Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1890-02-26

Mers. Carisfort staggered to her feet,
and with wild eyes searched my face for
confirmation of her fears. Silently
bowed my head and turned away, with
an effort mastering my wish to do or
say anything to comfort her; Tor l felt
that if ever the breach between those
two could be bridged it would be now,
when, her love thrown back upon her.
self, she would more sorely feel the
trouble. Both thought me heartless,
no doubt. My actions have been so
often interpreted wrongly Whose are
not? / could afford to rest under this
one more misconstruction, and was sat-
isfied when | saw that things tell out as
| designed.
Jack Carisfort went toward his wife
with arms outstretched, such an ex-
preston in his face as must have soft
ened her resentment, had she once
looked up. But with downcast eyes
she retreated blindly as he advanced
until, reaching the chamber door, she
leant against it, no longer a marble
statue, but woman startled into ami
nation, and painting in her nervous ex-
element like wounded deer at bay.
"Wife, listen to me; have right to
comfort you," he cried in sharp, impas-
stoned tones.
''The right is forfeited"
She spoke slowly, with that stiff utter
ance which is not indicative OF lack of
feeling, but the reverse. /, who had not
mixed with ny world without observing
and grasping some of the contradictory
intricacies that 90 to form a woman 8
character, guessed that she was already
relenting, though her fingers were on
the handle Of the door, and the starched
folds of her white gown were gathered
hastily round her with forbidding rus
tie to escape his contact. Jack, how
ever, was less experienced, and
his perceptions were doubtless blunted
by his strong interest in the point at is
sue.
"You are not leaving me?-not-no
forever?"
why should you care ?' bitterly.
1.-The money-as much as you want Of it
lis yours"
"Let the money go-to found hos
pital. | will never touch a farthing.
in the world-but you"
And then. as she answered nothing,
but stood there trembling:
Think what shall [ do with my life
alone p"
And !" breathlessly. Had there
been another door in the room beside
the one they barred, | should have gone
out at this juncture; as il was, [ cam
ined intentlv the flowers in the window
seat, as though / had no other interest
than botany, and placed both hands
over my ears in desperate endeavor
to keep their privacy intact.
At last | turned round, with some
preparatory noise as warning, which,
as faithful chronicler of events, | must
add was disregarded.
They we're standing near the bed he,
one arm gently supporting her as she
leaned across his breast, with his olsen
gagged hand softly caressing her hair.
His lace was very grave, vet happier
than L had ever seen it before;' even in
the early days; and though the tears
were still in her sweet eyes, tender
smile played about her mouth.
Not for moment forgetting their loss,
they were conscious all the while they
had won something which otherwise
might never have been theirs. While
the child lived. it had been a link only
strong enough to keep them together in
amity; but by its death it had drawn
them SO near one to the other that none
could ever now divide them, save that
dark aeel who had then passed over
his terribly beautiful face yelled in
mercy as he, smote, his sable wings
touched hopefully with light.