Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1893-11-04

phecies Of evil wild suggestions for
wilder action. bending over bis paper
with pale nervous face and flashing
eyes, dipping bis pen into the ink as II
it were q stilleto stuck in the heart
Of the foe, writing as If Satan himself
guided his pen, or snatching some hur-
lied meal while the printers devil
ran off with the copy, 10 return an
hour after With the profit was only
then, when he was there, ana she
could stand beside him when he wrote,
and irvine her arms round his neck.
or smooth his diSordered hair, STOPPING
now aud then to kiss the troubled
brow. that Kathleen felt her husband
was safe. At all other times she thought
If his as mark for Prussian bullets
or for private vengeance She had
visions Of every kind Of catastrophe
that might befall him
20, how ] pity the poor rich wives,
the great ladies' OF Paris"' she said 20
Castor one day as she sat on his knee,
after their scanty meal. brushing back
the rumpled hair from his forehead
with two loving hands, looking down
into the dark eyes which gave back
her look of love; chow I pity them.
por things, sent away to Dieppe or to
Tuetat, to ArcachOn or Trouyille. part
cd from their husbands. languishing
yonder in fear and trembling! Don't
YOU think it was cruel Of the husbands
10 send them away, Castor"
NO, dearest; unselhsh rather than
cruel The women and children have
been sent away from scarcity aud dan
ger, from trouble and fear. I wish you
had let me send you TO your Ole friends
at the convent near Bruges, whose
charity would have forgiven your flight,
and who might have sheltered you in
peace and security till this tempest
should be overcast"
peace and security away from you?
/ should have broken my heart in a
week You could never have been cruel
enough to send me away
do you suppose 1 would not rather
have you here, pat?' he asked, looking
mp at her drawing down the pale fair
l''' I" NIX MS VNn' an" NOfNAlh-
10 with kisses the liSht oil my nome
the guardian angel Of my life The
brief half hours that we can spend
together thus and thus and thus, with
q kiss after each word, are better
than q year Of commonplace comfort;
our meal OF Dreau ana harrlcots rs bet
Yer IMAM u uluuet at bIShou III uhe
golden days OF the Empire mat IS dead,
Whch dining ranked among the me
arts. pd you reau my ast aftlcie IN
1 the Drapeau, hathleeh! 2 he asked LII
conclusion with q HtIle look Whch
betrayed me vanity 81 the successful
Journallst-the man VINO oeueFes that
ne moulds ana makes prNlic opinion
DID read itt' cried Kathleen; why
/ read every WoFd you Wfite. lhefe
is no one 80 eloquent no one else whose
prose IS so tull oil poetry except per
maps, Victor HuEo-Dut hke your
style better IMAM ms sue auded quick
lN lest ne should be oHehdeu' ohly'
Castor sometimes as l read ! rear
that you are not WISE that those srahu
glowing words OF yours-Words tnat
burn ike Fltrlol someuineS--may hre
q tram which VIII lead 70 an explosion
am explosion IN winch we an may per
iNh. RINK OF an tnoS' people az beile-
VIE ana Meniimohtlht ana Mont
marie ana Cngnaheour1-Ihany ana
many OF them honest INDUSTRIOUS sous
''',Si''uH Only l'e". anu JUa'iNJ' o",
o'''' ,,,gp,' ~ - s,.,, I'D - +ha
st, ''i"7 M '1 n - ain - - ~
wa , u''9 ',I.a ~ -, o,,,,I and snra9d
I,n ~ .nd rni, a,,o, no citv no Won
remember last sunday. when we went
far g, lopr wan, bevond the boulevard
Rtcb,rd Tanoirg There were faces in
tbo crowd CASTOR. tbot made me shud-
10, fbof m,de me cold with horror:
r,ras Of women as well as Of men
yos + mimi, the women are worst
r,cns which haunted me afterwards"
.srbera ,re hlouses and blouses. Kath-
Icon s,id CASTOR NJ her earnestness.
won cannot expect that men and wo-
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