The Press., 1888-02-09

at all-and-you have been deceiving me from the very first Oh, how could you do such thinga TIlnever, never forgive you"
 Russell's fine faco grew suddenly grave.
 Darling , he said quietly, come and c1t down here.n
 Don't call me thatl' Dot retortetl. s1trlp- ing her foot. ..Oh, to think that l---l-- l'e'l6 you ever dare to say that again" Dorothy" he went on gravel, ~ IS quite true that do not know your bEo; 1cl. I graduated from Amherst college iagt EctT, and he is only freshman: co11s1que-G - Ic never heard of mel - @
 "But you said he was NouF c.tlSS-Ila1e' YOu-you lied about it. ..'
 No; excuse me; I did not. If you will remember my exact words, l did not say that; merely implied it. Perhaps that IS just as bad for acknowledge that dld It with the intent to deceive, you. But 1 dld not think then that our acquaintance Woulo ripen as it has done was off for frohc; I saw you and I took a desperate Sancy to you from the first. It was the name on your fan that first put the idea into my head. remembered that there was Calhoun among the freshmen this year, and I jumped at the conclusion that he might be relative. It turned out to be a brother. Don't be angry, Dorothy; it was all done for lark, and haven't deceived you in any other partlcu- lar. Can't you forgive me for ltF'
 "You, are not even sorry you did 1t" she cried. "Oh, it is too dreadful"
 How can I be sorry when it led to my knowing youq" he said automatically.
 "You ought to be sorry," she said sternly; ''I never want to see you again. Oh, George, there comes Tomg"
 The next instant she had decamped, and Russell rose to meet her brother, who came up in @ towering rage.
 ''Is your name Russells'' Tom said angrily
 ''It is, sir;7 and he made a sign which worked like charm on Toms manner, for 1t showed they were fellows of the sam society. II believe owe you an explanation"
 He made it then and there like man.
 'I acknowledge that did wrong" Russell continued, ''but you would do the same 1T you were off for lark"
 II ought to thrash your' Tom said sav- agely. ...-..s.
 But you can't do it, you know," Russell l replied, with a glance at Toms inferior height and muscle.
 "Confound your impndencer' Tom nut | tered. s'The best thing you can do Is to get out of this; and you'd better go quickly"
 "Come, now, MT. Calhoun" said Russell, ! II am sorry, upon my honor. Hove your sister, and intend to ask your father"--
 'How dare you think of such 0 thing?' Tom shouted.
 Because" Russell replied with sudden dignity, ''my family is quite equal to yours, Mir. Calhoun. Moreover, am not beggar. | You probably know my uncle, George Ches- Ger, of the Vulcan iron works. I am the junior partner there" | Tom gasped.
 The Vulcan iron works were owned by the richest and most honorable men in that sec tion of the country.
 ''That may be-" he said lamely; "but why on earth did you go about the thing in such an underhanded wayg'
 Russell smiled.
 "Come and see me" he said, hoIding out his hand.
 And Tom took it, though not without a sheepish look.
 He tried to say something, but Russell wrung his hand warmly and hurried off. It | took Tom some time to get back to the | house, for, to use his own phrase, he was ''al broken up."
 When he did get there his aunt rushed out tion.
 ''Tom!" she cried, ''the Rev. MT. Wander. pool has come, and he knows NIT. Russell well. He says he is worth s. 00,0OO, and Tom, sec herei.'
 | She drew him to one corner of the piazza where they could peep through the vines into Q little summer house near by.
 Dorothy was there, mopping away some perverse tears on George Russelrs shoulder.
 "Well, TomAsaid resignedly, "I wash my | lands of them " ~''