Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-03-29
"LEAD Us NOT INTO TEMP.
TATION."

think l mean to throw away my dalgh
ter on fellow who couldn't max
enough in a year to keep her in shoes
My daughter! who has a hundre,
thousand stitched to her skirt! Low,
her! Who would not, with fifty thous
and in the bank, and three hundre,
acres of such land as that? Guess 70,
amt the first one that has found ou
that you could keep warm at my fire
side; SO you needn't take such air,
over the discovery!'
Paul, who had never looked into
Judith's blue eyes from this point o
view, took his hat, bowed, and walked
away in silence.
The old elms sighed, because they
had heard and seen whisperings and
giances on the old piazza Of which ia.
cob BranthT,ite had never dreamed
and Judith, who had heard every word
through a half-open door, dropped
three stitches to every two she knit
that evening, and had to pull it all out
the next morning.
There came early the next day-the
elms only knew how-a note from
Paul, burning, feverish, passionate.
Judith read it with an instant s
flush, then hesitated, and sent an icy
line back.
She could never marry against her
fathers will.
That night the Strathmore's had q
merry-making. Both went-Paul, an
CRY and reckless; Judith. under her as
sumed GOODNESS, with throbbing and
eXpectant heart.
Already she had half repented of her
rigid answer. She might have softened
the manner. if not the matter, of it.
She was sick with impatience to speak
with him.
She declined all invitations to dance,
and waited eagerly till the merry mu-
sic should ring out for the opportuni-
ty.
She knew that he was sullen, for he
had not even spoken to her; but he had
some cause, and it was not bold in her
TO seek him out, since she promised
one day to marry him-aye, and
would; and her heart beat high and
fast.
As she thought, the cornet sounded
the call to the floor.
Paul rose quickly and led out Bessie
Strathmore.
Judith drew her breath hard for an
instant, and then turned, with q gay
laugh, to one of the young men near
her:
Mr. Conway, have you forgotten
you were to dance with me?"
Paul heard the laugh. but not the
words, and looked searchingly into
her face as she came and stood opposite
him.
She smiled haughtily, and when he
took her hand, suffered it to lie cold
and lifeless in his grasp.
Farquhar Conway was hardly the
most brilliant of partners; but if he had
been 4 block, Judith, in her present
mood. would have hung out the flag of
Irritation.
She blushed, she listened admiringly,
she taught the clumsy lout how to hold
her fan and handkerchief. all the time
hating herself for her meanness, and |
yet exulting in the consciousness that
Pauls fierce eyes were burning into |
her face.
To the most miserable dance succeed |
ed more miserable evening. Paul,
raging at heart, and anxious not to be |
outdone in folly, drew all eyes upon
and Bessie Strathmore. Judith |
was frantically gay, and stopped at
One moment in all that wretched
time they were alone. Perhaps pity
ing angels drew them there. Judith's
heart beat fast. and she trembled from
head to foot. Paurs dark face softened
a little, for he could not be near her
without something of the old tender
ness.
'.Have you been kind tonight" he
asked under MS breath.
"Have you? half believe my faith
er was right, after ALL" returned she,
with true girlish inconsistency, anx-
ious to hide the Joy she felt even to be
He dropped her hand as if it had been
. viper.
"May ask you what you mean,
Miss Branthwaite?" His tone and
action aroused Judith's pride in an in
slant.
''You are easily consoled. sir; that
IS all. After all, Bessie Strathmore
has almost as many acres as J."
A dark flush leaped up in Paurs face
md he staggered back as if from a
sudden blow.
When he did speak it was in . voice
hat she had never heard before.
judith, this strikes at my honor. II
Tou believe your words, We are strang-
rs from this night"
Judith did not believe them. Moth
ng but Heavens testimony could have
haken her faith in Paurs truth, but
he revolted at the thought Of conces-
ion.
He was wrong. 1t was for him to
ue for forgiveness, since he had COM
nenced this wretched misunderstand-
ng. She felt that he was seriously,
erribly in earnest; that, perhaps, her
leXt words would shape and color both
lis destiny and hers; and, in the very
ace of conviction, answered, with
lippant falsehood:
Il never say what I don't think,
ir."
A spasm contracted Paurs face for
n instant; but he answered only by q
ow bow and left her.
The next morning, as she sat under
he elms, wondering how soon he would
ONE, and what he would say, some
ne passing told her they had just seen :
'aul taking the train for the city.
An hour after came package for her I
"A book he had promised, on the fly
,af of which was written: !
..An eternal fareWellr' ..
Time passed on, and old Branthwaite
led. Then Judith began to look and
ait for something. It could not have I
cen Paul; for, though she heard of I
inn often, prospering and famous, in
le great city, she had never seen him 8