Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1893-12-28


Tiop ,D S;.',iing from sheer want OF Thought
~ = /" - sa+ me wondering. What was thefe
:, NV condition that appealed TO her syn
-, / was no longer the depiora1Die
psat,ra that first excited her pity. ny
,.,ould merry laugh now and then "
ohacL "a nv a sigh asshe squeezed M halu'
.-1';n q ruefl1l shake of the head anu
look of fearful sadnessF -,
Another phase of her aifeetionate resa .i
added to my perplexity before long. QUE
became remarkably urgent IN her piaise :.
caoroe Gordon and lost no opportunity VI
bringing us together Ia
Good day, Mime. Lucas" Gordon wouiu
crv in his CHEEKY voice and eXectapie .1no"
when the door was opened to him in ~,
weather. isn'titg Is NJ. Taras in his stuuloF
1T will 90 and see,n Mere Lucas respond
al in GOOD Norman, but behold ma III seiie
oil alone.p and opening the sittlng rum
door she gave the poor man no opium guy
10 enter and pass quarter OF an nour VIII
me and a bad quarter of an hourlt usuaiiy
,vas for him owing to his very ilniiueu
rnoyvledpe of French and my obstinate
perseverance, in speaking English only 70
Taras. -, in.i.
80 friend of raras 4 stronger bond OF
friendship existed between them than De
tween Taras and Kavanagh. perhaps be-
cause there was more weakness IN 0oruoh
obaracter Kavanagh was undoubtedly
Stronger in purpose and action, which was
tba reason. | believe, for Taras choosing
hin, rather than Gordon as a guardian for
me in case of accident.
liked Gordon for his honest simplicity,
his obvious Kindness of heart and Tor GER
tain resemblance TO Taras in personal ap-
naarance and some phases OF character.
, / ,il,e Taras. he was strong and big, fair and
1 Nine eyed careless with regard 10 dress-in
striking contrast to Kavanagh, who always
dressed perfectly and had never hair
/ astray-and his voice was hearty and out
They had both the same good laugh, the
! same honest, open way Of looking you full
/ in the ewes. the same gentleness and ready
sympathy Both might have been cast
\ from the same mold, but Gordon was the
rough cast. still needing the finishing touch
/ and polish which gave Taras his immense
/ snneriority Gordon's eyes lacked the ar
! tistic depth and mis- expression the high
Intelligence and serious bent that distin-
onished Taras-just as his manner was
wanting in some quality which marked
the high breeding and refinement of his
friend. In their hands more than any
| thing the difference between them found
EXPRESSION. Gordon's were pretty, with
tapering fingers and dimple in the
knuckle. soft and slow in movement
/ Taras had long, thin fingers with spatula
tins, and they were full of nervous energy.
"Ah. what good husband he would
make. that good NJ Gordonr' Mere Lucas
more than once exclaimed. $50 rich, so
amiable, so gny and with such good
heart aud so easy TO leadl
But il never occurred 10 me that | should
lead him. No idea OF marriage ever en-
tered my head at that time
Seeing that failed to profit by her hints
and that was as far as ever from regard
4 ing Gordon as "A possible husband, Mere
Lucas took more decisive means of warn
ing me against the danger which lay un-
seen beneath my ever increasing attach
ment to Taras. She found me one morning
alone in his workshop setting some fresh
flowers in the brown jar by the window.
at is good to put flowers where he may
see them when he turns from his work. I"
said she. flor his heart must be heavy,
like a sick person without hope, when be
thinks and thinks hour after hour of the
] misery Oh his NpNnAA1s A4tW AAtaHA ~ 80
she added turning TO the life size group,
now nearly finished, which Taras had mod.
eled in the past month from the smaller
sketch. How it strikes one with pity and
stirs UP ones heartl One would say that
poor beaten creature had no hope in the
world. II is magnificent. And to think
that out of piece of soft, shapeless clay EG
makes figure which fills one with sympa
thy for that poor Russianl 1t is grand Il
have that power and the courage TO prac
tice il. But the gift was not meant fol
him. It should have been given TO on,
with no wish to live, no love for home and
friends. not to my dear master How fond
he is of the world, of simple things, of ms
look you'll See how sweet he is with chill
dren and think what happiness it would
have been to such a man to have deal
wife and children of his own to love"
The idea of Taras with wife for his com
panion presenting itself to my selfish mint
for the first time filled me with jealous ter
ror
why should he not marryS" ] asked
giving expression to my fear.
Because he ought not to marry. Tha
is reason enough for him. His choice il
made. He has offered to sacrifice his lif
| ~
over him he viii never marry. Believe me
my poor little friend, for know my mas
ter, and tell you that he will never MARI,
never, neverr
CHAPTER XIV.
AWAKENING.
understood now the meaning of Mer
Lucas ominous headshakings, of her en-
deavor to promote an attachment betweel
me and Gordon, and of this last measure b.
which she had shown me that Taras woul'
never marry. She feared that my affection
for him was ripening into love and that
! should expect him to make me his wife.
The relation quite stupefied me, and
sank down silently on the stool by hi
bench. with tears that / could not accoun
for gathering in my eyes and feeling o
desolation and loss in my heart.
Mere Lucas kissed ne and wen. ava,
! with little Sob of sympathy. Tie wi
g