The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1898-08-30


that looked like Marjorie AMMAN, and
a lad TOOK at first for Johnnie Suther-
land, till he began booing and kissing
his hand, and then l saw it could ma be
Johnnie"
Marjorie now perceived that all con-
cealment was useless, and at once told
her hostess of the meeting with her
French teacher. She did not think it
expedient, however, to describe with
exactness the Frenchman's conversa-
ton; but even as it was, Miss Hether-
ington's brow darkened, and her eyes
flashed with light like that of anger.
Draw doings!" she muttered. Draw
doings for young growing lassie O. sew
enteen Your French teacher, say you?
What's his name, Marjorie?'
Monsieur Caussidiere."
"And what's the man doing down
here instead of teaching his classes in
the town."
Indeed, can't tell,'' returned Mar
jorie 81 met him quite by accident on
my way to see you"
"Humph What like is he? Is he
young?'
mot very young"
"Weel favored?"
eyes, and very clever
s'Worse and WORSE" said Miss Heth
erington. "Now, Marjorie, listen to
mev'
Eyes, Miss Hetherington."
Look me in the face while you an
cx1,or ~ 1y01, @1i,oIz 4bio Eropoh c0O1Ip.
drel--he is a scoundrel, TAX it for
granted-has come down here in pur-
suit O. his pupil? Dinna be feared to
answer. Is he fond O. you, Marjorie?'
'I-I think he likes me-"
HAS he said as muckle?"
Eyes, Miss Hetherington," answered
Marjorie, who was incapable of a false
hood.
''And you? What think We of him."
II like him very much, Miss Hether-
ington. He has been very kind and pa
tient with me-"
"But do you love him?-tell me that;
or is it Johnnie Sutherland that has
won your silly heart? Out with it,
Marjorie Amman. Frank confessions
good for the soul, and I'm your friend"
Marjorie blushed, but kept her frank
blue eyes fixed on her questioner's face.
II don't love anybody, Miss Hether-
ington-not in the way you mean"
Are you sure O. that?"
"Quite sure"
'Then you're wise lassie," cried the
lady, rising to her feet. men are kittle
cattle, and safer at distance. Look
at that picture" she continued, sud-
denly pointing to a portrait over the
mantelpiece "You ken who is it?"
eyes; your brother, Mr.. Hugh
Hugh Hetherington, God rest his
soul! and the best brother woman ever
had Folk thought that he was bad,
and he had my fathers temper; but he
guarded his sister like a Watchdog;
and I wish you had brother to guard
you half as weel. Look underneath my
cen, on my right cheek! You see that
mark? I shall carry it to my grave.
Hugh gave it to me when 1 was young
lass. He struck me in the face wi mis-
fist, because he thought l was hiding
something from him, and coorting WI
one I medina name.'
The lady's face grew full of a wild,
fierce light as she spoke, and she
laughed strangely to herself. Marjorie
gazed at her in dread.
ct was a lie, but Hugh was right,
he loved his sister. He kenned what
men were, he knew their black hearts.
They're a. bad, or mostly a.. TAX
warning, Marjorie Amman, and hearken
to me! Let nae man come to you in
secret wi words O. love; hide naething
Lorraine or from me. Trust the auld
heads, Marjorie; they ken what is right.
God has made you bonny; may He keep
you pure and happy till the end!"
Her tone was changed to one of deep
earnestness, even of pathos. She
walked up and down the room in agi-
tation, pausing now and again, and
leaning upon her crutch.
mo that 1 would haze you lead lone
ly life!" she exclaimed after pause.
Look at me! I'm no that old in years,
but I'm gray, gray wi loneliness and
trouble. l might haze had one to care
for me; 1 might haze had BARNS; but
it was ma to be. I'm rich woman, but
l haze neither kith nor kin. Lord for
bid you should ever be the same! But
when you maryland marry you will
some day-you must choose a true
be rich or poor; and if you Gamma