The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1892-08-27
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grief was fast crumbling to pieces, and
knew that in another moment it would
20 down with crash, and the surging
waves would sweep up and pour over
me. I knew could not restrain my
tears much longer, and when the tor
rent burst wished to be alone.
entered my room, and, turning the
lock, threw myself down on the bed and
let my grief have full sway. And, oh,
what hot, bitter tears shed! How
poignant and cruel were the pains that
tore my heart decorating it to the cen
ter, and draining it Of hope, JOY, and
life had received the cruelest blow
Of nv life, ana suffered such pangs as
I had never experienced before. The
beatings had received at my fathers
hands were light in comparison; and
even the dreadful suffering I passed
through when my stepnother held my
face in. the flames was nothing to the
agony that tortured we now.
Reader. J. loved VIII Hanley with all
the power and the ardor of my soul.
had loved him above all Of mankind
from the day first knew hira, but now
I loved him a thousandfold more than
ever had before or during his absence.
had seen him again and my love had
rushed forth to meet him. The sight
of his face, the look into his eyes, the
sound of his voice had enthralled my
being, and bound my heart in the
strongest bonds Of slavery I loved Will
Hanley madly.
felt should never recover from such
grief as had fallen to me. felt that tc
love as did and not be loved in return
would be sufficient sorrow to blast my
life, and yet how much harder to bear
WAS the knowledge that Will Hanley
did not even so much as cherish me as
/ Friend How much heavier my disap-
ointment because | knew he turned
from me coldly, giving me no sign OF
recognition. Perhaps my disappoint-
ment might have been less heavy had
his conduct not been SC foreign TO his
nature as ! had known him. In him
had expected only gentle sympathy and
Kindness and had never dreamed that
he could turn from rae SO unfeelingly aa
he had
AS I lay in my room that afternoon
weeping my very heart out, recalled
all the little incidents OF my life with
which VIII Hanley YVES connected. I
remen bercd how he used to praise my
hair and my features, and how, a hun.
ared times, he sootlled my sorrows and
stilled my aching heart with words OF
sympathy. recalled, too, the time
when he came INTO 10Y room and looked
into my SCARED and blistered face, and
I remembered well how his eyes spoke
deeper pity than words could express
I recalled every gentle word, every ten
der look, every generous act mao
known from linn; and I contrasted il
all with the present, and in my anguish
Of soul cried out
Glow can it be? All, how can it,
how caN it be? How can he have
changed SO much? How can he have
forgotten all of those old days, and
ircprzt! VIC out OF his heart SO COM
pletelyo'
My sad thoughts were interrupted by
knocking at the door. 1t was Mrs.
Box1a>who sought admission, was sure,
and did not want her presence then,
SO I made no answer, She could not
soothe nor advise me, and ] was too
sore to be probed with prying ques-
tions. wanted her to go away and
leave me alone. wished for no one then
bnt Mrs. Cornell. To her would have
opened quickly and eagerly, and, pillow
ing my head on her bosom, | would
have poured out all my grief, and found
comfort and so]ace in her words and
caresses. | wanted d mothers love and
sympathy, and in all the wide world
there was no one TO whom l could look
for it save Mrs. Cornell
Mrs. BOND continued to rap on my
door for sometime, but eliciting 40 re-
ply. at-last called my name. did not
answer, and she called again. She
continued to call, pitching her voice
higher each time, and finally saw that
unless admitted her she would have
ali the occupants Of the house aroused,
and scene would be the outcome. So
7 made an effort to check my tears and
calm myself and then went to the door.
NV landlady scraltinized me searchingly
for almost a minute, after which she
exclaimed:
'sWell, the land sake, girl, whatever
on earth is the matter of you? What
has happened to you, want to know?''
''Nothing," | answered. y am not
we'll, and want to be alone"
AS spoke l sndeayored to close the
door, but Mrs. Bond edged herself in
and prevented me.
sNothin'.' she repeated shrilly.
s.Well, it may be notbin', but my opin-
ion is it's a mighty serious nothin.
Why" she cried suddenly. you've been
a crying. On my life, you have. Now,
know something is the matter besides
not being well, and / want to know
what it is"
eft is nothing that could be Of any
interest to you, Mrs. Bond,'' replied.
ssYou're mistaken, Miss Owens Any
Ching that happens in this house is OF
interest to me, and anything that con-
Germs one of the dodgers here concerns
me-
She paused a moment, then con-