The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1898-09-30


pride, ne offers stone for bread, rot
ten carcass in exchange for incarnate
purity"
A clear voice broke in abruptly. 1t
was the voice of Desmoulins.
"Who asks US to sell our titles for
your lucre? The American. Who comes
out of the east and west with his ducats
clanking loudly and his Dragging voice
declaring he will buy art, heart and
emotions? The American. He never
thinks how we regard him. He acts
from the standpoint alone of how he re-
CARDS us. How we laugh! MATS, how we
laugh! We have lived; he has yet to
grow. We have suffered. He is longing
to throw himself into the fray and to
be gored alive rather than to wait for
time to ripen him. If we choose to
gore him, who can blame us? 1t is what
he has demanded, what he has cried
for, like sick child whimpering for
the MOON"
s'To continue with the case in hand, :"
interrupted Stornmouth. For the first
time he admired Desmoulins. After
all, in this Frenchman's misused soul
there dwelt spark Of that fire which
assails the lowest Of human creatures at
times, that fire which flames out into
vital protest in silent hours aud de-
mands the truth as feverish invalid
calls for water to quench his thirst.
For the first time Stornmouth Judged
the American abroad from the French
standpoint. TWAS not pleasant stand
point to this virile specimen of it's best
blood, its best methods, it's noblest in
tentions; but, endeavor as he might, he
could not deny the fact that Desmou-
Inns accusation held semblance of
truth as regarded small number Of
his compatriots who had visited France,
bought up its titles and estates and
lost considerable record for keen pa
triotism or national fidelity in the proc
ess. He knew that the exception was
not the rule. He, in justice, could not
blame Desmoulins for thinking other
wise.
II refuse" the judge calmly an
nounced, "to permit my daughter to
enter into any such alliance-unless, :"
turning toward Priscilla, 'sshe loves
you.
Priscilla, her eyes ablaze, had been
leaning over the back of her fathers
chair.
She grew visibly pale as she raised
her spirited young head at his call. She
stepped forward slightly and leaned one
little hand upon Judge Delno's shout
der, as though for support-for support
in the argument which had been ham,
mering against her temples for weeks,
and which under existing circumstances
at last took an adequate stand in all it's
acquired strength stand which es-
tablished conviction in the hearts of
those for and against her protest, who
listened to its young propounder nolens
volens.
ut has occurred to me, count" she
said very gently, with that fearless
method of attack which makes Ameri-
can girlhood the vital and bonny thing
it is to home masculine hearts which re-
spect it and foreign masculine hearts
which seek to Cypress it and to lay it's
young strength and vigor and bright
ness so very low in demanding of it it's
worst-"it has occurred to me more
than once lately that the main part of
what | in my inexperience should call
desirability in matrimony has been left
out OF your proposition. Until now l
have not spoken. 1t seemed to me use
less. 1t seemed to me you would not
understand it. 1t is SO very sweet and
dear. Its name is love. With us-we
American girls-it comes or it does not
come, bnt when it comes it comes for
good, and when it comes there is not
much ambition in it, think Sacrifice
too, goes out-a word we have forgot
ten. Sometimes l know girls marry