The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1888-04-13

butCd solely 10 women
vt twilight he came Snd-I,ut let
them speak 10 us a. they spoke ID one
another.
did Won expect tIpc, Miss FoTtescue ~
Il dbl, indeed, Mr.. Hayward. How
could help it,"
only that you looked little doubtful
OF my intention when / asked your per
mission - come TODAY"
"BHt / did not doubt Won. / never
doubt any onc without cauS.; +; and that
l. not doubling them. but disbeljeVing -
Heavens" he said with sigh. "what
nature YOU must have, and what a life
You must have led :"
Ills tone amazed her, why she could
not tell and she said hastily, Il have seen
men, man at least, and a man of the
world too, who trusts his fellow ,.rea-
tury-S rs a matter OF course, Just rs / do
lovel''
Love is not fever fit. Mr.. Uevwarl
not a morbid phase of feeling through
winch the soul passes. Doubt and ical-
ousy are not inseparable from IT, Ii j.
wholesome feeling in 4 souni nature"
She said these words almost as IIol-
connbc had said them, As he had sud
similar things thousand times TO her,
which she had accepted Is truth with
auth priiy, albeit no spirit within her bore
wltfrss 10 II. Nictors blue ewes crew
deeper and looked almost black, rs he
looked earnestly at her and SAID, ~You
mus. have been n pupil of Holcombe's
as we'll as my brothers, that sounds 50
like him.
She gr.W first rosy red, and then the
color decpcnel to INTENSITY as she said.
Mr.. IIulcombe has indeed becn my
teacher IA all know OF love. We ars
engaged to be married to one another"
Ill. n
aS she could muster, Victor, .izing both
her hands in his, as il by AN irresistible
impulse, cried, "Do YOU mean IL ? You
are engaged tn Ralph Holcombc! 1t Is
not 50 say il IS not"
She trcIublcd with the cnntaoi0a of
his emotion, but tried to draw her hands
away and said Il am indeed, and Won
must not do this. How strange you
are ."
Listen he said, rising to his feet "You
cannot must not marry that man. You
could love, you are made II love; and he
Is everything good and admirable ii YOU
will, but he could never interpret love t.
you. How can Holcombe weigh and
meIsur- such thing in his scales and by
his rules? Love Is not simply one ingre-
dent, as he would have it, in n soberlv
compounded draught; it's n philtcr, a
poison. Its not, rs he would tell voa, a
scarlet relieving gray and brown. but the
light OF heaven shed upon the whole
fabric till 1t all slitters like the sun, and
every s@.pcratc thread reflects the divine
glory in rainbow hues. You have read
history: were the great lovers OF the
world wise, well balanced, and reasonable
and s.lf-cuntIiued, as Holcumbc'S d.fini-
tion would make them Did Marc An
tnnv's hand hold an even balaucc when
he said, All Tor love, and the world well
lost Nou have read poetry: pray tell
me, dil Won think the thine that poets
sing of was a creature OF their fancy? No:
We arr all pp-ts once, and that Is Wh-n
We love lie paused, and went on in !
lover tone OF suppressed emotion You
VIII think me = playcr-a mount ebank
you viii even perhaps scorn me II | tell
You the truth, and vet | must tell il 10
You. See, | never saw you tii! this morn
ing, ! know nothing OF you. Their. l. no
sober second thought, no wcll-adviS-d
choice, no sense OF cOngcnial tastes AMI
according views OF life. Yct / love vou.
Il love You IS you were meant TO be
loved, with = love which would feed your
soul. Did / not feel this / should not
have spoken; but | am not dull at read
ing faces, and love gives double insight.
You were in harmony with those roses
to-day, and when you lifted Your face
from them flushed with their sweetness
and met my eyes | read possibilities OF
depths To sound and heights t. scale
winch that man could never penetrate or
attain"
She started al his words; they were too
true. lie saw ii, and went on: Il love
YOU with ms soul. cannot reason OF it
/ only know that it is true that / am
yours, and life is all different color.
And | viii not let you % without =
struggle ! will fight for you, beg Tor you,
live for Won. You think this i not love,
that it is unworthy the n2me that Il
should d" 4 calm self-con rolled senti-
mrnt. That may do for some creatures,
but never for such as you. What You
want | ran give YOU, not hei" And hs
threw himself 1T her feet, all aglnw with
fire and importunity. He W. Il lover to
love, fqr hls mooI expres,-@ itself III
every look and gesture fully and perfect
ly; and with most men 1t is not want oi
love but want of power of expression that
makes their lovcmakers tasteless.
Don't kneel to me-" she SAIL
"Why not? You may never lot me
come here again, and one may do any
thing once
81 must not let you; II is not right"
"What is not fights You could not
deny me hearing, even criminals have
tbs"
The hearing has been long enough,
too long | fear" she said. "Iou 1.lS,
leave me-"
Then what may be to You, or rather
what will you be TO me, for | shall always
be your lover ?"
Il will be'-your friend, she was about
to say, but paused. He caught the word
Is she uttered it.
"No; not friend and another word for
me-"
L
stopped as if 10 kiss ii, then said, Il will
wait; goodnight" and left the room.
Amy sat as ii in trance. The perfect
night came in through the open windows
and filled her with languor and longing
aid the life OF the place seemed fled with
Nictor's footsteps. All through her crept
tne influence OF his wur,is, tnoSc We. -
that had come not from his lips but his
heart. She feltH,at. IL hadnp; thought
OF himself nor of his own position, only
that he loved her and his face, his voice
his very aspect blended with her dreamy
mood. When Ralph talked to her of
love, Il was much as ii he spoke OF any
o.hcT matter save for the words; no
quivcr in his voice, no fire in his eve,
sense oi power and truth il may be in
what he said ; but he lei her into no en-
chantcd garden. Bur Nictor-5he had
seen him uttwice, and already her heart
Scclncl IlItltrifS IN 4 lne>.l Nil%l ne
spoke to her or looked at her; and why
had he not offended her? She should
have resented his wild words, should
have checked him; and then n smile
ripple1 over her lips as she felt rather
than thought that she could rs well have
stoppel torrent from taking Its final
plunge. No, no, she had b-ea swept
away in his headlong rush of passionare
feeling. But 1t would no; b. right =
listen to him. She hal promjs.l II
marry isalpA and she lovci him: and
although she sllivered as she tIpisht OF
the coioTicSs Western life u N,hicil IA.
would take her, vet NJ thought of faith
lcS,n.ss ever crnsSel her Sh.. icif l,nln.l