Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1893-04-06

tnst LOOK OF devotion that had stolen her
own heart away. The old people nod
ded before the fire, and at last Maysie
could stand it no longer, but throwing
on her long brown cloak with its close
hood made her way to the hill on which
stood the judges mansion.
Her only thought was to see for her.
self what John was doing and to pierce
her heart with the sight Of her rivals
charms. So she never saw the figure
that followed her, amazed to see her out
in the cold night. On she went, and
reaching the house took her place close
to one of the long windows opening on
to the snow covered lawn, there to press
her small, pale face close to the glass
and peer in at the busy figures who, the
theatricals oyer, were dancing to the
music Of the band, the notes Of which
Maysie never will forget to the end of
her life. Once she came near being de-
tected, for Miss Lawrence, leaning on
John Stratton's arm, opened the window
by which she crouched, saying aloud
that the air Of the room was oppressive
for all it was so cold outside. But, hid
ing under rose tree that gripped her
with its thorns, Maysie was unseen in
the brief moment lit pleased the capricious
belle to stand in the icy air.
They went away after that, and the
poor girl saw John, who did not dance.
leaning against the wall looking after
Miss T,nwro,aca xr,o1f1;ux NTH ooo4ho.
man, with his heart in his eyes. But all
at once the unseen watcher saw the lady
clasp her hand suddenly about her
throat, with the gesture of one who had
missed something, and then the dance
came to an end, while every one Joined
in the search for the lost object. Miss
Lawrence went hastily to the window,
and throwing it open said in her high,
clear voice, 81 must have dropped it |
when / stood here" And then before
Maysie could spring away-a movement |
all the company saw-she was seized by |
the arm, her rivals fingers closing on the |
tender flesh with strength that held |
her fast.
"You havemy diamond cross, girl, and |
are now trying to run away with it,
and dragged the terror stricken child |
into the midst of the gayly dressed as
sembly.
"Give it to me at once, and you can go |
free for all l care" said Miss Lawrence,
pitying in spite of herself the white faced |
little creature whom she had often seen
gazing after her with such wistful eyes
that could not, however, touch her into
leaving her lover. Maysie turned her
face to John, who stood amazed and be-
wildered, looking from one to the other,
for he thought that Liiss Lawrence NUS:
have some grounds for her accusation,
but never dcrting to Mays;o's side, as she
half expected him to do. The poor girl
turned sick and blind and would have
fallen to the floor, but at that moment
an indignant voice behind caused her ana
all the company to give their attention
TO Trueman Ellis.
"How dare you accuse that young lady
Of theftl Do you not know who this is2
This is Miss Maysie Bruce, who is as il
capable of the act as an angel in heaven.
And look. Is not that your cross caught
n the lace of your bosom"
Miss Lawrence looked down and flush
ng all over her face disengaged the
ewel from the torn place in the lace,
hen stammered out an apology to faint
ng Maysie, but Trueman Ellis paid no
iced, but passing his arm about his poor
title love led her from the room. John
Stratton followed and would have taken
Ter from him with tender words of con-
rition, for in that moment he had found
nut that he loved Maysie and that this
glamour thrown over him by Miss Law
ence was but for an hour, but Trueman
ternly put him aside, and Maysie, bury
ng her face in her true lovers breast.
would not look at him, but, clinging to
Trueman, let him lead her home.
Miss Lawrence found to her chagrin
hat she had lost her whilom lover and
vent home in few days carrying
memory with her that did not fade soon.
Tohn sought Maysie the next day and
Headed with her to give him back the
owe he had sighted, but though she for
ave him readily enough, for her nature
vas too sweet to bear resentment, the
ecollection of his averted face in her
lour of need was too fresh for her to
ver restore him to his old place III her
leart, and in the spring she married
'rueman Ellis, who had won her that
readful night. t.-Willa Lloyd Jackson in
Times.