The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1886-09-11

'Sllence, walter Norwood, not an
other sylablew she painted breathessly.
"lf ever had been disposed to believe
that you cherished even respect for me,
l would discredit it now, since you can
so far forget yourself as to traduce my
fathers guest, my"
The passionate voice broke in chok-
ing burst of tears, while a scarlet flush
famed all over her face for a moment.
Then suddenly fiinging her hands
from her tear-drenched eyes, she once
more faced him, pale as marble.
go from my sight-foreverr she
exclaimed her voice hoarse and tremb-
ling with concentrated emotion. "Never
come near me or speak to me again !
What you have said to-day / shall never
forget-neyer forgive! and from this
hour we are more than strangersl l
will never speak to you, look at you, or
think of you againw
IN perfect silence the young man lis
tened to the passionate outburst; then
with grave, sad dignity lifted his hat,
and stood with uncovered head before
her.
II accept my dismissal, Mlle-Miss
Vane," he said calmly eff l have
erred, it has been because of love, a
devotion to you which no resentment,
no neglect, no scorn of yours can ever
weaken or destroy. While my heart
beats it must beat for you alone-in you
has been centered my love, my life: with
you it must remain until that life ends
FarewellW
Then he turned and was gone, while
Millie, her cheeks once more hot and
flushed, and her features working with
excitement, moved hastily away in an
other direction.
"Tears, little one? what has caused
them?' spoke low, insinuating voice
at her very ear.
Millie turned with a start to greet a
tall, aristocratic-looking man of about
thirty years, with dark, brilliant face,
and deep-set eyes instinct with pecu-
liar magnetism before which the girl
trembled and shrank like fascinated
| bird.
"What is the troubc?' he repeated
more gently, holding her gaze for a mo-
ment by the spell Of his own.
"Nothng!" she murmured tremul-
ously, letting her eyes droop.
You deem it nothing, perhaps" 4"
went on the low, mesmeric voice; 'but
to me it is great deal, nay. everything.
No wind should blow rudely upon YOU
had l the power to turn it asider'
He walked on beside her, talking IN a
fond, caressing way that made the girls
heart throb wildly, until, drawing neal
to her home-a modest but comfortable
dwelling, where She lived with hei
father, his sole companion ana house.
keeper since her mothers sdeath-Arthul
Montneath paused, while something like
Il frown ruilied the smooth whiteness OF
his handsome forehead.
"There is your father at the dool
watching for his little truant," he sait
lightly, and adroitly widening the space
between them. 81 will take stroll
down by the sea, and return in time fol
supper"
Touching his hat, he stolled brisklN
off in another direction, while Mill,
went slowly on toward the house.
GLOW is this, my girl!' said Joe
Vane, regarding his pretty daughter
with less fondness and more severity
than she ever remembered to have seen
as she paused before him. Have yol
and Walter Norwood been quarrelingg
"No, father" replied Mile, with ;
guilty flush that belied her words. "W,
haye not been quarrelling."
"Ah! / see" persisted her father
with shrewd look into her face. 9Th,
quarrel has been all on your side-iI
soft tongue of man you never saw un
til six weeks ago to wean you from on,
worth his .weigh in gold-a prize for an,
girl who has sense to see it. As for lhi
black-a-yised stranger, you need no
iiatter your silly little head that h,
means anything more than to make
fool Of you-your's isn't the first prett,
face those bold black eyes of his hay
looked nonsense into, I'll be bound an,
they've looked it into yours for the las
time-thaCs settled If had though
this was to be the upshot OF his coming
> here and asking us to take him to boar
3 for the summer, I'd have shut the doc
, in his face, though he had offered twic
as much, and we had needed it twice a
bad. I've been using my eyes Will
he's been here, and they haven't toll
me anything good about him, and nov
my mind is made up. There was lool
on Walter Norwood's face when h
passed here tonight, that never woul,
have heen there if had not been for tina
Montneath, with his gliltering eyes am
oily tonguc-a look I'd give ten years q
my life to remove. shall tell our boarde
tonight that when his week is up h
must leave. He's mighty civil to me
but | can see that he doesn't like m
any better than | do him, and the soon
er we part company for good the bette
! il will be for all concerned. Nov go Il
and get supper, my girl, and be thank
ful-ss you will some day, If you are no
now-that in two days YOU will say good
bye to that man forever"
3 Without sign, a word, oran upwar
look into the stern, rugged, but kindl
. face, Millie stepped past her father an
went into the house like one in dream
1.-TWO days-two daysw rang throug
q her heart like a knell.
And how could she live after that