Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-07-28

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er IMAM languid voice of q man accustomed
TO good society. II was mad, l think, for
the moment-men are apt to make fools of
themselves when they are mad"
= did not mean that meant, why did
you let me take you there? If l had
known"-
ITS the first time I've been in such a
place since But it did not matter'-
rather YEARLY. 81 wanted to gee whether
1 could stand it; apd"-with an echo of
that terrible passion-'T failed"
Nonsense. my dear fellow! I don't
know what has brought you here, but,
after tonight, I would back you through
thick and thinp'
John Smith stopped abruptly in the
road, and turned to Newenham, his face
looking very white in the starlight.
''YOu don't know" he said steadily.
"1f you did, you would not say that. l
am thief. One night l was at such a
place as that, and man was there who
had bundle of bank mates. found them
and took them"
Nswenham drew back step in the road.
1t was terrible confession for an honor
able man to hear, and, if this man who
made it were the man ne suspected him to
be, it wss tenfold more degrading and re-
pulsive Probably that shrinking was un-
conscious, for Newenham was too generous
to trample on man who had fallen; but
unconscious or not, John Smith noticed it,
and felt the degradation keenly. He too
moved further away.
Don't think sball expect you to no
tice me-" he said awkwardly, but with a
touch of patient humility which gave the
words deep pathos. at was because of
thst-that tried to keep you off at first"
Then he turned upon mis- heel and walked
swiftly back towards the camp.
The next morning Mr.. John Smith made
an earnest attempt to induce Mr.. Shares.
brook to leave the place. He walked
into Deadman's Flat soon after day
break, experience having taught him
that that early hour was, in general
way, the only one that saw Mr.. Snares
brooks intellect at all equal to grasping
any situation with necessary amount of
clearness. The attempt, however, was a
still more disastrous failure Mr.. Shares
brook had received his arguments, en-
treaties and reproaches with logged sui
len silence, only relieved by an occasional
angry CLEAN in his eyes, as if ne resented
the young mans interference in his affairs,
but the daughter received his entreaties in
a manner that sent him from her dumb
with dismay.
He did not see her till monday, for she
had been keeping out Of his way. He met
her at last on the outskirts of the town;
lust as she was returning from long walk,
thinking by this time that he would have
gone back TO his claim at Bed Msctarvish.
She had gathered spray of azalea some
where in her wsnderiDgs, and as she came
Go the read holding it in one hand she
was absently pulling to pieces the delicate
pink blossoms with the other.
At his unexpected appearance the warm
blood rushed to her pale face, and she
stood looking at him over that rosy cloud
of blossoms, her breath coming fast, her
bosom rising and falling with the rapid
beating of her heart.
Her evident mental distress put an end
to his self control, and he blurted ont the
reason of his seeking her, without any re-
gard for eloquence or dignity of speech.
He was only conscious of wild, passion
ate desire to get her out of that place.
She looked at him fret compassionately;
but, as he went On with his earnest, If
rather incoherent advice, her compassion
slowly gave place to establishment. Then
suddenly that silent establishment was
turned to such passion Of anger, con-
tempt and loathing, such a scathing, pitt
less storm of words, that he stood sghsst.
go awsyr she exclaimed, stretching
out her slender, quivering hand towards
the red, dusty road. 'fKever speak to me
again! Whatever I thought of you-I
did not imagineyou were base, contempt
IDLE coward! Go away, and never let me
see your face again."
He turned away without another word,
and walked obedie1tly down the road
pointed out to him by that trembling
hand. He had no idea where it led to
except that it was out of her sight. AS be
turned away, he sew her sink down, all
her strength exhausted in that outburst OF
passion, the beautiful little brown head
bowed over the pink blossoms. He caught
family the sound of choked sob, but he
did net turn back to help her. She had
told him TO 90, and he wss going.
TO BE CONTINUED.