The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-02-22
CHAPTER VII.

Sally went to Miss Parker's school. She
had to face all the drudgery of preparing
the girls for their lessons, and taking them
safely through the rudiments. She knew
what awaited her and did not finch. Dur
ing the last FIVE years she had learned how
to master her love, To use it as an incen-
tive to hard work; but it was easier to
fight the battle alone; to fight at all in
Kenneth's presence was impossible. Day
by day she plunged with feverish vigor
into the work of teaching, plodding on
with pale face and heavy eyes through
the long list of pupils. During the night
watches she thought it was a hundred
times better that she should suffer than
he; better that the wrench should come
now than that he should marry her. and
his good name be ciouded by her shameful
story.
Time passed more quickly for Kenneth,
for at the end of it shone hope. Sally had
none.
When the month was over Kenneth
said, To-day am going to Sally
What you will let the within of mo-
ment ruin your life ?" said Hannah.
IF / followed your advice two lives
would be ruined"
That very day he went to Streatham.
Sally's work had been harder than usual
The everlasting exercises, the never ceas-
ing scales, the persistent wrong notes, the
enormous difficulties of teaching suburban
young ladies without voice or ear to sing
had worn her out.
Suddenly pupil exclaimed, "Oh! there
is such a handsome young man coming up
the drive" tSally was unmoved; no
young man was likely to call on her. }
He must have come to see Miss DAWSON
That's tour cousins in three weeks"
Sally looked up and saw Kenneth. Her
heart seemed TO rush into her mouth. She
dismissed the girl, and steadied herself
A mirror was in front of her, and she saw
her own face pale as death, with dark
shadows round the eyes. She wore dingy
old black dress, but even that could not
conceal the grace of the lovely young neck
and the sweep OF the beautiful shoulders
And now Kenneth entered, and when she
saw his radiant face, full of strength and
fervor, she felt that he looked years
younger than she did. That sorrowful.
girllsh face, full of pathetic endurance. ap-
pealed to his heart irresistibly, and with
out moments thought ne flung his arms
round her and kissed her.
All Sally's nineteen years of life cui-
minated in that first unwarrantable en-
brace. As her pretty, flushed face rested
| for moment on his shoulder her heart
Then she wrenched herself free, and her
blush ebbed away, leaving her as pale as
marble and as hard.
''You might, at least, have spared me
| this, and LETT me some self-respecf,n she
said, looking like young Joan of Arc
He ought TO have been abashed and
humbled, but he wasn't.
..Sally!' he whispered. so tenderly that
she drew back again. mistrusting herself
and him. sally. love yo1-you know
do" Sally tried hard TO keep back the
flood OF joy that welled up from her heart
into her eyes
do men in your rank of life act like that
and speak afterward?'' Looking down
into the sweet depths of her eyes, he said !:
''Oh, my love, you are wasting moments
that might be SO sweet. We love each
-" Ere he could finish Sally flashed
in:
who told you 1 loved you? Have /
ever led you to think I loved you2" He
gazed at her with such sweet, manly as
surance that she felt her anger melting
| away.
sally, my darling, | see it In your ewes
Il hear it in your voice. Love has given
me insight"
! "Of course you know it." And her voice