welcomed him with shouts of Joy, he
learned that they had heard from Kitty
as far as Rochester; she had written and
sent money, but it was almost ten days
ago.
.sAnd I'm beginning to be uneasy,
the mother said. 'sShe mostly sends us
two or three letters week; and IL is not
like Kitty to be neglectful I'm hoping
there'll be word tomorrow
Mr.. Tremaine replied with hopeful
words of encouragement, and, distribut-
inc q little shower of silver among the
boys. was of to look for Kitty.
At Rochester he learned that the
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