The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1896-05-02

TAKE me, take T1e!' cries she.
confessing she had been no Barbary
slave, rather than deceive the man who
loved her, and profit by his faith in her,
which had certainly undone us all, but
in her passion, woman considered the
welfare of her father and best friends
very lightly. Nay, she will not value
her own body and soul at two straws,
but is ready to yield up everything for
one dear smile.
A full minute Mr.. Goodwin sat gazing
at Molls pretty, blushing, half hid face,
as if for his last solace, and then, rising
slowly from the little parapet, he says
Had been more generous, l should
have spared you this long morning ride.
So you have something to forgive, and
we may cry quitsr' Then, stretching
forth his hand, he adds, Farewell. "
"Stay," cries Moll, springing to her
feet, as fearing to lose him suddenly
again. II have not eased myself of the
burden that lay uppermost oh p cries
she passionately, casting off all reserve,
II know all-who you are and why you
first came hither, and am here to Offer
you the half of all l have. 3"
Half, sweet cousin?" answers he,
taking her two hands in his.
AYE, for if l had not come to claim
it all would have been yours by right,
and tbs no more than fair that, owing
so much to fortune, should offer you
the half.
Suppose that half will not suffice
me, dear?" says he.
"Why, then I'll give you ALL" an
swers she, houses, gardens-every-
thing"
Then what will you do, coz?"
$50 hence, as you were going but
Just now," answers she, trembling.
why, that's as if you took the dia.
mord from its setting and left me moth.
ing but the foil, says he. "Oh, would
order it another way Give me the gem
and let who will take what remains.
Unless these little hands are mine tc
hold forever I will take nothing from
them
"They are thine, dear love-" cries she
in transport, f1inging them about his
neck, "and my heart as well. "
At this conjuncture l thought it ad-
visable to steal softly away to the bend
Of the road, for surely any one coming
this way by accident and finding them
locked together thus in tender embrace
on the kings highway would have fall.
en- to some gross conclusion, not under
standing their circumstances, and sc
might have offended their delicacy by
some rude jest. And had not parted
myself here couple Of minutes ere
spied a team of four stout horses com.
ing over the brow Of the hill, drawing
the stage wagon behind them which
plies betwixt Sevenoaks and London.
This prompting me to happy notion,
returned to the happy, smiling pair,
who were now seated again upon the
bridge, hand in hand, and says l.
my dear friends-for SO, sir, l think
| may now count you, sir, as well as
ny Mistress Jsdith here-the wagon is
'oming down the hill, by which had
Intended to go to London this morning
apon some pressing business, and so,
madam, if your cousin will take my
lorse and conduct you back to the court
will profit by this occasion and bid you
'arewell for the present.
|, This proposal was received with evi.
lent satisfaction on their part, for there
vas clearly no further thought of part.
ng. Only Mol, alarmed for the propri
ties, did beg her lover to lift her Oh
her horse instantly. Nevertheless when
7he was in her saddle they must lingeI
yet, he to kiss her hands and she to bend
Town and yield her cheek to his lips,
hough the sound Of the coming wagon
vas close at hand.
Scarcely less delighted than they with
his surprising strange turn of events,
eft 'em there with bright, smiling faces
nd journey on to London, and then tax
ng pair of oars at the bridge to Green
yich, all eagerness to give these joyful
dings to my friend Jack Dawson.
ound him in his worAroom, working a
lthe and sprinkled from head to toe
nth chips, mighty proud of bedpost
le was Affirming, and it did my heart
,ood to see him looking stout and hear
=, profitably occupied in this business,
instead of soaking in an alehouse, as !
feared at one time he would, to dull his
are, but he was ever stout, brave fell
low, who would rather fight than give
IN any day A better man never lived,
nor a more honest, circumstances per
hitting
His JOY at seeing me was past every
hing, but his first thought after our
hearty greeting was Of his daughter.
my Mol, says he, my dear girl
You han't brought her to add. to my
joy? She's not Sinking behind door
to fright me with delight, hey?"
"No," says l, "but I've brought you
great news Of her, F"