The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-12-17

him life of the greatest priyation and
misery. What those pursuits were DIR.
Martin managed TO conceal from Lord
straubenzee, as he was under solemn
promise to Hagar that he would do.
And her host had rejoiced to see the
Improvement in Hagar's health and ap-
pearance during the past fortnight, and
he may be forgiven If he felt the pride
III IL that most people do in their own
creations, and now she had bitterly dis
appointed him.
The door opened behind him, and she
came III. Standing there, with the table
between them, she said in a low voice:
"You are blaming me in your heart,
and deserve il. But does the lark hate
the hand that opens its prison bars and
bids 1t soar upward TO heaven? Does the
slave curse the smith who strikes the
letters from his wrist? He gave me my
liberty. let him go''
She bowed her head He could only
see the clean, threadlike line that ran
from her brow to where her hair was
bound in masses on her neck.
Poor girl, poor grill he said, with
a weight lifted from his heart She was
still-sincere. She trusted him, and his
opinion Of her was unaltered.
"Those babies out there are broken
hearted" he said as he came round the
table. II am going to separate them for
a whole year.
A year?"
The words leaped from her, she look
ed radiant as if she had come into a
kingdom, and a misgiving crossed Lord
Straubenzee's mind, and he frowned.
lis she in love with the boy, too?" he
thought irritably, and once more philos-
ophy departed, and without answering
her he went across to the little drawing
room and sat down to his table, where
a book and shaded lamp welcomed
him as old friends and unconsciously
soothed his ruffled spirit.
But as he sat rubbing his glasses Ha-
gar drew near and stood just outside the
circle of light, clasping and unclasping
her hands ike a child who wishes but
fears to speak.
He looked up kindly, and when he
saw how weary i'll soul and body she
was he said:
"What is it, Hagar?"
"You think l am in love with Will
Cassilis, sir, P" she said, land he does
not even know that there is another wo-
man in the world but Mamie. Never
will know. You may send him away
| Co. Cor Ton, lint NO will
back like bird to his nest, and Mamie
Mamie will be waiting for him.
Only they were all reckoning without
Blake, or as he was usually called Blacl
Trelawny, all save Will Cassilis, whC
knew his man, the greatest daredevil
the most reckless lover that ever woman
had, and in all whose wicked life, whei
he had set his whole heart and soul on {
thing and wanted it, he had got it.
"Goodby, Willie, my own Willie'
cried Mamie a few days later, as, re
CARELESS of servants, porters and he
father, she leaned out of the railwa.
carriage window, with both arms rounC
her lovers neck, her splashing tear
falling heavily ON his strained, miser
able young face. cts only year
Willie" And then the train carried he
off, and Will Cassilis, in the first rea
anguish of strong, passionately loving
loyal heart, walked blindly away
,hrusting aside the hand that in sym
pathy Lord Straubenzee held out t
him.
1t was only year, as Mamie said
but Blake Trelawny would have til
start and keep it,