The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1892-09-28

your head away from me TIthouta smile.
Do you love me only if have no voice,
no viii of my oSnT
~'Listen to me, child I said looking
her in the face 4 have striven to be
father to you since I brought you here
l have loved you, heaven only knows
how dearly In return l only ask you
TO let me prevent your making COM
plete wreck Of your life. I want to save
you from a sad fate, and you think me
tyrant'
-She took my hand in both hers and
pressed her face on It, then looked up
with a smile.
Il wish Harry was here she said.
He would help me 70 convince you He
always took my side
Il ought not 70 have told you that my
dear boy, but II was 50 fresh in my mind,
as it struck me foreibIy at the time,
knowing as did your love for her. For
give me my want Of tact
"She was not giving to shedding tears
I Ike some women, or she would have
cried then. Her cheeks we're hot and
burning as they touched NY hand, while
her eyes we're feverishly bright. She
used every argument she could fnd 10 in
duce me to consent 10 her engagement, /
and as l remained silent she drew nearer
and gazed up eagerly in my face.
~'You relent, uncle? she shispered, !
in an agitAted way, You viii let NE be
happy
In that way, never told her, sad
ly and sternly, and tried to draw away
my fingers but she elung to them tight
ly, while her lips quivered.
Don't say that dear uncle. she cried !
hoarsely. Dear uncle, oh, what can I |
say-what can 1 say 70 move you
-You think was very hard, Harry, /
see; but 1 thought il best.
-'Hush, child I said. Nothing viii 4
influence me. am resolved.
"'And so am l. she said, sorrowfully, |
dropping my hand and rising to her feet. (
I have always wished to please you;
but now that you are harsh and unjust, 4
and viii not listen to reason, what can /
doP
~She waited for me to speak but l had /
no words at hand. 1 was too hurt and I
angry. She went toward the door, then /
came back and stood behind me, resting 4
her hand lightly upon my shoulder.
- T@r-.
him So love his faults that make you
despise him, and his virtues that you DO I
not know. Won't you kiss me uncleF
4 was half inclined to take her Ii my
arms and tell Der she could do as she +
would, but ! did not After a few mo-
ments of dead silence heard her catch 4
her breath in half sob, and the door 4
closed upon her and 1 was alone.
The next day she did not come down
before went to the city, and when 4
came home she was gone. have for
given her now, Harry; bat It was cruel
blow. After all my love and care I.did !
not think she could have left me ike
that
"Why, Trot, you look quite frighten-
ed I'm not cross my pet.
"Yes, yes, my boy, I'm going on; but
you are so inpatient Well, some time
ater-a year or two years, perhaps, I
can't remember exactIy-as I vas coming
home at dusk, il the Strand, think it
was, I met woman in shabby black
dress, with child on her arm, our eyes
met, and then somehow or other we we're
the centre Of a crowd, and I was raising
Violet's head from the harl pavement.
She had tainted on seeing me, and had
Just contrived to save her and the little
one from a severe fall
u brought her home in a cab, and my
housekeeper helped her into bed. Harry,
she was next door to starvation, when
that accidental meeting gave her back 10
me-for only three days. was too lais
TO save her.
~'You have forgiven me? she asked
that evening, as I sat by her bed.
81 forgave you, my child, long since
but not him who has brought you 70 this.
Where is he7
dead, said the poor girl, in a faint
whisper. Don't speak i'll Of him-I can't
bear t.
q asked her Why she had not let me
know she was in distress-why she had
not come home.
I has ashamed to come, she said I 1
knew you would not turn from me, but /
was too much ashamed.
"The next day but one the doctor
told me what to expect. promised the
poor child that Trot should take her
place with me- I held the little one for
her to kiss, and had Il taken away and 1
then
~Trot, ny darling, run up stairs 10 /
nurse torawhile; III cali you down again
by and By.
and then, as I said, Violet babe me
goodbye. Her last words? They were
Give my love TO Harry.
These incessant fogs have a very bad /
effect on my throat can't talk for any /
length Of time without getting Ike did 1
just now, 50 that can't croak out a word. /
There isn't much more TO tell, fortu
nately, for an getting as hoarse as a
raven.
Il was out with Trot by my side, one /
day last autumn, when l came upon /
ONE one thought had gone to join the /
N jority. He was walking with pretty /
stylish-Iooking girl. chatting and laugh