The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1889-10-31

tone, and, taking the card, she handed it to
| him. Their glauces did not meet, and the
young man wrote his name against only one
| waltz then bowed and walked away.
"Do you like my friend Julian2" said Kemp
suddenly wondering why he had never thought
of asking her the question before.
at doesn't much matter whether we like
him or not" said the girl. "He doesn't like
u.s." She still spoke strangely and looked un-
like herself.
"Oh, that's nonsense" returned Kemp,
more emphatiealIy than politely.
cit may be-" said Daisy; "but it's truthful
nonsense. Mamma doesn't like him." she
added irreevantly.
And you always follow her in your likes
and dislikes2" ventured Kemp not without
intention.
almost defantly. "Sinco weak people must
submit to someone, what does it matter to
whom they submt2"
Don't speak like that!" exclaimed Kemp,
entreatingly. al am sure you don't feel that"
g ! do feel I'll" cried the child, bitterly. :" /
feel that 10 doesn't matter what want, since /
haven't will enough to find out way to get it,"
Kemp felt unutterabIy puzzled and panied
Mt her manner, her words, the strange, despair
ing sadness of her face. They could not con-
Time the discussion just then, however so he
made no answer He did not want to dance
with anyone but her, and when their rst dance
was over he went and seated himself by Lady
Fielding, and presently Daisys partner brought
her back TO them
Daisy" said her mother, in n low voice,
leone here. Did Mr. Julian ask you for q
dance just nowP"
Yes mamma" said the GIRL colorinR.
Then can't let you dance with him. III
you can't get out of It any other way. toll him
plainly that l will not allow IT," There was
hint of menace in the tone though the elder
lady tried to keep IL calm. Daisy looked up
imploringly. At this very moment Hugh made
bis way through the crowd and approached her,
studying his program all the while with puz-
zled air.
Miss Fielding" no said, In deeply apollo
getc tone, I've written some ones name so
badly on my program that l can't possibly read
IL. IL looks little like yours. Would you
think me very rude If / asked you to tell me
whether have the happiness to be your part
ner for this dancer"
There was the slightest possible pause before
| anyone answered. Daisy stood like statue,
| staring ut her mother. Then Lady Fielding
broke into quick laugh "Pm afraid not,
Mr.. Julian" she said, " for Daisy has Just told
me that she is engaged to someone else"
low very stupid Of mel" exclaimed Hugh.
AZ apologize most humbly. SEQ now that it is
Miss Wilding TO whom | am engaged. Please
| forgive me FOR troubling YOU"
lie turned away. Kemp made step forward.
"0ur dance, / think he said TO Daisy, consid-
cring that he might as we'll take advantage OF
this piece of by-pay as leave Miss Fielding
partnerless. Shall we go and sit out some
where2 You are looking tired"
The girl turned without word; but when
| they got away from tho room 10 a quiet little
nook. where even the sound of the music
! hardly reached them, she threw herself into a
chair with face fuller of misery than was
| warranted even by the worst construction that
could be put upon her behavior.
"0h how hateful everything Is !" she cEied
passionatoly.
MY dear Miss Fieldingi" said Kemp
| shocked at her distress.
Daisy turned her head aside to hide the blind
] Ing tears ia her eyes.
/ Surely you don't mind so much about what
/ happened Just nowf" he went on. why,
| can explain that 10 Mr. Julian In tive seconds
| il you will allow me-"
Mono" she said. in smothercd tone
you can't-and-and-I don't wish you 4
! try"
But you needn't mind so much. said KemI
| eagerly; You were almost forced into refusing
| the dancohe gave you very little choice. Il
/ hs could make mistake like that"
" He made no mistake!" cried Daisy bitterly
! He didn't believe / would dance with him
| he thinks I'm not TO be trusted. Everyone IL
hard on weak people; they have To suffer al
through their lives. and no one pities them
| Whatever happens they go first TO the wall and
are trampcd upon. The strong ones snatch
| their happiness, aud think that. because other
are not brave enough 20 do tho same. they dom
feel their loss. They feel everything Their
lives are spent in feeling acknowledgements they
arc not stronger; aud nn one Is sorry-no ont
tries 70 help them !"
"Daisyl" cried Kemp, Selling her hands
"don't speak so wildly. Don't--dOn't sagges
that you are speaking Of yourself. You know
that / would die 10 help you"
/ "uh !" cried the child. bursting into tears
| bat the rest of her sentence was iDcoherent.
Can help you ;" he breathed.
She looked up At him with wild throb o
| hope. The moment bad come. The mute re-
quest which had lain in her eyes ever since IN
had seen her first awoko 90 intensest life
| Through her tears be tried 10 read the mean
ing of 10, and then seized her and drew hei
closer Answer me J answer mel" ho i'm
pioFod Can / help you. aud how2"
| "Oh. don't make inc tell you exclaimed tht
poor child In voice pregnant with anguish
" IL you know-have pity-I--"
"You will take my love" he whispered
"You will let mo save you from that brut'
Felton,"
Daisy turned as pale as death. and made
conyulsive effort 20 speak then. finding tina
il was useless. she ceased 10 struggle, aud drop
ped into his arms, shaken with passionate sobs