Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1896-01-09
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what / have done. But how L. that
possible?"
$50 far away from Marian Trent.
Put her absolutely cuS of your path. In
duce your wife TO return to you. Make
the most of your life. DO not hesitate.
do not parley. Tho way is clear before
you. "
"That would be right" Hugh NUT
tered, and tremor of anguish passed
over him. Jenny to return 10 me
Jenny to come back. That would be
right, although my heart is like stone
to her. Well, I'll do it. She was sense
less as block to go away. Had she
been little merciful to that poor girl
this horrible conclusion would never
have been reached. But, no--oh, mol
She to feel pity! The cruelest judge
woman has is woman. No need to show
her stone really for her hand. Never
fear. she will find one for herself.
A short, bitter laugh left his lips, and
he started for the door.
"You will return and tell me the re-
suit of your interview with Jenny.
Here is key. Come, no matter how
late will be here and waiting for
you.
Hugh took it absently from the deli
cate, Drowned fingers and felt his own
detained in fervent clasp.
''Do nothing rash. Come back to me,
if only for moment, without fail. The
strong are sometimes weak, Hugh, but
strength can be born anew of weak
ness.
He was again ON the sunny, dusty
street, one of the passing show, feel
ing like death at his heart and Mark g
last words echoing in hisears. Strange
thought to be thinking on that thorough
fare filed with the whir Of trade and
perpetual traffic:
Strength can be born; anew of weak
ness.
It was the dinner hour at Mrs Wal.
toms as he went up the stairs and rang
the bell The hall slnelled of mutton.
A woman's laugh fioated from the base
ment mingling unmusically with the
chink of knives and forks. He asked for
Mrs. Larremore, but gave no name.
In the room where he sat down to
wait the dust lay thickly. The roll Of
wheels, the voices of children, came
through the open window. Some music
he recognized as Jenny's lay ON the
piano. A picture of her in her gradual.
ing dress hung on the wall opposite.
The roses she carried and against which
her diploma rested with girlish awk.
wardness had been his first gift to her.
He noted all these things with one
sided consciousness while listening for
q footstep in the hall and wondering
how it would all end.
The children outside the window had
grown tired of their game, and he had
become familiar with every detail of the
untidy place before the floor creaked
under heavy tread and stout woman
in a widows cap swayed into the room.
Mrs. Walton had never liked her son
in-law. He had wen Jenny at time
when there was every promise of pros
porous marriage to achurchgoing young
man with fortune in the coal business
That struggling medical student
had captured her darling had ever beer
thorn i'll Mrs. Walton's heart, ever
after he had vindicated himself by
proving his ability to support his wife
independent of her mother.
She stood in the doorway now, he
breath coming in puffs, her blue eyes SC
like Jenny's save that they were set il
protruding framework of flesh, gleam
ing with anger and accusation.
GOOD evening, DIR. Larremore.
thought it was you," and her tone wal
as icy as her short breath permitted. :"
said to myself: That's him. Nobod.
else L know'd be ashamed to give hi
name If it amt too much to inquire
may I ask why you' I'VE come heref''
''To see my wife. / made that re
quest on entering"
Mrs Walton's gaze swept him from
head to foot.
Like your inpudeaoe You took m.
daughter from me once, but you shan
again. All, had she listened TO me thel
but there's no use going over that
only she'd be riding in her carriage nov
with servants to wait upon her. Wha
didn't she give up for yuu? And wha
did she get for it? My poor childl
you'd come when she finished telling
me her story, I'd not have received yo1
SO mildly, I can just telI,you. But I'v
thought it over, and since she's of th
same mind with me youpcan hear th
truth and go. My daughter u never g
back to you," she said, placing he
hands on her knees and leaning forward
"Never! She's done with you. Yo,
needn't try to find her orto force her
She's not i'll the city Thank God, she
far away"
"You misunderstood me altogether,
Hugh said quietly, unmoved by the ii
rade, if you think want to fGree you
daughter to anything. Isit,her wish +
avoid me, Or have you sent her away?
merely want to know her mind. IVAN
to know if it is absolutely tsue that sh
leaves me of her own free will. If sh
were here, would tell her there is n
reasonable condition I would not &C
/ .cept. That / am to blame freely &C
knowledge, though at the time she LET
! me / did nt deserve her suspicious.
| want her back, Mrs. Walton; | wan
her very much. II she comes, I will d
all in my power to make her happy,
swear. -
There was none Of the yearning Q
! tenderness of man suing for the re
i turn Of woman he loved in thes
/ words, but they were earnestly spoken
and his sincerity was unquestlonable
| A monk whose sensitive soul srnarte,
from the memrry of some sin Nigh
have asked for his hair shirt in muc