The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1898-08-03
Jack Haro1d's =:
=: Presentiment.
HOPE l may one day laugh at m.
By HELEN BEEKMAN.

dS tuCy StOOd tOSclucT one nOOI
lit summer evening at the gate.
"Ilow like you, Jack" she eXclaim.
"to fancy, because l insist upon thi
visit to the city, some wonderful even
is to happen which is to bring misery
both. No jealousy IS at work, hope
Jack" this last with half-ironical EN-
phasis.
Even so, it would not be unpardon
able" was her answer, as Jack Harold
with fond pride, looked on the beaut,
of the girl by his side.
MANY men have suffered from thu
grecn-eyed monsters sting with fa
less cause, but 1 can plead not guilty
this time. do not think jealousy would
explain my feeling, but 1 can never for
get, Nellie, how humble is the lot L car
promise you in comparison with the
gilded offerings of other men. l know
my darling, the admiration your beauty
cannot fail to excite. and, oh, how quiet
and uneventful will seem this existence
mid birds and trees and flowers when
you are surrounded by the gayety, the
excitement and the glamour of city
life. Yet should you choose it in pref
erence, the misery would come to me;
therefore, 1 cannot comprehend the
dread feeling that something threat
ems BOTH
II will not even sympathize with it,
Jack" is her reply, ''since it does me so
much injustice. Have you forgotten in
the pretty home you speak of so dis
paragingly, love is TO be it's sunshine,
love the very song OF the birds, love the
rustic of the trees, love the fragrance of
the flowers? Who, then, would choose
the gilded bars of the Gagged songster?
Jack, what wealth could compensate
for the loss of your hearth"
, 81 can scarcely realize I have you at
last" said pretty Ms. Raymond to her
friend, as they sat side by side in the
formers comfortable dressing-room
preparatory to goodnight chat, wom-
ans dearest privilege. The two had
been school friends, and only year be-
fore Nellie had officiated as bridesmaid
and it was this visit Jack Harold had
with such dread.
"Now, tell me-" continued Mrs. Ray
mond, "who is this ogre in the country
who did not wish you to come to me?"
Never mind about him." answered
Nellie, blushingly. "You see his power
was not sufficient to detain me. I pre-
fer hearing something of yourself"
"Of myself! Happiness is always mo-
notonous, and SO have nothing to re-
late. save that every dream has been
more than realized but one, and that is
that you should have home near mine.
Therefore 1 am glad to hear the ogre's ,
claim can be broken"
"Oh, I did not say ihat!" interrupted
Nellie,
"At all events, dear, while you are
With me we will ignore it, and perhaps |
By the way Qeaving the
ormer sentence unfinished) Dennis
Ooane was charmed to hear I was ex-
,ecting you. Tomorrow night he is to
line and accompany us to the opera;
10, my dear, look your prettiest."
Again Nellie blushed. A year before
dr. Doane had been the groomsman APP
pointed her at the wedding, and even in
he few hours they had spent together
he had found time for the pretty
peeches, spoken with low, lingering ac-
ent, which the color flaming her cheek
It his name proved unforgotten. Some
low Jack never said such things. His
lain 81 love you" seemed to him to
over all, and render all else unneces-
airy. But they were very pleasant to
ear, nevertheless, thought Nellie, as
With sigh of half regret, half longing,
or Jacks presence, she lost herself in
reamland.
Every pleasant to hear" So it
eemed, as day followed day, and Den
lis Doane lowered like shadow at
er side. He SO well knew their magic,
ould throw into his eyes the fire
which seemed soul-lit, or into his voice
meaning, which. if counterfeit, defied
election; and slowly but surely the
atal net was woven in which the girl
7as to yield up her plighted word.
ack read the letters which still came
o him from her hand with sinking
t his honest heart and a paling of his
uddy cheek, and he waited, knowing
he blow must fall, waiting her kindly S
7ords, the while telling her nothing {
f what loves intuition had taught
i'm, but leaving her hands free and q
nfettcred to strike the blow when
he would. He had thought he had J
teeled himself to bear it, little know |
lg of the hope which all the while had ]
urned with it's faint flame, until it
went out, extinguished by {
ertainty, leaving him to grope in I
lackness so dense that for time not {
ven Gods light could penetrate. J
"How shall l tell you," she wrote, I
that the girl who parted from you !
nder the light of the moon, who so
efiantly laughed at your foolish pre- t
eminent, has by her own act verified ,
I? Jack, if that night you had told 4
lie could cause your heart such pain r
would have scorned even the thought.
ct l dare write the words forgive Ib
e.' / dare hope in time YOU NAV for n