Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-03-10

ture. That, too, had been one of his
dreams of the future-the dream of tutor
ing and training her young, uniformed in
telligenoe he had done something to-
wards IT, he had, as il were touched the
spring which had set free all this new and
unexpected store Of power. But, ifhe had
planted, Others had watered and Others
would reap. In this great crisis of her
fortunes ne had been nothing to her.
Other voices and other hands had guided
and directed her Her kindly, crate
ful essages only stuDg and tor
tured him. They seemed to him the mer-
est friendly commonplace. In reality her
life had passed out OF his ken; her nature
had lowered into a rev perfection, and he
had not been there to see OF to help She
would never connect him with the Incl
dents or the influences which had trans
formed existence to her, aud would pIoba-
bly, irevOcably change the whole outline
Of her future. Once he had wounded and
startled her and h ID despaired for while OF
undoing the impression made upon her.
But now he felt no quick anxiety, no fear
how things might turn, only settled fiat
Consciousness of division. of q life that had
once been near to his swept away from
him forever, of diyereinZ roads which no
kindly fate would ever Join sgain.
For. by the end Of This time Of solitary
waiting, his change Of attitude was COp-
plete. Ii was evident to him that his an
ticipation of her failure, poiest as 1t had
been over his life, had never been half so
real, half 50 vivid as this new and strange
I foIebOiing of her true success. Marie
must he right. He had been mere blind,
hair-splitting pedani, ju1ging Isabel
Bretterton by principles and stsndsrds
which left out OF CONT the Unborn energy,
the natural power Of growth, ofsuch par
sOnality as ners. Aud the more he had
once doubted the more he now believed.
Yes, she would be great-sbe would make
her way into that city of the mind IN
which he himself had made his dwelling
place she, too, would enter upon the
worlds vast inheritance Of knowledge.
she would become, if only her physical
frame proved equal to the demands upon
IL, one OF that little band of interpreters, Of
ministers Of the idea by whom the intel
lectual life of society is fed and quicken
ENs NJ As uc 50 4Nal III Ms wv II cc4n5l
c0vetous need as not to rejoice?
Oh, but she was a woman she wa.
beautiful and be loved hes, Do what be
would, all ideal and impsrsonal c01sid .ra-
tons fen utterly away from him. Day 10y
day he knew more Ct MS OWE heart; day
by day the philosopher grew weaker IL
him and the mans claim hercer. Bsior,
him peruetualy were two figures Of q most
human ard practical reality. He saw g
great actress absorbed IN the exc enent
OF the mos stimulating OF lives. hsT power
rpening from year to year, her fame grow
Ing and widening with time; and beside
this brilliant vision he saw himself a quiet
man of letters, With the enthusiasms Of
youth behind him, the calm of middle age
before him What possible link could
there be between them?
At las. WslhCe's letter cleared still
farther the issues Of the conflict, or rather
i. led TO Hendsls making a fatalist com
pact with himself He was weary Of the
struggle, and it seemed to him that he
must some how or other escape from the
grip in which his lie was held. He must
somehow dsaden this sense, this bitter
sense Of loss, fit were only by postp0ninS
the last remuneration. He would 20 back
20 his work and force himself not to hate
it. 10 was his only refuge, and he mus
cling to 1t for dear life And he would
not see her again till the night Of the frs
performance OF ''E' vira. She would b.
ia London in a months time, but 1t
would take care te be on
of reach. He would not meet thoss
glorious eyes or touch that hauC
again TIL the die was cast-upon the fat:
of 'E vira be staked his own. The de
cision brought him strange kind of peace
and be went back TO his papers and books
like man who had escaped from the
grasp Of some deadly physical i'll into q
period of comparative ease and relief