The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-01-25

THEN HOW DID YOU COME DY MY cAMEo2"
On the evening on which made tins
new and determined it should prove
an Observation-Disclosures CHANGED to
be sitting on the portico with Miss
Ward. The moon was at the full. and
came out of the ocean as the sun set. 1t
seems singular to me now that should
have presumed to speak SO conhdingly
to one ! had known so short a time.
Besides, my companion had not encour-
aged any special confidence on my part.
Indeed, regretted that she had ceased
to treat me with the unconventionality
of the others, and seemed at times
trife constrained What it was that led
me to confide in her on the evening
mentioned can scarcely conceive, I'M
less it was that exquisite hour-the most
delightful to me of all hours of the day
when the newly risen full moon stands
on the horizon as if payising to survey
the landscape. aud then begins to rise,
great illuminated ball, IN the heavens.
Whatever was the cause, touched
upon several episodes ia my life, among
them the story of my meeting little
Della in the park in Germany, twelve
years before. gave minute account
of what occurred; the ehilds appropria-
ton of the park flowers, the approach Of
the policeman, the honest confession
When came to speak of her departure,
Here, said, putting my finger on my
scarfpin, lis the mate to keepsake
gave her.
What beautiful Cancel" She looked
at it closely. II think have noticed it
in your scarf before"
took it from its place and handed it
to her. She bent over it to examine the
carving in the rningling twilight and
moonlight.
You haven't told me, she said, with
out looking up. what it was that en-
gagged your attention on the day after
you parted with the little GIRL
/ hesitated THAT would scarcely in
terest woman
But wish to know"
told her of my quarrel with my En-.
glish friend; my dream before going out
to the field; my firing aside, and receiv-
ing my adyersary's bullet. As gave
the short story she bent closer to the OBJ
ject she was examining, and lower and
lower, as the twilight deepened, until
her face was entirely hidden from me.
When had finished we sat some time
in silence.
This pin, she remarked at last, must
have been cut at Rome.
1T was"
Il thought So They cut them beau
tifully there
''Were you ever in Rome?'
And the child she went on, with
out needing my question, 'she really
prevented your becoming a--murderer?
Would you have SO regarded mes" ]
looked at her anxiously. Indeed there
was that in her manner, as well as her
words, which made me tremble.
Eyes, and mores she raised her eyes
and fixed them full upon mine; "a cow
ard"
Great heavens! How like the look Of
the face of Della in my dream Of years
beforel
"And you have given up all expecta-
ton of ever seeing the child again?' she
asked, turning her eyes from me to the
cameo.
II scarcely know if l should wish to
meet her"
'swhyps
Under an impulse of gratitude for
the unknowing part she had taken in
preventing my being murderer" -
"And coward, she interrupted.
eAnd coward I admitted, Il made
silly, sentimental VOW
What vowy she frowned.
THAT no other person should be my
wife; that would seek her, and when
found, if ever, I would win herr"
Surprising that she would be willingy
she added, not giving me time to finish.
It was plain that ! had antagonized her
"Of course"
"Welly'
"Since them looked out at ths
| peaceful moon, at the deepening shad
ows, the gilded face of the rocks since
then have met one who has driven thu
child image from my mind-I fear from
my heart"
We sat without speaking, each wait
ing for the other to break the silence.
sYou have spoiled a pretty story, sh
said somewhat sadly. lyon should hay'
been true to the little girl. How do yol
know but that she is treasuring the mat
to your PM"
"She was too young"
sHow old did you sayT
"Seyen, perhaps
ssSevenl That's not too young. Iva
impressed myself at that age"
ssMav aet ava CON trua RI that in,