Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-10-12

and you would not be so heartless as to forsalze him now"
 Louise spoke in pleading tones, and her sad words and her yet sadder face ought to have touched a heart of stone, but they had no effect on Pearson other than to confirm him in his purpose.
 ''NVhy should I put myself to any trouble for your parents" he coolly re- piled, except it be for your sake? They are nothing to me, while you are all the world. Be mine, Louise, and then will continue my interest in them. Refuse my offer, and cut myself away from the family. I will not try further to force you to accept my terms. make them known to you, and show you the alternative, and leave you free to choose as you wish. You can be- come mine and save your parents, or you can refuse my offer and submit to the consequences"
 Having spoken thus Pearson arose and walked to and fro along the bank, while Louise sat buried in sorrow and doubts. That was the most trying hour of her sad life. She knew only too we'll the awful doom that hung over her poor parents, and her heart bled for them. She pictured to herself her loved father clad in & convict's garb and locked up for years in a terrible prison, for no crime save that of trying to pro- vide bread for his starving wife and child. She pictured her mothers grief and death, which she knew would fol- low her fathers arrest. She pictured all the misery and suffering that would come with the laws enforcement, and she became sick at heart.
 No, mo-" she said, ''that must not, shall not be if I can prevent it. I will make any sacrifice to save my loved oncs."
 Then on the other hand she thought | of Paul, and up from the past floated remembrances of the happy hours she had spent with him, and of the bright pictures her fancy had painted of the future when she should be Paul's wife. She recalled all his tender words and 1 glances, and now in this hour, when she was called upon to give him up, she felt her soul going out to him as it had never gone out before, and she felt how utterly impossible it would be to live happily without him, and in spirit she walled:
 ''Oh, Paul, Paul, how can give you mp? How can I lose you? God, Thou art just and righteous, and surely Thou hast not forsal1en me in this dark hour. Help me, Lord, to save my parents, but do not require me to do it at such a cost"
 Pearson returned and stopped before the girl.
 "Well," he said, "have you decided?''
 Mo- she replied, without looking up, 'I must have more time. Will you wait until tomorrow"
 q suppose I must if you require it, but see no use in it. You ought to be able to decide how you will act without much thought. It is a simple question On one side is your fathers honor and happiness, your mothers life, and riches for yourself, while on the other side there is nothing but your own fancy You ought to be able to choose between the two easily enough"
 II must have time. It Is matter o1 more importance to me than you say. must ask God to help and direct me-"
 Pearson gave light laugh at this and the girl .shrank farther from him.
 ''To give up dear Paul." she thought ''is enough to break my heart, but tc become the wife of this man makes the sacrifice unbearable."
 She felt all her old loathing of hin return, and if only herself had been 1T the question, she would a thousand times rather have gone to deaths em brace than his.
 f"Well," said Pearson after a little si lencc, ''if you must have until to-mor row to decide, suppose we go back" l . tII womb ro otbays frrc hoo11 olo o11 ise replied. You need not wait fol me-"
 But you see, Louise, that would no do. Your parents would suspicion