Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-04-28

have taken to promote your welfare.
 am truly sorry that have unintentior
 ally brought you this suffering, and
 am willing to do anything possible t
 atone for itr'
 "How can you atone2'' asked. ''Hoy
 can you amend my wrongs2'' "In but one way" he replied a
 can do it only by giving back to yo
 all that, through my means, you hay lost"
 "You cannot do that" I cried. m,
 tears starting afresh. ''My good nam
 is gone, and nothing can still tn,
 tongues of gossip"
 But can do it." he said, emphati
 cally. 1T can recover to you your goot
 name and reputation. And not only
 that, Agnes, but can place you be
 yond the reach of those slanderou,
 tongues"
 ''No, mo-" cried, ''you cannot"
 But can, he repeated, "and Twill
 can place you so far above those vile malicious wretches that they will moi
 dare to look at you, much less speaL
 your name. I can place your feet on
 the neck of every worm of humanity
 who has dared to breathe a word
 against you. I say can do all this, and
 l will do it. I will return to you all you have lost and thousand fold mora,
 l will make you a queen in society, the envied of the envious, and the admired of all who see and know you"
 He spoke with such vehemence that shrank under his words and sat trem- bling and powerless. He paused only an instant, and drawing his seat near me, continued:
 "Agnes, listen to reason and com mon sense. You are alone in the world, with not one single tic of kindred. You have no mother, your father and sisters care nothing for you. You are alone and friendless. Your life has been a long, hard strun. gle filled to the brim with suffering. You have known no love, no pleasure. no happiness. No one has cared for you; no one cares for you now save ma. You know what it is to lead such q life. You know whatyou have gone through and you know what the future has to offer Think of dragging through years and years ot such existence as the past has been. Think of all the suffering. the misery and the friendlessness. Think of the darkness and desolation, the heartaches and sorrow, the neglect and sights. Think of all the future will be if your life continues in its present channel, and then say if you would not willingly change it."
 He stopped again, and fixing his eyes on my face scrutinized it eagerly. His features were flushed and hot, his eves anxious and expectant and his whole nervous system strained to the highest tension. Directly he went on:
 Agnes" he said. ''you know what your past has been, and by it you can judge the future. You know that before you there is nothing but 8 long, weary stretch of pain. You know that there is no happiness for you there, no love, no Gght-nothing but darkness. loneli- ness and sorrow. Then why not change it? Why not change it now, and not for another day submit to drudgery, dishon- or and persecution?''
 II cannot" cried.
 ''Cannot?" he repeated, "You can. can change it for you. Listen. told yon once l could give you the love of a man who worshiped you and who would bend Heaven and earth to ssrve you. can place at your feet the heart of man who loves you better than he loves his life, and who has riches that he will squander as freely as water for your sake. can give you the heart, the life, the soul of that man, and the one purpose of all his existence shall be to worship you and to promote your hap pinesS. He will give you Q home Q queen might covet, a position in society that royalty cannot excel and a love hot Exyill hp1y.V 4. He can and will give you everything wealth can procure and love suggest. He will never permit wish to trouble your thoughts and never allow shadow to darken your soul You will be his care, his thought, his ife."
 He came nearer and took my hands in his and held them fast. He bent his eyes on me so intently that felt their gaze burning into my cheeks. He was so intensely wrought up, and SO ex- cited, that think he lost all conscious ness of his surroundings, and of every thing save myself and the one purpose he had in view.
 "Agnes," he said, impetuously, '.you can be that mans wife. say you can; l mean you must, you shall Do you hear me? You shall belong to that man. Agnes, ana that man. You start, yet you knew who the man was. I have seen that in your looks and actions. You knew and yet you start. But no matter, love you. love you, Agnes, as but one other woman was ever loved, and that woman was your mother, and it was who loved her. Agnes, yield to me. Come to my arms and be happy. Cast away your life of loneliness, sor- row and poverty, and come rest on my bosom where you will find shelter for evermore. The world cares nothing for you. It has no love- no friendship, no sympathy for you, so turn your back on it and come to me. I ldke you; l worship you; and will live for you. or | die for you. I will give you riches, | will give you love and will give you happiness. Throw away sorrow, mis- cry, drudgery, and live in joy, love and plenty. My arms are open to receive