New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-08-16
RoWENY IN BOSTON.
XIII.
CONCLUSION.

osyyrssa; 1891: By The Tribune <sssotassA
Hiram futile looked anxiousy at the man the
s.her side Of the fence.
Il s,pose it's jest like other big places" he
said "Of course there's good deal of wicked
MSS there but Roweny won't be in that part Of
H."
sShe can't help it, returned young Barrett
sYou don't seem to realize; yeu---" He stopped
from inability TO find words powerful enough
lie could not endure this feeling of helplessness.
He was sure that there were words that would
express what he wanted TO say if he could only
find them.
From the first he had had that vague, but
strong distrust of all outlandish things, particu
lsrly Of French things. which is ingrained in the
ignorant and suspicious countryrnan. But be had
desire TO be just. few weeks before he had
ridden ten miles TO town where there was
book store. He had asked the clerk for " book
about Paris" He could not tell what he wanted
clearer than that the volume should be concerning
that city. The store was lot very large, aud It's
stock mostly of certain kind. The clerE sug-
gested The Mysteries of Paris = as being ABOUT
what his customer desired Philip bought the
book and since then he had been slowly porl1g
over Sues lurid pages. His worst apprehenslonF
were more than confirmed. lie was driven ever
10 the Tuttle homestead by a terror for kowena
future. What were they thinking Rowena'
Philip Barrett was frantic. And when slow,
somewhat phlegmatic nature is wrought up to
this stage the result is pitiable.
lie gazed at Mr.. Tuttle, who looked back at
him and then picked another potato beetle and
destroyed it, this time with two stones.
Philip actually gasped. Could not he make
even the girls father know what place
Paris was He had not the power of gcsticula-
ton, and he had not the power Of words lie
thrust his hands deep into his pockets and shut
them furiously there.
Damn it" he cried out Then he walked
quickly down toward the house, leaving Mr..
Tuttle strongly impressed by words which be
had never before heard the young man use.
Philip saw Rowena standing a ladder, which
was placed against q tree of late cherries at the
back of the house She had two-quart rind"
tied 70 her waist and was putting cherries into
it, NIaruaduke was lesurely nosing every
cherry that fell TO the ground He looked up
and barked when he was aware Of Philips ap-
proach:
Rowena quickly descended and advanced to
meet her visitor. She had hoped to see him
before she eft home. But she paused and al
most shrank when she noticed his face.
is anything the matter ?" she asked.
Philip seized her by the arm.
You can't CO." he said. It's a horrible
place-a Sodom I've ben readin' all about it.
l. Oh, you can't CO."
He had hoped he should be given some words
1t all clear 20 him: why could not he
make IL clear TO those who ought 10 understand
Il don't know what you mean," said the girl
slowly.
Il mean Paris You can't 60"
Please don't talk like that" said Rowena,
because / shall go if live. am TO learn
all about painting there"
The man felt his strength leaving him. He was
powerless then He had not seen Rowena for
many months; now 10 stand near her and hear
her voice: TO be indefinitely ana hOINcssly aware
that TO him she was more charming than ever ;
and TO know that he could not prevent her from
going 10 Paris-hOw was he 10 endure all this
And he could not possibly find words to- tell all
he knew about Paris. lie was sure if he could
only tell he should be able to convince even
Rowena.
Neither of them noticed that carriage had
driven quickly up 10 the front of the house.
Neither noticed that Marnadukc had dashed round
and was now barking a welcome. The
terrier Immediately returned, conducting lady,
whose glance directly saw the group under the
cherry tree.
She paused slightly in her walk The two by
the tree were very much in earnest; they did not
yet know Of her approach
II was ROwena, who turned and uttered a
quick exclamation of relief and JOY
Barrett also turned, and he Immediately knew
the stranger as the woman whom he had seen
at the play in Boston, Rowena's friend
He stepped forward and reached Miss Phillips
with one long stride, as it seemed. He did not
wait for any greetings from anybody, but the
lady silently put forth her hand, with its ex-
quisite gray glove, and took the girls cherry
stained fingers closely.
you are the that stop it, said Bar
rett with heavy emphasis. " II you don't know
about that place. and that 'tsint fit for girl
to go to, / en- tell you. I've read whole book
about it. It's worse n Sodom."
The young man paused. The pale, high face
and inclsve glance were not affected by his
words save that the glance softened In kind
Of pity, touched with contempt
DO you mean Paris?" asked Miss Phillips
~Yes" Philip raised his voice. Il tell you
it's worse N -"
But | shall be with her, interrupted Miss
Phillips calmly and ! know my Sodom very
well She turned to Rowena, now ignoring
Barrett completely. Il came for you, dear 1t
Is better 10 go sooner. We will take Cunard
ron Boston tomorrow.
Barrett did not know what Cunard was. but
he knew ROwena would 20 tomorrow. His head
ouuA nc ulu ito6 lty 10 sptdhs Va WIZ" NoS was
II trying TO speak?
With bis head still down he walked toward the
road. AT the gate slight figure came TO his
side. Two hands caught his hand, which hung
inertly.
GOod-by. dear Philip" said Rowena don't
worry. Paris shall not hurt me. Goodby.'
Sitting with the futile family that evening,
Miss Phillips explained how some friends of hers
had given up going on the next steamer, and that
she and Rowena could have their rooms. changing
boats with them it was better boat it was
every way better than the one in which they
had expected 70 go, and it was only two weeks