Mexico weekly ledger., 1889-04-11

dcnce. He did not expect to speak to her;
the most he hoped WAS 10 catch Il possible
glimpse of her before she gave herself ir-
retcicvabiy 10 another.
Even that much did not seem likely to be
granted him. The shutters were closed,
and scarcely a CLEAN OF light stole out along
the entire front.
He walked past fer some distance. then
turned and rcpassed, trying to imagine
what they were dong within, how she was
enduring Ingot's fulsome attentions. Gould
it be that she was finding pleasure in his
admiration, that she was passing a counter
felt of love on herself?-for that she had
taught herself any real regard for the man,
he did not believe.
He had passed and repdssed thus twice,
Il was approaching the house for the
third time, when the door opened aud the
two men came cut. Rot wishing to be
seen, Norris paused in the shadow of the
next house while they stood chatting for u
moment together.
"She has 10 doubt OF you2" Ingot asked.
met q doubt. Why should shes! have
never failed her yet. She relies on my
word, and1 have passed it more solemnly
than she has ever heard me declare any
thing before, Rest easy; there will be no
withdrawal On her part before the time.'
w GLl, NOi art Il CDUl C4tt, Sdtlu ilSDG, III
almost disgUsted tones. I've a streak Of
the rascal in me, but / can't match you. I'll
have to look out for you as a brother-in-Iaw
or you'll be getting the best of me-. Well,
goodnight: see you tomorrow, of course
"You will sec me tomorrow, assented
Lyman, and the tyTo-partcd, going their sep
arate ways.
Norris was still lingering there when the
door again turned on its hinges. A slight
form stood On the threshold, with a white
shawl over its head. locking into the dim
obscurity of the street. He stirred, and d
low voice called timiily: "Lyulan!n
sit is /, Miss Childer.'' he replied, ad-
vancing. You would not receive my let
ter, win you glve me I word now for the
last time!'
I'll had something to say to Lyman =
she tailored.
HE Is gone beyond recall. Pray, do not
deny me this chance. 1t is only to tell you
what you must know, that l love you, love
you, and would give my life to serve you if
Icould. Oh, why were you in such haste to
bind yourself why would you not give me
time to try"
"Hushii she said scarcely above a whis-
per. .Oh, hush! Unjust not listen"
"Why not: Because your heart plays
the traltors Because, oh, Carol, you might
nave bce1 taught to love mes Is it too late
too late forever, my love, my darling-oT
will you break from those hateful bonds
! yet and come to me2 Do not go. Let me
persuade you by all the might and power
Of my lore to be true to yourself, even
though you may not be kind TO me. Do not
marry that man. Do what you viii for
your brother except that. He is urging
you to it, is he not: But he has no right to
ask SO much as that"
The little, Tutoring hand he had caught
and was holding closely in his grew cold
and slipped out of his clasp.
"You are wrong. Lyman would nc moro
urge rae toto that, against my will. than
you would. He wants me to be happy in my
own way. Indeed, it IS true"
Wilt make you happy to marry Ingot,
hen!" asked Norris. in~creduiously.
Faint as the light was. he could see the
rich color which dyed her cheek, the shy
wistful look III the eyes that met his.
"lexpect to be happy after tomorrow
she whispered, and SO saying was gone
The door closed, leaving HIM standing alone
Oh the steps.
How foolish he had been! How needless
ly he had worried himself in his fears fol-
her, and yet, poor child! was she not de
ceiying herself: He could not be angry
with her, though he tried, but in his disap
pointnlent he went straight through thu
streets home and to bed, to the infinite sat
isfaction of Mrs. Bates, who knew nothing
of the storm of grief and desolation whicl
kept him wakcful far INTO the mornin.
hours.
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