The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1885-09-12

less severe and the teacher OPINION OF
the girls escapade was very, very diff
ferent indeed from the fact that the
party had kept together and that two
of the quartet were brother and sister.
Indeed Kate Carney, the defiant
schoolgirl had been sent home so often
that the faculty had seriously debated
the necessity of refusing her readmis-
sion in November after her suspension
in October, but Miss Chesterfield had
stoutly pleaded for her She had ar
gued thus: The girl has no mother.
Turned loose to hotel-life, should feel
personally responsible if harm came to
her Just now. She is warm-hearted,
trustful and without a thought of evil.
1t might be much worse. Try her once
more, and let me take all the care and
responsibility. Tell her guardian THIS.
| may not succeed; but, with your per-
mission, | will try.
So Kate had returned and as a pun
ishment for Ter transgressions her
uncle Tom had kept her at the institu-
ton during the Christmas holidays.
Miss Chesterlield's vigilance had been
so far rewarded, Only these two fla
grant breaches of discipline had oc-
Cured: Once during the Christmas
holidays, when Miss Chesterfield was
away, and the other the moonlight
sleighride. both the result of harmless
high spirits. These had only COM
promised herself and her roommate,
whereas, during her first two years at
the seminary she had not only been in
constant trouble herself, but on each
occasion managed to draw in with her
from six to a dozen companions and as
many college lads.
AS the teacher sat there in the win
dow, the tears trickling through her
fingers, she did not hear the door close
after Caroline as she tripped lightly
out. She forgot that it was cold; forgot
that it was winter; forgot the necessity
for present action, and seemed to be
sitting for that last time on the door
steps at home in his fayorite rose-tinted
dress, with the soft, white cashmere
wrap living across her shoulders, her
golden hair pressed smoothly down
upon her check and gathered up in
shining braids behind after the fashion
of the day, fashion that her dear, dead
mothers hand knew so well how to ad-
Just. Another sat beside her, and into
his dark eyes she dared not look. They
had been very silent. And then he
ia sed with tender touch the spray of
bleeding hearts" she had fastened at
her throat, and said: The Indians
wear the ScaIps Of their victims fastened
to their belts; you carry the hearts of
yours slung at your breast-pin." Next
he rose, laid a reycrent hand upon her
shining head Git did shine them and
said: 'Farewell"' adding, Ruth, you
have never kissed me. VIII YOU kiss
me now Just one gOod-by?n She had
kissed him and watched him down the
path in the soft May moonlight, a little
shivering sigh of the breezes running
through the tops OF the evergreens.
Then she ran upstairs, and cried, and
rocked herself to and fro, and she had
prayed to see her way more clearly
had dgOHjyGd in prayer-had risen and
stumbled blindly on Just the same as if
she had never prayed at all And they
had never met again, and never would.
And all the sweet old songs he loved
were out of fashion long ago-dear
Bonnie Doom" and beautiful 10
rena." She felt just now as if her
heart must break, and one quick sob
escaped her before she quite remem-
bered where she was. Dropping her
hands, she looked up to find Kate Car
ney's astonished eyes regarding her in
blank dismav.
Miss Chesterfield, what is it? Are
you crying for what | said? 0, Miss
forgive mel didn't know;
| was 50 angry! Don't cry, Miss Ches-
terrified, and | won't let VIII come in to-
night, nor ever. I'll be good as long as
| possibly can, if you only won't cry"
For the teachers hands again covered
her face, and her frame quivered with
the overflow OF emotion. Making an
effort Miss Chesterfield soon raised her
head, and, taking Hates hand between
both her own, she said, with a faint
smile, Il can not talk to YOU to day. |
will some time, and soon. No, don't
let viii in tonight. But you and Car
oline and Fanny come to my room, and
we Il persuade Mrs. Dolittle to let us
pull some candy in the kitchen. 1t is
just the weather for candy-pull."
Kissing Kate glowing cheek, she passed
out and to her own room, where to wei
come her asilver-thrOated canary trilled
out, Tell it-tell it-tell it--why-y-y-y
don't you tell it,"
And she did tell it.
For several days Miss Chesterfield was
confined to her room. She had taken
cold sitting in the window, and it had
never affected her so strangely before.
When perfectly still she was comforta-
bic, but when she raised her head, quick,
sharp pains dartcd about her brows and
eyes, and the well-known room spun
vaguely out into space. As she had al
ways declared, Kate Carney had a ten
der, ailectionate heart, and, feeling her
self partially responsible for the teach
er's indisposition, she was indefatigable
in her attentions studying at the bed
side, and attending to her slightest
wishes very gently and quietly. Now,
DIR. Parker had allowed her to sit up
little while yesterday, to be dressed to-
day, and next she might, he promised,
hear some of her classes in her room.
Kate Carney had come up from her last
and Miss Chesterfield had
urged her to take exercise in the bright,
clear January air; but Kate begged so
to remain that the teacher re-
luctantly consented.
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