Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-01-09

s9ae aSt & s away to ,iPpsaoy That s
while let us hope. 1t win be forgiven him.
that tone. Your father little thinks what
trouble he is storing for himself in his
training q yoa ana. II told him you were
s eems n,m he would mot believe It. But
HOW am deceiving him?' cried Edna,
quick pslior- coming into her face.
Her stepmother mournfully shook her
IF youfjowtfheart does not tell you, then
perhaps l should be silent. You have his
wicked temper, my poor child. Your face
I, Spa pale with anger just because I have
H M tried to Show you the right path"
GU nave not shown me the right path.
lou nave said 1 am deceiving my father,
and l esk what you mean?"
MRS. Sartwell smiled gently If sadly.
HOW like! how like! 1 can almost fancy
1t Is your father speaking with your voice."
wen, am glad of that. You don't Of
zen !,,r say complimentary things to me-"
mat is more of your pertness. You
know very we'll 1 don't compliment you
Wnen l say you are like your father. Far
from It. But day will come when even
ms eyes Will be opened. Yes, indeed.
You mean that his eyes will be opened
10 my deceit, but you have not told me
how am deceiving him.
fou deceive him because you take very
sooo care, when in his presence, not to
snow him the worst side of your character.
Oh, dear no, you take good care of that!
Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth when
ne Is here. But he'll find you out some
day. to his sorrow. Wait till your stubborn
Wits cross, and then you will each know
the other. OF course, now 1t is all smooth
ana pleasant, but that is because you don't
demand to know what he means, and do
not tell him that you can't be bothered
ABOUT the last great day.
rather never threatens me with the
judgment, as you SO often do nor does he
make accusations against me. and so
OOn need to ask what he I
pose am wicked" continued the girl, al
most in tears but you say things that
seem always to bring out the bad side of
You are too impulsive," said the lady.
smoothly. You are first impenitently i'm
pudent to me, and then you say you have
a bad character. which L never asserted.
You are not worse than your father
good"
"Ah, that's because you don't know him
any better than he knows you. You think
ne takes you entirely into his confidence,
put he does nothing of the sort. Why did
ne SO carefully carry away the newspaper
with him this morning?"
Il m sure 1 don't know. Why shouldn't
he? It's his own"
His own-yes! but he never did it be-
TORE He took it away the better to deceive
MS wife and daughter-that's why. So that
ned the men yesterday. Oh, can see him!
1t was just the kind of thing that would
crafty his worldly PRIDE
oh, what happened, mother?" cried the
girl, breathleSs with anxiety.
Il thought he didn't tell you, and sup
pose he did not mention that poor Mr..
Hope. and Mr.. Monkton, too. begged and
implored him not to go to the works to-
and he paid not the slightest attention to
their wishes-and they his employers! If
for no other reason he
But tell me what he did? How did he
defy the men?'
why do you not allow me to finish what
am saying? Why are you SO Inpatient"
"Bee ause he is my father. Is that not
reason enough?'
Eyes. my poor child. yes" murmured
Mrs. Sartwell. IT. mournful cadence; that
is reason CROUCH. Like father. like daugh-
ter 1t Is perhaps too much for me to ex-
little little ;" ''sN'e rom '0u' "nen ne mas 50
THAT Is not my meaning but never
mind. Please tell me if he was in danger"
We are all Of US in danger every mo-
ment OF our Hyes, and saved from 1t by
merciful Interpolation and not by any vir
tue Of our puny efforts. How often, how
OFTEN have l made my poor endeavor to
impress this great truth on your fathers
mind, only to be met with scorn and SCOT
ing, as IL scorh and soothing would avail
on the last Why are you acting so,
Edna? You pace up and down the room in
a way that isl regret to say it-almost
unladylike. You shouldn't spring from
your chair in that abrupt manner. I say
that soothing will not avail. Surely I have
the right to make the statement in my own
housed When | said to your father this
I very morning that he should not boast In
his own strength, which is but fleeing, but
should put lis trust in higher power. he
answered that he did-the police were on
the ground. What is that but scoffing? He
knew was not referring to the police"
Edna had left the room before her step
mother had completed the last sentence
and when the mnch-tired woman. arising
with weary sigh, followed the girl into
the hall she found herself confronted with
another domestic tribulation. Edna had her
hat on. and was clasping her cloak.
Where are you going?" asked her
amazed stepmother.
ITO London"
"To London. Does your father know of
this?''
HE WILL I am going to take a hanson
from the station to the works"
What! Drive through that bowling
mob?"
The bowling mob wont hurt me-"
Child, you are crazy! What is the mean
ing of this?"
CTo be continued next Saturday.