The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-08-03


BE careful. Kase. Don't speak too
harshiy. A mans heart and life are of
some value deserve some considera.
ton
4Oh. Bright, begged, beginning to
cry, .do not love me. You should see !
have no heart. l care only for friends.
Soon as a man loves me hate him Be
my friend, Bright. want one SO. am
as nice as ever was for friend. / have
not changed
.But / have changed said he, lock
ing his hands behind him. II can no
longer see you but that my heart leaps
to hold you ia my arms forever. Yes, ]
have changed. The light of your eyes
puts me on fire. The touch of your hand
viii make me forget even your own com
nland. Tell me to stay and / win be
gentle, and never forget till have won
you; but ask me to stay as your friend,
and r.
.'0h, | know" I interrupted; '.you
viii shoot yourself, won't your Because
/ offer you all have for you, and stick
to the truth that | have no more. L am
TO be hollered at like that. and off you
march to the devil. Aren't you ashamed:
| never asked you to love me, did II
Why should I get all the blame Of 1T
Why must we always be bullied by the
men who pretend to care for us2
His face turned gray. You dare not
speak SO to me. he whispered, hoarsely,
his head sinking between his shoulders
as he looked at me. and his eyes CLEAN.
ing savagely.
was SO frightened that l could make
no move at al when he seemed ready to
crush the life from me, and could not
take my eyes from his, angry and cruel
as they were. He must have seen how
afraid was, for Of sudden he loosed
me, calling himself in miserable,
shamed way brute.
would not let him turn away, and
said in an eager tumble of words
please, Bright, look at me. You can
see I don't love you. can you not? First,
make sure of that. Then be kind and
generous and good, and don't you throw
nue. off. / cannot lose all my friends
"Ernest, too" said he, the thought
just coming to him.
Then he lifted my face, and looked at
me. was not afraid, but when could
not see any more for tears asked again
''Be friends. Bright"
He drew a long breath, and said:
"You're brave little girl, Kate" At
ter moment, he went on: $50 every one
is falling in love with you, and bothering
your life out? Well, at least won't do
that. rll--I'll-be friends, Kate.
The words came slowly, and his lips,
although he smiled, were so white that
fastened to show how much l appre-
ciated his goodness.
'sThank you--thank you, said, add
ing. earnestly. 81 love you more for that
than ever l did before
His face twitched and he said, smiling
again: 1T would be kind to choose your
words better, Kate Then after a long
stare at me, he said with complete return
to his old manner: ''Good-by, Kate /
must get away from you now, but don't
think any more of all this. Only remen-
Der, no matter how many lovers you
have, you've one friend, .
Thank you, Bright l said. again
laughing aloud from happiness.
He made face half comic and half
serious. Don't laugh. I'm going to
shoot myself, maybe. That's what they
all do, isn't its''
"Or drown themselves I observed
meekly. "or-go to the devil"
s'All right. I'll take my choice when
I get out. Good-by, Kate"
stood on hassock, reached my arms
about his neck, and kissed him on both
cheeks, saying gratefully: "You have
been awfully kind to me, Bright, and
indeed I'm very thankful"
We'll, you ought to be, :" he assented,
grimly. Wringing my hand he said
another CHEEKY "Good-by; remember
your friend" and was gone.
sighed big sigh. All! how much
nicer friendship was than anything else,
thought gratefully.