The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1890-12-23
CHAPTER VII.
VICTORY!

murcd Uery gently.
We took a road utterly unknown to
me-up hill and down.
No one spoke u word. had plenty of
time to think, but somehow my ideas
refused TO come in any sort of order. One
thought, however, kept rolling upper
most in the surging stream of ideas-to
be true to my proud resolve not to aid
her triumph by one weak look even!
And there she sat, crouched up in the
buffalo, holding herlnuff before her face,
and seemingly more anxious about the
tip of her nose than about her future
state. Once she turned, looked pityingly
at her weeping friend.
Don't cry So Anna darling. 1t will
soon be over"
Ye gods! Here was GOODNESS for you!
But the tender one, far from seeming
colnforted, only bowed her head still
lower, while she ceased to Sob
AT last the moonlight waned. A pale,
siclrly flush rose over the face of the
east, and rs we reached the crest of the
next hill the day broke.
Tom turned two or three times III the
next mile and glanced uneasily at the
still, bent figure beside me. 1t seemed
to me he took very unnecessary in
terest in that young persons crying
Perhaps, however, her evident reluc-
lance to aid in his disgraceful proceed
ing raised .remorse in his bosom. Still,
l rather respected the White Mouse for
her sympathy in her friends unwomanly
position, and as we passed the next
heavy shadow of trees l tried my hand
at consolation. STOPPING toward her !
said very gently;
pray be comforted. A foolish girl
will throw herself away sooner OF later,
you know. Believe me, if my opinion is
of any value to you, feel that none of
the sin, little of the folly, of today is at
your door know you were entrapped
into it; l know you wouldn't do it if
you could help yourself.
The others had failed, but was sue.
cessful. The weeping White Mouse
stared at me a moment, Strengthened
herself up and the same flash she had
left me with the night before came into
her eyes. Then she dried them, stuffed
handkerchief and hands into her muff
and looked dead at the gray's ears.
AT first 1 hardly understood that look,
then l was fully satisfied. She really
did love me then, after all, and my ire
at the perfidy of the pair before us woke
sympathetic flash in her. said moth
ing now. felt she would be comforted
by the commentator of the man she
loved SO strangely.
Up the steep we ratified, and straight
ahead of us at the base of the winding
hill stood a little country church. its
graceful spire and old time holdings
standing out in clear cut silhouette
against the white clad hill behind it.
Tom Strengthened himself up, pointed to
the church with his whip aud then
without word let it fall on the sorrel's
tanks. The steaming horses answered
with rush down the hill, whirled us
past the white rallied church yard and
drew up at the door of the old parson-
age, lying almost within it. AS we
stopped the sleigh bells shook out a
merry marriage chime that called gem
tleman into the porch. He was tall
handsome old man, with forest of gray
beard framing rudy face, and a
sparkle III his clear eye that showed him
not all saint
"You are prompt as welcome, my
dear children" he said, as he lifted Miss
Blythe from the sleigh and bent down
10 kiss her forehead "All Is ready,
Tom, got your letter and the license
just in time. and your oourier's zeal was
proven by the foam that covered his
horse"
(To be Continued.)