Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1892-08-31

You have -.,.re Ia tell me that
you hate me. You have come here tn
curse me for. wreclSing your happiness.
I could not help il. The clew was in
my hands. What would Won have done?''
Exactly what You did" said Ida,
YEARLY. She had thrown back her
veil. and stood looking at Nora with
haggard eyes and lips that twitched
convulsively:
Il started with Ninctte. ] thought !
would bring her here 10 plead with you
for her father; but-but-a friend met
us and insisted upon my leaving the
child with Mr.. Lorimer until had seen
you. 1t was Dennis. have heen say
ing good-by to him-giving him up a
second time-last1sS>-
--;.Why2 - ~hy?'
VAS kneeling by the arm of the
chair into which she had forced her Wis
itor. Surely it is not his wish?''
mo; it is not his wish. Poor Dennis.
But do you not see how shocking it is
TO be thinking of anything but--him?''
She put her hands to her head. perplex-
edly. Il am so tired of thinking-so
tired of trying to straighten things OUT
''You wanted me TO do something for
your Nora bent her head gently and
kissed the white blue-veined hand that
rested on the arm of the chair. My
heart aches for you, oh. say that you
forgive me-"
Forgive you? DO You suppose !
think you liked to do it? oh, dear, no.
1t must have been horrible. And You
Ninette's aunt-the 'Norrie' she loves NJ
dearly still But-don't You see?-Den-
mis- must not have a brother-in-law in
the penitentiary for life. | believe they
think that will lie the sentence-unless
unless She shuddcred. closed her
eyes, and her head dropped heavily
back against the chair
sPfA2g to her feet in alarm.
Ida opened her eyes slowly:
Il have not tainted. don't know
how tofaint. came to ask you To do
sometbing. feel as If You were the
only one they would listen TO. wish
Dennis had not followed me here. His
face comes between me and Sibley.
ought not to think of thing but my
poor boy nntil-until procure his par
DON"
Pardon Nora took up the word
feverishly. "A pardon from the gov
ernor?''
Ida looked at her anxiously. Yes.
You could do it. She was your sister.
Your wishes would carry weight You
loved her child-his child. 1 thought
~1or Ninette's sake. perhaps"
Nora laid her hand over the girls
quivering lips as softly as falling
flower petal Poor, suffering sister, for
your sake.'
A rush of feet, a shrill, childish
treble, and Ninette, held aloft in Den.
mis- strong arms. was before them. fiut'
tering her small handkerchief fran
tically. '.He tells me to cry good news
Hope. hope"
Both women turned appealing eyes
on Dennis. The torture of another mo-
ments suspense could not be borne.
"A clew." he said, huskily. but dc
believe it will lead TO Sibley's vindica
addressing himself now to Ida,
now to Nora. he went on. excitedly:
81 was sitting in the square. waiting
for You. dear. ] had allowed Ninette &c
wander off the length of a bench with
some respectable-looking youngster
when, all of a sudden, a commotion OF
some sort carried every idler in the
square to a certain corner of it. II
doesn't take long to mass a crowd in
that locality, and before I could make
up my mind whether to sit out or try to
leave the square in advance of tho
ragged forerunners, twopolicemen were
almost abreast of me. dragging between
them a woman in a beastly state of in
toxication.
''At sight of her. Ninette. there. sci
up a howl: Celeste, Celestei my Ce
leste-
''The mob came to standstill. The
woman had wrenchcd herself free ant
dartsd towards the child She was or