Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1888-05-04

Soncientiy dlSheartsninS TO OakhurSt. He
longed 70 change the tone, but feared to lose
all BY any rapid advance. He answered de-
/ precatingly:
! But all this intellectual fencing. my dear
{ Agnes, Is useless Love Is not spark TO be
struck out by the collision Of arguments;
shall IN vain try 70 reason You into affection
for me- have already said all can saw by
way Of apology for what have done. If
there yet fingers any particle Of regard for
ME in your heart, would fain revive it. II
( IT Is your pride that withstands me, | prsy
YOU consider whether it is well to make us
both unhappy in order to maintain so poor a
triumph. | am slready conquered, and
throw myself upon your generosity"
! you would put ME in the wrong, then, and
ascribe my refusal 70 an ungenerous prides
! Is it generous in you to do 50: Have YOU the
right 70 place such s construction upon my
conduct. appeal TO you in return. Rsmem-
Der, 1t Is You who are responsible for this pain
ful interview. l never sought YOU 10 cover
You with reproaches> You force me TO say
what would gladly lsave in silence
Forgive me, Agnes, il l wrong you; but
my heart clipgS to you and will not be re-
pulsed. would fam believe, that, beneath
ali your natural resentment, there yet sur
wives some portion Of the love YOU once bore
approached you, a sense of delicacy, 70 saw
nothing OF my self-respect, would have pre-
vented my iuportuning you in this way.
But my fault has given me warrant to be
bold, and if you finally cast me otf-but that
is what l won't anticipate; can't give YOU
up. You once loved me-and am not the
sameln
mo, not the same; or, rather. you have
proved to be not what thought
You persist in fixing your attention upon
one dark spot Do YOU remember this minia-
turef 1t has never been out OF my bosom,
and there has never been but one isy in
which might have loyalty carried it thens.
AT that time, when opened 1t, your ewes
looked out at ME with tender reproach, and
l was instantly recalled to myself Ii was
only the illusion Of moment, through which
l had passed. Whatever may happen,
have one consolation: this dear image will
remind me Of the love / once possessed. l
shall fold to my bosom the Agnes that onos
was mine, and strive to forget our eStrange
mept"
Agnes was sensibly touched by this appeal,
and much more by the tone in which 1t was
msde. In the momentary pause, Oakhurst
raised his eyes and saw the struggle in her
face. He rose, came nearer, and quietly took
q seat on the sofa beside her
ii heard you distinctly where you sat"
she said, making an effort to keep down the
tumult within, and shrinking, perhaps, from
the influence of his presence
Il wished TO hear you, dear Agnes, and
therefore came nearer. Tell me, are you not
mistaken! You have not forgotten me; you
do love me yet Let your heart speak; if
you impriSon it and force the assembling
| lips to deny me- the dear traitor will make
signals; it look, out of your eyes now"
He seized and imprisoned her hand, and
still watched the current of feeling i'll her
! face.
81 thought myself strong enough for this, :"
she said, trembling, but am not. meant
only to say that We would part-friends,
but that we must part 1t is not so easy to
| be calm, when you distract ME So"
Agnes, you only deceive yourself; you
love me- You have covered the spring in
your heart with snow, but the fountain still
flows underneath"
Her tears could be kept back no longer;
they fell, not like November rain, but rather
! like those sudden showers of spring from
passing clouds, while the blue sky still looks
down, and rainbow smiles tranSfgure the
/ landscape
His heart gave a mighty throb as those
softly humid eyes were turned upon him.
he drew her, half consenting still nearer
She hesitated, but not long
Hard a-porti" shouts the master; and the
helmsman, with firm hand, holds down the
| wheel. Slowly the ship veers; the sails flut-
ter and back, the yards are swung; waves
| strive to head the bow off, but the rudder is
held with iron grasp; now comes the wind,
the shaking sails fill with the sudden rush,
| and the ship bounds on her new course over
the beaving waters.
! Shall find out the comparisonf Not for
! you, elders, who have seen the struggle of
"tacking ship" and have felt the ecstatic
swell of delight when 1t was accomplished
Not for the younger, who must learn for
themselves the seamanship that is to carry
them safely over the mysterious ocean on
whose shore they have fingered and gazed and
wished
The conversation that followed it would be
vain to report, even if it We're possible; for
the force OF ejaculation depends so much on
tone, (which our types do not know how to
convey; and their punctuation-marks, 1 fear,
were such as are not used in any well-regu-
lated printing office. In due time it came to
an end and when Oakhurst took his unwill-
| bye, with the usual confirmation he could no
more remember what had been said in that
miraculous hour than bee flying home from
a garden could tell you about the separate
blossoms from which he the Sybarite) had
gathered his freight of fiower-dust
One thing only he heard which the wisely
injurious reader will care to know. Agnes
had met her cousin, Robert Jameson, the
day before, had received proper scolding
for her absurd independence, and, after a
! frank settlement of the heart question which
came up on the day of her flight, had prom
ised at once to return to his house-where,
! for the brief remainder Of our story. she is to
be found. Let us wish her joy-and the
kind motherly aunt, also.
Oalshurst went directly to Paletto's room,
opened the door, and spread his arms
Have you a strawberry-m arlSf he
shouted.
"No"
"Then you are my long lost brotheri Come
to my armsl"
Palette laughed long and loudly.
Forgive my nonsense, Palette. know
am beside myself and ready for any extrava-
Cancel am so full of joy. l feared, in
coming along the street that should break
out into singing, or fall to dancing like the
Scriptural hills"
Then you lave succeeded, and the girl is
yours! forgive your stupid old joke. You
can say and do just what you like You
have right to be jolly, and to make a pro-
digious fool Of yourself, il you want to.
should like TO have heard you. You were
very poetical, quoted Tennyson, fell on your
knees, and perhaps blubbered little. You
are sentimental, you know"
IL am happy, l know, and / don't care
whether you think me sentimental or not"
"Wen, l wish you Joy. anyhow. Let as
make a night Of 1t. 1t is our royal pleasure
to be'-imagine the rest of the line Now is
the winter of our discomfort My bosom's
lord sits lightly on his throne Come, let US
make ready, and we'll talk till
Stands tiptoe on the misty
misty steeple of Old Trinity church-since
we haven't any misty mountain-tops in the
neighborhood.n
"One would think you the happy man"
Il am; your enthusiasm is 50 contagious
that am back in my twentiss again"
-Why do you take your pleasure vicari-
ously' There is Mrs. Norcross, the charming
woman; love her, because"
mo, sir, not hsr-one Is enough"
Then why not love her yourssfl Wen
make q double -barrelied shot Of 1.-TWO
couples brought down by one parson-"
very ingenious, and economical, too; but
4think not. It is too late. | was brought
Up in the country, and don't think 1t a good
roIicv IN baoin agricultural orcra lions In the