The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-06-01
ure, and the consequent rt-broken.

ure, and the consequent heart-brokeu-
ness on both sides.
We find Robin alone in the dining
room. She looks rather desolate obs
ject perched on one of the penitential
STRAIGHTFORWARD chairs, and my heart
reproaches me for that lettering In the
grounds.
Where is John?" / question, in an
eager whisper; our movements must
needs be stealthy for fear OF waking
aunt Louisa.
..He has gone upstairs to his room, >
answers Robin, in the same hushed
tones.
mot to his study?"-in some sur
prise.
mo, not to his study; and; Mr..
Rodman '-turning 10 Harry-s:he told
me to wish you good night On his be-
half, and to say that he felt ashamed
of his folly, and hoped you would rot
chaff him too numerically tomorrow. !"
'.Oh, Robin!" cry amazed. Jack
surely did not use the word ichaff'P ?"
well, mo- believe you are right"
acquiesces my friend TRANQUILITY; ''but
he gave me message which amount
ed to what have told you.''
Then Harry declares that he must
be off; SO we quietly let him out of the
window, and watch him till he disap-
pears round the stable angle, with Nell
n bic boa1s The rr,.ao,,, 10 povo. nv
pected to wait up for Harry. When
late, he saddles his own horse, having
been provided with duplicate key to
the stable-door, for convenience sake.
After securing the dining-roo
shutters, Robin and creep cautiously
up the moonlit staircase; and as we
reach the landing the hall-clock strikes
twd. Instead of repairing to my room,
Ifollow Robin to hers, feeling anxious
as to, how John may have taken. the
denouement of his spiritualistic meet
ings.
sis John angry with us ALP" I ask
eagerly, as Robin, having lighted her
candles, begins to divest herself OF her
wraps.
mo; he seemed too infinitely re-
lieved at the result to take much heed
OF the means employed to bring it
about"
'.That is a good thing. | had an
idea he would be desperately angry at
our interference.
''I1e is far too just u man for that, "
pn1, f-lx 81 x,h,i Lyrn
Blanche" she continues, after mo-
ment's pause-''I can't tell you how it
is-but | don't feel in the least in
clined to laugh at your brothers con-
duct, though it is of course very ridic-
ulous; but he was himself 50 thorough
ly in ernest, so thoroughly convinced
that he was in communications with a
spirit. He confded to me everything
as we walked home, and. instead of
laughing. actually cried when he
told me Of the dread, and yet longing,
which seized him when he first be-
lieved he was holding intercourse with
his lost loves spirit
Il am afraid the brusque arousing
from his dream will affect his spirits
most dreadfully," / remark-for in
truth u gloomy foreboding overhangs
me.
Son the contrary" returns Robin,
with confidence, II think he will re-
vive and become an ordinary mortal
now. The scene tonight has opened
his eyes to the folly of his conduc. in
brooding over the past till it had be-
come a monomania with him.
"He seems to have been quite con-
fidential, / say, little jealousy.
He was" answers Robin, with
marked emphasis; "and, though !
hope, as a rule, / am not very dog
NAUTICAL, / took the liberty Of giving
your brother small piece of my mind
abused the unwholesome literature he
has been dipping into, to my hearts
content, and ended by advising him 10
read Longfellow's Psalm of Life"
..Your intentions, l am sure, are
good, Robin" say with some pity in
my tone. But am afraid your advice
won't be of much use; don't think
Jack ever reads poetry