Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1888-05-23
LOVE LEVELS All THINGS.

said Mrs. Pepper, the housekeeper
Just as slim. pretty girl entered th,
room. 'She's always up to some mis-
chief"
ut was an accident, Padre" criet
out the new arrival. "Indeed il was
l was looking for 4 music pen, and
never meant to upset 1t. Don't thinl
80 evil Of me as that"
You are pardoned, Signorina, "
holding out his hand frankly.
well, l shall have to report this
TO Madame Estcott," put In Mrs. Pep.
per, who was in hopes Hannah would
get a scolding.
The young lady shrugged her Shout
ders, Tor this homeless, frIendle
beauty softened hearts like magic, and
madame Estcott was very good to her.
though she was only . pupil teacher
at Echo Hall.
Everybody liked Hannah, even Mrs
Pepper, though she did seem SO sour
and disagreeable.
The little lame music teacher was
working away in the twilight, trying
TO repair the damage TO his music.
when something splashed down on
inc paper before him. He looked up
into Hannah's beautiful wet eyes
| II can't help 1t, she sohbed. ITO
| see you t0illng away TO repair NV
mischief, l wonder you don't hate
me-"
"Hate your The blood rushed into
ms lace. "No, Signorina, l don't
hate you'll"
"Because," said Hannah, hurriedlv.
II am going away next week To n
situation near Montreal, where I shaII
have only one little pupil. and receive
Three hundred dollars yeart And
and l wouldn't like TO leave Echo
hall in III fellowship with any one. -
And Hannah was tripping away.
when III. Despardi uttered in a low.
stifled voice the one word:
"Signorinal"
She stopped-turned back-returned |
TO the desk.
"Welli"
this placer"
AS well as / like the idea OF any
place" with curl OF the lip.
"You are 30 young, Signorina-sol
iIi-ntted 70 battle with the world" said
Desperdi. have been wondering''-I,
antly.
what would you say If | were to
NIX you to give me the right to protect
and shelter you'll If l were to plead
with you TO mary mef'
Hannah broke out into merry peal /
OF laughter.
earnestp IL
Yes, l am" he answered, slowly. t
"Thcn," said Hannah, ~ believe i'll
8 as the girls say-you are a little
'razed. Let me goi" II
And jerking her cambria flounces
nut of III. Despardi's hand, which had
lung TO It as If 1t were the proven bal Il
traw at which drowning men clutch, o
he ilosted away, laughing as she i
vent. n
And poor Despardi, left alone in the a
with all his fears realized, y
lis hopes shipwreckedl To Hannah !,
was an excellent joke-to him IL ~
vas neither moro nor less than blank, il
leek despair IC
"You will be glad to hear it. | il
now, NJ. Despardi," said Madame tc
istcott, and then she paused, as if ex. SC
Getting an answer. lie
The poor man looked up with be. "
Tildered face, ~
"About Hannah-our little Hannah 10 10
Iayes." te
Despardi's eyes glistened Ibis Sc
hole physique became alive, as it In
Iere.
"Hannahl" he uttered.
"She is great heiress now-her
ncle has returned from Lisbon, with ST
lore money than he knows what to a.
o with-and Hannah Is to have il de
III Is 1t not good news1"
GOOD news, Madame" Despardi So
odded. Undoubtedly good. Only
puts wider gulf than ever between Il
lie Signorina and her old friends" hs
And he strobe away so brusquely
lat Madame Estcott looked after him m
/ amazement.
Two hours afterward he sat on a pc
arden bench staring blankly into the
yer a rustling fiuttered through the ce
tickets. He turned his head me.
lanically, and 10! and behold Han CO.
Nh Hayes was at his side. de
II have come back TO you, Padrel" =
led out the girl sinking on the green
IF at his feet. "Oh, Padre, couldn't 4
ny away from your H
"Little Hannahw He laid his hand
ressingly on her head, the sweet su
arm OF her presence acting like
ell of blessed repose on his troubled
art and mind. "Believe me, nv Me
lid, 1t was not necessary. Do you re "
ink l could lay up any grudge cur
ainst your You were forgiven before t 9HI
6 sound of the laughter had died out ecL
ION your lips" III.
"But, Padre, i. isn't thatl' Her face Lea
as still ablaze. ETI rt'
''What then2 You have come back, sor'
re the nobel earted girl you are, to a aHd
sure us that even in your good for %lt
ne we are not forgotten. Be easy n me
gnorina-to know you was to be VI
rtain that no amount OF worldly sue
IS could harden your natureH"
stupid Padre" tearing the red n
20 at her belt in pieces; at isn't that this his
her" let
He looked wonderlngly at her; and r @s,i
IN understood, and sobbing cry To
rst from his lips as he clasped her o Ter H
J breast. We
And this was how the strange social w re
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