San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-03-16

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II nave no oUner answer to give" SAID
Lucy.
'None?" he asked again.
None" she replied.
Her GOODNESS was the result of utter
bewilderment and exhaustion. 1t seemed
TO him irremediable hardness and coarse
ness of heart.
'She is her bad mothers base daugh-
ter" he thought. 81 will think of her
no more"
Does this seem unnatural? Remem-
Der how easily a lesser faith is slain
when the first great faith has persisted.
The person trusted with the whole heart
proves a lie; then for time all persons
seem liars; then for time the deceived,
if they are selfish, go CYNICAL if they
are generous, they give their faith to
great causes, to great ideas and to i'm
personal multitudes. Household treach-
cry keeps the great army of reform re-
cruited.
"This girl" thought Edwin Brother
toft, cannot be so blind as not to know
why her mother and l are separated.
And yet she chooses her and discards
me. knew that the woman once my
wife could never be my wife again.
knew that our lips could never meet,
our hands never touch. But l hoped
yes, was weak enough to hope-that,
when sin and sorrow had taught US their
lessons, and the day for repentance and
pardon came, we might approach each
other in the person of our daughter, be-
loved by both alike l was father and
my wife mother in the honorable days
gone by. Our child might teach the
father and the mother different love,
not of the flesh, but of the spirit. This
was my hope let it go. Why should
l longer keep up this feeble struggle
with these base people, who have ruined
my life? | have no daughter. l never
had a wife. l forget the past. God
forgive me if abandon a duty! God
give me opportunity, if he wills that !
ever resume it again."
AS he walked up Wall street, modify
rejecting after this fashion, he heard a
voice call him.
"Mr. Brothertoft"
This hail came from the nose of hur-
ried person who had just turned the cor
ner of Smith-now William-street, and
was making for the wife's house, when
he saw the husband.
"Mr. Brothertoft" twanged sharp
after the retreating figure. There was
an odd mixture of alarm and triumph in
these nasal notes.
"Call me by some other name" said
the one addressed, turning. What you
please, but never that again"
WALL" says the other, speaking Bos-
tonee, through a nose high Boston, you
mightn't like my taste in baptism, SOIL
call you cap'n; that's safe. Cap'n," he
continued in thrilling whisper, through
that hautboy he played on, "Cap'n,
we've shed and drawed the fust blood
fur independence. Aperel nineteen wuz
the day. Lexington wuz wher we shed.
Corncud wuz wher we drawed. Naow,
if you'll jest pint and poot fur Bosting,
you'll pint and poot fur locality wher
considerable phlebotomy is ter be ex-
pected baout these times, and wher pa
triots is wanted jest as fast as they can
pile in"
Clang out your alarms, bells of Trim
ity! others may need awakening. Not
he who was named Edwin Brothertoft.
He is gone already to fight in the old,
old battle-forever old, forever new-of
freedom against tyranny, of the new
thoughts against the old facts.
$50 your husbands on his way to get
himself shot or hung. And good rid
dance, l suppose, Madam B., said coarse
Sir Harry.
1.-THE beautiful widow will not cry her
eyes out" said my lord with his usual
sneer.
Mrs. Brothertoft writhed little under
this familiarity.
Like many another, who says, "Dete-
riora sequar," she wished to go to the
bad with stately step and queenly mien.
That is not permitted by the eternal
laws. All, miserable woman! she was
taught to feel how much the gentleman
she had betrayed was above the coarse
associates she had chosen.
She missed him, now that he was gone
irrevocably.
PART TWO.
CHAPTER l.