The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1895-02-01

IN BRAVE.
/ tie girl playing with her doll. She is
afraid of him if he cries, and means be-
cause he has black eyes and looks like
| the Frenchman."
WELL" said Oliver, smiling sadly,
"the chapter is ended. l have turned
page in my life's story. She will be
safe and sheltered now, and l delegate
to you my position as adviser. In the
next elopement Mrs. Minny makes you
must be the assistant. There is my
train; and so good-by."
Oliver thought the whole affair
would pass from his mind, especially
as DR.. John on his return said they
had gone to Maine and Mrs. Minny
had never mentioned him; but one day
month from that time at the
switchman's house a letter came to
Oliver. He looked at the scrawly
superscription, the post-mark New
castle, and he knew well Hannah Pat
ten did not attempt an Italian hand.
He smiled with pleasure: it was good
to be remembered after the long
silence, and he had braved many
dangers for that ungrateful young
woman, the worst an encounter with
her frenzied husband.
DEAR Mr. OLIVER: To think you were so
near and l could not see you. I cried when
they told me- 1 am not going to pay your money
back yet until 1 get my own from Mr.. de
Restaud. We have put our case in the hands
of an old lawyer here who was a college-mate
OF my dear dead father. and he thinks l ought
10 get a divorce, and has written TO Mr.. de
Restaud so. We watch the baby closely, for
fear Henri will try to steal him. have never
thanked you for helping me run away. How
good you were! think Of you often: but Aunt
Hannah will never speak of you, and folks here
think IT is dreadful to be divorced They say
am she that married Frenchman-I suppose
they think he is from Canada-and is going
into the courts 70 get separation from him.
For no fault Of mine must be disgraced Even
Aunt Hannah admits I never ought 10 go back
TO him; 1t would not be safe.
Il had q nice time at that dogs home;
Il was q funny place, with the incest old dogs
and cats. Skye had grand time. One dog
was fifteen years old and had 10 be fed on
Cruel Still. 1 think taxing care Of poor ami
mails is better than theosophy and those fads,
and Boston does have some real good freaks.
expect some day they will build an old maids
home. You never saw SO many old maids as
there are there. Mrs Blinn has seven sisters
in one of those Newton towns-tEere's an end
less chain of them-and not one OF them-the
sisters, not the towns-ever had q beau
please do not dislike me, or al the mention
Of my name put on your naughty look. as you
did when 1 said things offending your nice
sense OF what woman's conversation should
be; and write me one little letter to say you
are still my good friend shall never ask you
to help me again; l do not need IT. so you will
be safe in continuing our acquaintance. Aunt
Hannah does not know have written you
get too many moral lectures anyway from her,
for she says must educate myself so my son
will have high opinion OF me. He does not
bother about me, but divides his attention
principally in blinking at her and the lamp
with leaning towards the light That last Is
naughty, is it not
Always your friend las the doctor calls mel.
THE TROUBLESOME LADY"
The wound was not healed, Oliver
thought bitterly. Why of all women
must he care for this one and
be so haunted by her memory?
Every look of hers, her words, her
gestures, the little yellow gown,
were as plain to him after a year
as if he had seen her but yesterday.
He had striven hard to forget, to do
his duty. Yet was there harm in writ
ing Just few lines? The narrow path
was terribly lonely in life-not a path
that had been his in the past; and yet
and yet she was child. That stern
honest old woman believed in him and
trusted to his honor.
While he unused, the shock-headed
boy knocked and thrust in his frecl-
led face. Gent ter see yer" he said,
hoarser than usual, for there had been
a baseball match the day before, and
he had been excused from duty, because
his ''mudder was sick"
''Show him in" said Oliver, locking
the letter in his desk. The last man
he expected to see entered the room,
shut the door behind him, took chair,
then, with almost threatening ges-
ture, moved it close to the desk. Henri
de Restaud!
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