Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-06-08
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closed the door and came and kneeled
by the ire, blowing the half-dead en-
5ers into flame, and laying on more
wood until the room was partly light
I'd by the pleasant glow.
81 think it would be a good idea to
watch from the window" sue suggest
sd cheerfully after a while Teams
are sure to pass, now. How late IS 1t
ten O'Clock, eleven O'clOck?"
But when Eugene informed her, IN
constrained voice, she merely said
lightly: ''Wen it won't be long till
morning, especially if we go to sleep
again"
It Is perhaps needless to mention
there was no more sleep that
night for Mr.. Landt. When morn
ing dawned he was sitting looking
Ghcughtfully at Miss HanfOrd's pref
/ ty, dark head, which rested rather un-
comfortably on the desk beside her.
As the day grew really bright he rOus-
+ ed her gently.
/ 81 am going now to bring a wagon.
You viii not mind being left alOne?"
! She lifted her bewildered face; then
/ as full consciousness came back, she
smiled and nodded.
Eyes, you can go now. Oh, how
/ strange we have been here-all night!
Eugene turned away quickly and be-
gan TO put on his coat. Then he came
back and stood beside her, strangely
agitated.
81 am going to Dixon for a car
riage," he said hurriedly, land Miss
HanfOrd, / will bring a minister with
me and a witness. 1t is impossible
for Us to return to New Church until
we are married.
WHAT" said Marian, almost start
ing from her chair. married? You
and I?''
cit must be So" he answered de-
Cisively. 81 will never force my com
/ partnership on you; you will be per-
/ lectly free. Listen to me"-he spoke
quite sternly-''the only way by which
/ you can save your reputation or re-
gain your place before the world is to
+ let me make you my wife"
81 won't dc any such thing" she
/ answered instantly. 81 am surprised
you should think for moment that
/ I could"
But I askit for your sake" he said
pOintedly. can adventure of this sort
may be overlooked in man, but in a
woman"
Gan adventure, - repeated Marian,
/ her frank, brown eyes full of
establishment. "But could we pos.
sibly help it? Did we want to stay
mere? Who in the world could blame
Us for a matter entirely beyond our
/ power to cOntrol?'
Eugene looked at her fxedly for g
/ long moment. at was in your power,
! Miss HanfOrd,' he reioined quietly.
you would not allow me to leave
you. - I am going to Dixon"
he repeated with added frmness, ''tO
lind a minister. In the mean time,
try to use your reasOn-if that be
/ possible, he could uOt -frain from
! this slight thrust. ''And be assured
Of one thing, that it will not be my
FAULT If your good name is sacrificed
through an accident for which you
tell me 1 was to blame IN the first
/ place."
He turned on MS heels and lett her
helplessly watching his retreating
figure.
GOOD morning, Uncle Reuben; can
1 see Mrs. Landt?"
Marian" shouted Uncle Reub,
putting his head in at the doorway;
''cOme down, will you? Mr.. Ian
your husband's here"
He bestowed a wink on Eugene as
he substituted the word. "Her foot's
all right again. She's gOin' up to
school tomorrow, 1 believe"
He nodded and passed along the
veranda to the farmyard gate.
In a moment Marian came. She
was bIushing and breathing fast, and
her brown eyes were lowered. They
barely touched each others hands.
81 heard you were about to take
up school again" he said gravely.
els it true?"
But I must" she answered in a
subdued voice, still not daring to
look at him. "My term will not
end
"Marianl'' He caught her gently,
turned her in his strong arm, and
walked her into the little dark pariOr,
where the hOrse-hair sofa and mildeW
were. "Let us talk together a
moment as friends, at least. You
are my wife" She WINGED at the
word. and Eugene withdrew his arm
proudly. "But you are a free woman,
TOO. Only 1 beg you not to pam me
Oy persisCing IN this. / have settled
on YOU an ample incOme-money that
would have been yours by right, dear,
only for the legal injustice that made
1t mine. 1 have arranged to 90 away.
But I will 90 away a very wretched
man unless can think OfyOu cared Tor
and happy. Promise me that you will
not teach any more; thai you will
accept your rights as my wife, as the
woman I love"
Don't dare to say you love me"
She stepped back from him, LOOKING
very pale, but very piteOus, too.
You are sorry for me; and you
hink"--
81 am not sorry for you" he inter
] rupted, firmly. Indeed, no. " no
could be sorry for one so proud
! and-cOld? But am sorry for my
self" he added. slowly, because in