The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1894-05-18

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paper.
said, ian article on Realism In Fiction
or some nonsense like that. You needn't
read IL now. / don't want the paper
again"
II thought you never lent anything"
che said as she glanced at the article,
much less gave It. -
"Giving and lending are not usually in
my line, he replied. Il think told you
once that / thought selhshness perfectly
desirable and legitimate II ono had made
the one great sacrifice"
YES" she said eagerly. 81 have often
wondered what you considered the one
great sacrifice"
"Come out into the air." he answered
"and / will tell you"
She went To put on her cloak and hat
and found him waiting for her at the top
of the staircase. They passed out into the
beautiful night. The sky was radiantly
bejoweled, the air crisp and cold anu harm
less to do i'll. In the distance the yodei-
ling of some peasants. In the hotels the
fun and merriment side by side with the
suffering and hopelessness. In the dea-
coness' house the body Of the Dutchman.
In God's heavens Gods stars.
silently for some time
We'll" she said, now tell me. %.
1.-THE one great sacrifice, he said half
to himself sis the going on living ones
life for the sake Of another when every
thing that would seem to make life accept
able has been wrcnched away, not the pleas
ures, but the duties and the possibilities
OF expressing ones energies, either In one
direction or another-.when, In fact, liv-
ing is only a long, tedious dying. II one
has made this sacrifice, everything else may
DC forgiven"
He paused u moment and then contin-
ued:
81 have made this sacrifice; therefore I
consider 1 have done my part without
fiinching. The greatest thing / had to
give up gave up-my death. More could
not be required Of any one"
He paused again, and Bernardine was ST.
lent from mere awe.
But freedom comes at last" he said,
"and some day shall be free. When my
mother dies, shall be free. She is old. II
i were TO die should break her heart, or
rather she would fancy that her heart was
broken. And 1t comes to the same thing.
And / should not like to give her more
grief than she has had. So am just wait
ing. 1t may be months or weeks or years.
But / know how TO wait. III nave not
learned anything else, have learned how
TO wait. And then''-
Bernardine had unconsciously put her
hand on his arm. Her face was full Of
suffering
And them" she asked, with almost
painful eagcrness.
And then shall follow your Dutch
mans example," he said deliberately.
Bernardine's hand fell from the Dis
agreeable Mans arm.
''You arc cold, you little thing" he
said almost tenderly for him. You are
shivorinR"
IT was wondering when you would get
your freedop, and whether you would use
Ii In the fashion you now intend"
why should there be any doubti" he
asked.
lone always hopes there would be a
doubt" she said, half in a whisper.
Then he looked up and saw all the pain
on the little face.
CHAPTER XII.
THE DIsAGNEABLE MAN MAKES A LOAN.
The Dutohman was buried In the little
cemetery which faced the hospital. Ma
And there the matter ended. The Kur-
haus guests recovered from their depres-
sion; the German baroness returned TO her
buoyant vulgarity; the little danseuse to
her busy flirtations The French mar
chioness, celebrated in Partisan circles for
her domestic virtues, from which she was
now taking holiday, and very consid-
cradle holiday, too gathered her nerves to-
gether again and took renewed pleasure in
the society of the Russian gentleman The
French marchioness had already been re-
quested to leave three other hotels in Pc
tershof, but it was not at all probable that
the propriotors of the Kurhaus would have
presumed to measure nladame's morality
or immortality. The Kurhaus committee
had benign indulgence for humanity
provided, of course, that humanity had q
purse-an indulgence which some OF the
English hotels would not have done badly
TO initiate. There was q story afloat con-
cerning the English quarter that tired
little English lady, of no Importance to
look at, probably not rich and probably
not handsome came TO the most respecta-
ble hotel In Petershof, thinking to find
there the peace and quiet which her wea-
riness required.
But no ore knew who the little lady
was, whence she had come and why. She
kept entirely 10 herself and WAS thankful
for the luxury OF loneliness after some
Overwhelming sorrow.
One day she was requested to GO The
proprietor of the hotel was distressed, but
he could not do otherwise than comply
with tho demands Of his guests
1T Is nofenown who you are, made
moiselle, /" he said And you are not APP
proved Of You English are curious peo-
Pile But what can / dor You have
cheap room and are stranger to me- The
others have expensive apartments and
como year after year. You see my posi-
ton, mademolselleG am sorry"
So the little tired lady had to go. That
was how the story went. II was not known
what became Of her. but 1t was known
that the English people in the Kurhsus
tried 20 persuade her to como to them.
But she had lost heart and left In distress.
This could not have happened in the
Kurhaus, whore all were received on equal
terms, those about whom nothing was