Omaha daily bee., 1897-01-10
THE OMAHA DAILY BEE SUNDAY, JANUARY 10, 1897.


do their duty II, you neglect yours and never
| look after 1them?
you train them so well. mother that
did not think It was necessary for me to
look after them while you were away
Yes, | train them, and, | hope. | do my
| duty toward ,th4m, but you also have duties
| to performs al though you think so lightly
of them You, forget that for every hour
idled away go4 viii have to give an az
count on the last great day"
They had by this time reached the draw
| ing room. ann Mrs. Sartwell sat down, ga2-
ing with chastened severity toward her step
daughter. roo
Edna" She said. solemnly 81 implore
you not forgive way to fippancy That
is exactly the way your father talks. and
while, let us hope. II will be forgiven him,
! 1t Ill becomes one OF your years to take
that tone. Your father little thinks what
! trouble he Is storing for himself In his train
ing Of you. and If told him you were de
ceving him, he would not believe 1t. But
some day, alas! his eyes will be opened"
How am | decelving hlm?" cried Edna.
quick pallor coming into her face.
Her stCpmother mournfully shook her head
and sighed
"1f your own heart does not tell you, then
perhaps I should be silent. You have his
wicked temper, my poor child Your face
is pale with anger just because have mildly
tried to show you the right path"
you have not shown me the right path
You have said am deceiving my father, ard
| l ask what you mean?"
Mrs. sartwell smiled, gently, II sadly.
"How like! how like! l can almost fancy
| it b. your father speaking with your voice"
well, l am glad of that. You don't often
say complimentary things to me-"
| THAT Is more OF your pertness. You know
| very well don't compliment YOU when say
you are like your father. Far from it. But
| day will come when even his eyes Will be
opened Yes, indeed"
You mean that his eyes will be opened
to my deceit. but you have not told me how
1 am deceiving him."
You deceive him because you take very
| good care, when in his presence not TO show
him the worst side of your character. Oh,
dear no. you take good care of that! Butter
| wouldn't melt in your mouth when he Is
here. But he'll find you out some day to his
sorrow. Wait till your stubborn Wills cross.
and then you will each know the other. OF
course now 1t is all smooth and 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"
Father never threatens me with the
| Judgment as you so often do, nor does he
make accusations against me, and so don't
| need to ask what he means. ] suppose am
| wicked,n continued the girl almost in tears,
"but you say things that seem always to-
bring out the bad side of my character"
"You are too impul!ive," said the lady,
smoothly. "You are first impenitently i'm
prudent to me, and then you say you have
| a bad character which never asserted You
| are not worse than your father"
| Worse? l only wish / were half as good"
"Ah, that's because you don't know him
| any better than he knows you. You think
| he takes you entirely into his confidence, but
| he does nothing of the sort Why did he so
carefully carry away the newspaper with
| him this morning?"
I'm sure l don't know. Why shouldn't
| he? It's his own"
His ownnlyes! but he never did it before.
| He took itoaway the better to deceive his
| wife and daugh er-that's why. SO that
| shouldn't know how he braved and dened
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.
II thought he, didn't tell you, and l sup
| pose he did not mention that poor Mr.
| Hope, and, Mr. Monkton, too, begged and
implored bin not to go to the works today
| yes, almost on their bended knees, and he
| paid not the slightest attention to their
wishos-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
l am saying? Why are you so Inpatient"
Because he Is my father. Is that not
reason enough?"
"Yes, my poor child, yes" murmured
Mrs. Sartwel, in, mournful cadence, that
is reason enough. Like father, like daugh-
ter. 1t is perhaps too much for me to ex-
pect patience from yeu, when he has so
little"
That is not my meaning, but never
mind. Please tell me il he was in danger"
I'VE are all of us in danger every mo- |
ment of our lives, and saved from 1t by |
mercifu interposition and not by any virtue |
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have | made my poor endeavor to impress |
this great truth your fathers mind, only |
to be met with scorn' and soothing, as II |
scorn and scoffing would avail on the last. |
Why are you acting so, Edna? You pace |
up and down the room in away that isl |
regret to say it-most unladylike You |
shouldn't spring from your chair in that |
abrupt manner / say that scofiing Will not |
avail. Surely | have a right to make the
statement In my own house! When said
to your father this very morning that he
should not boast in his own strength which
is but fleeting, but should put his trust in
a higher power he answered that he did
the police were on the ground. What is
that but scoffng? Ise knew l was not re-
ferring to the police"
Edna had left the room before her step
mother completed the last sentence, and
when the much-tried woman, arising with
a weary Sigh followed the girl into the hall,
she found herself confronted with another
domestic tribulation. Edna had her hat on l.
and wss clasping her cloak.
where are you going?" asked her amazed
stepmother.
ITO London"
ITO London! Does your father know of
this?"
''He will. am going to take hanson
from the station to the works"
What! Drive through that bowling
mob?"
"The bowling mob won't hurt me-"
Child, you are crazy What is the mean
ing OF this?"
ITO be Continued)
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