The Irish standard., 1895-06-22
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|5 .sz sand my friends 81 the nj ghtt school,.
what will they sa,y iga
hat you were bought off IS sold
them got your pile and skipped. Il"
Then I mast leave behind me the
reputation Of a villain 2" 81 55 3s NJ
| FHaAs I;said before, Won must either
sink yourself, or sacrifice the girl. 4 ss
| Il For Al time there was silence. 'sa The5
young man sat watching the clouds ct
smoke that rose from his comp ions
}pipe, as though in them he would read /
his fate. In imagination he sew the 4
| the sweet, innocent, childish face With
4 the brown hair clustering round ii, the
sad look 81 those pensive eyes, the /
| trembling movement Of that beautiful
| lip--and he held his hand out to Wild
ers and said: 4si
.s.Jack, IecsA o. = JILL 5 ,5 .B#
spoken like white man, cried the
prospector. Now we can 60 ahead
with full steam on an no danger sig-
nails out. 3. N ss:$5:
Long and earnestly they talked till
| the first shrill scream OF steam whistle
| reused the miners from their sleep and
| called them to another days duties
when they were but half rested from
yesterdays. u
"stay a minute, & Wilders said, as his
l guest rose to leave. ssMillie wants me
to give you this. = ils It'll v
| He handed the young man 3 bulky,
sealed envelope, which he took from 2 \
table-drawer. - E S
"Just woman's within - nothing
worth mentioning -hut she said Won
were to keep il in Fonr pocket, an not
open it till you were days journey
from Oretown. y 5ft5l.$
Grey's face was,shadowed as he stood
lingering the little parcel.
j Guess it's some OF those furze-fow-
ers,' the prospector added unb1ush-
ingly. Females is awful tender
hearted, an check full 10 nonsense ~
kind o forget timer OTIS esshut take y
OF them for the little woman's sake. : s'.t
Twill, 2 Grey replied ia fearful tones,
4'and may God reward you both for all
| yeu have done for me. 2 .ss +.
Coin to Chicago for q visit, be thee?'
asked honest Mrs. Whitford at break
fast. "Iast thee volks down i those
parts" 55 Ne. u 5.335 .ss
ono, Mrs. Whitford,' Grey replied,
IT have no business: my father ard
mother died when 7 was q lad, and j
have never known other relatives" y
ssP'raps,. interrupted the corporal,
jocularly, 1--WE. shall see you tripping
back with trim little wife hanging on
to your arm $sss'
s'No, Mr.. Whitford; I never yet spoke
one word of love to living woman, "
1 Grey declared in slow, impressive tones.
.Iord, but pity your bad TASTE"
grinned the corporal. s'Why, when 7
was a lad in the royal marines, Il
How'd thy tongue, mon" Mrs. Whit
! ford interjected. 'Dunna thee see
how thy foolish claver reddens Elsie's
cheeks" Then turning to the girl, she
added ssGan thee hast finished thy
meal. my dear, get thee to thy room an
fettle It oop bit OF 'ull be WI ye
| presently n ,s q
| Grey seized on E1sie's absencesas q
| good opportunity to finish packing, for
| he was haunted with a painful dread
| Of arousing her suspicious of his per-:
manent departure, feeling sure that a
long farewell would be 50 hard for the
| dear child ~ aye, and for him, too;
whereas if his plans did not foil he
would slip away under the pretense Of /
| going to Chicago on vacation, and be
of without any painful betrayal OF
emotion. 5i:4s5
| But this was not to be. Ii ~
| The last book was packed, the last
belonging put away, the last long,
! lingering look out Of the window at the
| lake, now big plain OF snow, fringed
| by the pine clad hills, the last; All,
| what was that7 .@3
L The door opened and Elsie Whitford
| confronted him. .5 Is. 4, u. q a
! A8child Good heavens, it seemed as
tin q night she had grown into g1ori- /.
Gus Fwomanhood- AS she stood there in
the strength Of her young beauty the !
4 scales fell from the eyes OF the unhappy
man, and he knew he. loved. Oh, how
he longed to take her in his arms and
tell her all he felt;s.but, between her
and him was chasm he dared not
cross mot yet-but who knew what
the future might bring fortt,7 . $.5
I She seemed very quiet and self-pos- T
sessed not : bit the emotions tossed
Elsie he had pictured to himself Look-
| ing round the room at his corded boxes,
she said very quietly:
s.'You are going to leave us for good,
Mr.. Grey, you are not coming back TO Z, \
Oretown7" 6t II ~ " Isl ,,ss;5 Il
as=a'sYes, Elsie, / am going sway; you
have guessed right i !" 53 IL
/ The words and tone were cheerful,
bnt she read in his eyes the pain the
parting ccst him. 81 4. 4 4, ~ x
On account Of the trouble you limited
at?' she asked. y e. i. NJ S#s8
S ..Y es.. - siS s@ us 5s5 s557
II guessed as much. And you thought
Ito spare me the misery Of 9 long fare
well! All, that was kind of you ind
Ito the very last. /" 81
sSS....SlaN you miss me 50 much, Elsie? y
| Manlike he was disappoin At her
equan unity, though he had 50 much
dreaded any ebull iitionso of feeling. 81
1 st1ood-by Elsie!Y,' n '54sgs 81
God by, &. Grey!!'' - 81 81
| And that was all their parting for
LAT that moment the prospector drove to
the door in his buggy. to take Frank
Grey to the depot q s's II.
| The prospector,,s horse was just sucll
an animal as he might be expected to-
ovY "a 1 quick, rough Indian ponISiiIll
with legs rs clean as e. deerss, viii
WAS by no Il means inclined TO letf
the grass grow under his feet, btls
isWlders was afterwards wont .ato de-