Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-09-19

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 "It would need very good portrait to make that true of Henry" said I.
 "Oh, mean portrait can do no harIn" she rejoined.
 Has any one ever done you any harm:" could not help asking.
 But she only looked at me tranquilly and said: "I was not thinking of myself. 4 good portrait might correct mistake one had made about the original of it. The artist would see without prejudice, and so his interpretation would be deep CT and truer"
 l replied that there might be two sides to that question. Prejudice might see more keenly if not more broadly than impartiality, and love, which is the height of prejudice, is not blind, as the vulgar proverb asserts. It ''lends pre- cious seeing to the eye"
 "l always supposed" she answered, that the weak point of love was it has no judgment. It sees faults, but it in terprets them as n kind of virtues, and it counts as fully developed qualities that exist only in the germ and do not affect the character"
 Now, though all this was put hypo- thetically, it bore internal evidence of mature consideration. My cousin had discussed the matter with herself before discussing it with me. But whether she spoke from experience or from imagina- tion who can tell? It hardly seems like ly that so handsome a young woman should have hitherto escaped all person. al knowledge of the great passion; but, on the other hand, she may be younger than she looks, and then her life in India q believe she was born there) may have isolated her from available soci- ety. The fact is we know nothing more than the bare outline of the girls pre- vious life. It is not that she ever hesi- tates to answer questions, but she never volunteers information, and as there is no one but mother to interrogate her, and as mother is poor hand at cross examination, that amounts tonearly the same thing The only question John will ever put to her is, Will you marry mel" while, so far as l am concerned, l cannot approach her save by indirec- ton. And it is by no means easy to sur prise her into saying anything she does not intend to say.
 For the last week John has been hay ing his gray horse Sibyl trained to the sidesaddle so that our cousin might go riding. Sibyl is superb animal, with most agreeable action, but there Is some thing tameless ill her still. Yesterday morning before breakfast Tom had just girthed the sidesaddle on her and had gone inside to fill his pipe before mount ing, leaving her attached by her halter to the stable entrance. At that moment happened to be standing at my bedroom window, which is above my study and laboratory in the right wing. saw Sinfre appear and cross the court yard. She had on q scarlet riding habit trimmed with black. It was the first time she had worn it since she has been here, and it had a very striking effect. She seemed to have made up her mind that Sibyl was trained enough for her to ride
 Tom came out of the stable and stood in astonishment at the young lady's ap- pearance. He is her devoted slave Qike every body else) because, as he explains it, she is fresh from his native land. After a short barley, which of course could not hear, he gave her hand, and she sprang into the saddle, There was no bridle on the horse. Tom was in the habit of riding her with the halter only. She had stood pretty quietly thus far, but just as Tom had looSened the end of the halter from the ring in the doorpoSt and was in the act of handing it to Sin fire the collie came racing up and emit ted an explosion of barks right under Sibyl's nose. She threw up her head, jerking the halter from Toms hand, lonral ol, ay,I OfT at a full run in the direction of the drive.
 This brought them directly under heath my window. Sinfire was of course powerless to guide the horse, but she kept her seat well, and to judge from the expression of her face as she flashed past she seemed exhilarated rather than frightened Nevertheless she was in imminent danger. If Sibyl kept on her present course for 200 yards, it would bring her to the cliff, and that was near ly certain death. Tom was in pursuit, but he would never overtake her. It looked like goodby forever to our Eng fish cousin.
 But just then saw John running on a line which would intersect their course at point about 50 yards from the cliffs brink Where he came from 1 know not. but he was running as never be fore saw a man run. He had good start, but l could hardly think it pos sible that he would be in time. Atthe moment when l thought the horse had passed him, however, I saw him give a spring He was dragged off his feet in an instant. and l knew he had caught the halter 1 waited to see no more, but got down stairs as fast as l could and set off for the seat of WAT.
 The situation when l got there was somewhat different from what had ez- pected Tom had hold of SibyIs halter and was soothing and scolding her by turns and at the same time exonerating himself 10 Sintre, wno had dismounted and Was seated o2 the grass With Johns head supported on her knee. At first l thought he was dead. It was terrible thought But when she saw me she said immediately, He has only tainted"
 sent Tom on Sibyl after restoratives and held John against my shoulder. Sin fire had already loosened his collar. He was unconscious, and his face had a strange look that did not like. could not find that he had been struck any where, and according to Sinfire he had assured her that he was not touched But just as he was saying it," she add ed, he dropped down as if he were shot and has been this way ever since"
 l put my finger on his pulse. That told the whole story. I wonder 1 had never suspected it before, especially as heart diseaseis my speciality in pathology. At any rate, there is no doubt that John has it, and he must have had it for some time. He is such robust man that one would never suspect it. He may live for many years. It might even be possible to cure him. but when he does die the