The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1890-05-18

desire TO keep me near You for the purpose,
ae S "F mae many hC Ways sOah that
would take me out of your path is atlast aoou
to be fulnlled,"
mo! You can look me, in tho face and say
that! SANITY lips never lie, however, 90 ,tney
borne good deal from you as told you be
fore. IN bear no more; give In Fate has
beeR toe st! onG a iSr NO S3nr own fate"
There ls no reason why should stay o.,or
ing ToetstenS can be heard outside the door
and merry little shout o! laughter. Ihe
yentionni siyie. and Brrtie iushes into the
| room. n fox terrier ut his heels. me Jog Is
| evidently quite as NJ to the game as the boy
and both race tenipestuously M the room ana
| preciultata themselves against Lady Bhltl-
mores skirts. Hound and round her the c has,
| continues, until the boy. bursting away from
his mothor dashes toward his father. the ter
There isn't so much scope for talent in a pair
OF trousers ne N a macs of dainty Eetticoals'
and presently Berto grows tired tlings nm
self down upon the ground. and let's the deg
tumble over him there The Jeust Is virtually
Lady baltimore. who has stood immoyeable
cold, white beautiful look upon her face. now
points to the stricken child lying painting,
laughing, and playing with the dog at his
There is reasonl" says sho. almost in
audibly. , .,. ...,,.
all that out 1t is not enough" says he.
child. -" DO you know this that your father Is
"Going?" says the boy vaguely, forgetting
the dog for moment and glancing upward.
Away Forever"
Where ?" says the boy again. He rises to
then he smiles and filings himself into his
arms. Oh. no" snys he in little soft, happy
"Forever! Forever!" repeats Isabel in a
TAKE me up. says the child. Juggling at his
fathers arms What does mamma mean'
TO America to loot bears" returns Bati-
more with an embarrassed laugh. How near
TO tears 1t is.
Real live bears"
Yes"
Take mo ?" says the child. excitedly.
And leave mammal
oh, ;-he,Il come too" says BERTHE, cQnfdent;;
ly. shell come where 60" Where lie would
gothic child. But would she 90 whore the
fa her wentH Baltimoros brow darkens.
am afraid II rs out of the question" he
says, putting BERTHE back again upon the car
pct where the fox terrier Is barking furousy
and jumping up and down In n frenIed fashion
a. II OF b ne e9 9n are eGs
and strong"
You will como back for me-" cries Berthe.
Perhnps."
He win not breaks in Lady Baltimore .yio-
tontly. lie VIII come bAck no more Wnen
he. goes YOU will never see him again. he has
said So He Is going forever" These last two
terrible words seem to have sunk into her
soul. She cannot cease from repeating them.
Let tho boy alone says baltimore, angrily.
The child il looking from one parent TO the
other. He seems puzzled. eXpectant but
scarcely unhappy Childhood can grasp
great deal. but not oil. The more unhappy the
childhood tho more it can. underst and Of the
sudden and larger ways Of life. But children
deiicately brought up and clothed In love from
their cradle find 1t hard TO realize that IN end
to their happiness can ever come.
Tell me. papa" says he at last In vague.
sweet little way.
What is there to tell 2" replies his father
with q most meaRre laugh, except that l saw
Beecher bringing in some fresh oranges half
an hour ago. Perhaps he hasn't eaten them all
yet. II you were to ask him for ono"
IN find him." cries BERTHE brightly for
getting everything but the present moment.
Come Trixy, come" to his dog, you shall
have some, too"
You see there won't BIO much trouble with
him." says Baltimore. when the boy has run
out OF the room in pursuit. OF oranges. :" 1t
will take hin day. perhaps. and after that he
will be quite your own. r. you won't sign
these papers to day YOU will perhaps to- NOR
row. had hetter go and tell Hausard that you
would like to have little time to look them
over"
lie walks quickly down tho room, opons the
door. and closes 1t after him.
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