The Penn's Grove record., 1895-08-30

lCu'sbSu lIo dt1JlDaLlOu u WtHk lALp
than IL should have done.
!, Written by a cousin, a woman ian
a young woman it began with a sor
OF cry OF despair at the recent tondI
lions OF his life, and then eagerl
broke to him the glad news. ..ThI
Qo3d news that has made us all liz,
again, dear Kendall, and that will
bring you back to us in honor, bael
to the place which IS waiting for you
and in which we all feel. that yoi
will do great things yet!p A full
confession had finally been made b
the man who, after embezzling fund
belonging to high a civic charge T.
which he was committed, had at irs
cunningly contriyed to throw the an
pearances OF guilt on the younpe
man associated with him, on hi.
partner in Du ,iness, Kendall Trance
Kendall frances reputation was nov
washed whittier than ever, and his fel
low citizens in the rigid far Eastern
town, had conferred together to re
quest his return from voluntary exile
and to receive him. when he SHOULD
come, with such ovations as the plac,
had never known. "And Lawrenc,
and / are going to fetch you our
selves, Kendall" Thus the letteI
concluded. 1--WE shall find you ouI
in your mountain hermitage, ant
force you to leave it and to com,
back to your rightful life. with u.s.
The letter reached Kendall and wal
opened by him in the little school
house by the wayside The scholar
had left the morning lesson complet
ed; but, as he slowly raised his head,
crushing the letter In his hand, he
saw that he was not. alone. Circassis
fingered, behind the others, near thu
door. The door was open and ht
could see the road outside, heavy with
the Spring rains and thaws. AND
then the two new figures came with
In his range Of vlsion-a man In /;
light topcoat, a pretty woman ID
travelling dress, aud with such gloves
and boots as he had. not seen for two
years.
'skendalrn
1t was the writer of the letter,
with her brother. She was still young!
she was emotional; she had always,
half-unconsciousiY to herself, held q
place in her heart for this particular
cousin, which he could at any TIME
have taken possession of, and thus
doing, have taken possession of the
whole. The tears rushed to her eyes
now and she chung to his shoulder a
little, prettily, as he held her hand,
Her brother meantime wrung Ken
dals disengaged fingers in q manly
grasp and said simply:
"Weil, its all right, old man. ]
Needn't tell you how glad we are?n
a moment later the three were
walking slowly toward the settle
ment. But Circassia stood by the
schooldoor still and watched the re
treating figures
The last night!
The books (Kendal's sole real com.
panions for two years. were packed,
the boxes stood ready. The lamp
light fell on the little dismantled
room Of the n boarded cottage OF
the settlement which he had made
his home. He was leaving it to-mor.
row. Tic was going back to his fright
full place in life" With a sense OF
perfect satisfaction in that justice
had been done him at last? No. He
threw open the window and leaned
out The spring night was ordor
Gus and filled with mysterious stir.
rings. And the restlessness Of ma.
ture vas in the mans blood, like
wise; a deep bitterness for the past
injustice which no reparation could
wipe away, mingled with ONE Other
feeling of which he did not care te
analyze the constituents.
Behind him the lamplight f1ared
up in a sudden gust Of wind. The
door had opened, and as he turned he
faced Circassia.
'.lf it's true-true you're goin'"-
her eyes swept about the room, with
Its filters signs of preparation, 81
got ter know it-nowl"
He came slowly toward her with.
out replying.
tThey were q sayin' 1t all over the
settlement, that you was-was
agoin'.n Her hand went up to the
homespun gown, as If the light strict
IRE oppressed her, and her eyes were
black in the lamplight "And when
l see her-her-that tiady-yisterday
Il lowed she'd take you with herr
He saw her breath come fast and
then the passion within her broke
loose.
Il hates her-I hates her! / hates
the likes o. her, and the likes o. the
man that's with her, her brother they
says! ] hates 'em, and the big town
your agoin' toll I hates 'em aIl--ali:
Secause-because I loyes you!'
MagnIfcenGly she made her con
fession, as the savage she was, una
Dashed and unafrald, with a wild sort
OF dignity In the imperious poise OF
her beautiful blonde head. She threw
her love in his teeth, not as a sup
plant, but as one who confers a royal
tavor.
II loves you'll" she repeated.
"Aud I-Circassia-my wild noun
tain bird-m my beautiful savage. Cir
cassia, my girl, /. too, love YOUR he
said. then, at last with o long
breath.
mot going with us?n repeated
Kendall frances pretty cousin, sit
ting In her pretty travelling dress the
following morning In the shotel" of
tho village in the valley, five miles
below the settlement
mot goingp" she murmured, turn,
ing white, and then her brother who.
as agreed upon, had just driven up to
the settlement to meet Kendall. and
TO bear him away. told his remarka-
BILE tale. Kendall, since the night be.
fore, had changed his MIND. He
would not return to civilization now,
not till he brought with him the
mountain girl who put into a board
lng-school, was for two or three years
to DO trained to be his wife.
oils wife? Great hcavenp
Long the brother and sister talked, |
the latter, trembling a little, with a
great bitterness in her soul. At
length