The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-01-03


fearful panorama, saw the murderer
captured; ] witnessed the trial; heard
the hum Of the crowded court; saw
the judge, the black cap, and saw the
gallows looming behind it all. seemed
to be still talking and listening, yet my
mind worked out these horrors regard
less Of my will, and gradually a night
mares spell seemed to creep over me.
She was talking about George now.
9 He has been awfully worried lately,
Duncan. You yourself know something
OF the reason, bnt not all, l think. You
know he is infatuated with some woman
beneath him in position, but will tell
you all now that you are one of us.
She added these last words with de-
licious shyness, and could but kiss
her bushes. She continued:
II know, if not all, at least more
than any one else, for George has made
me his confidant, and 1 have stood up
tor him against my father and mother,
who are naturally very angry with
him; for, after all, the girl is servant,
and we have always had such high
ideals Of the wife George would bring
home to us. This is how it all came
about. Last year George went fishing
with friend to q picturesque VILLAGE
N the Wye. 1t was little better THAI
cluster of houses, half dozen niles
away from the nearest railway station,
md the only accommodation was to be
cad ut the village inn, which stood or
tie banks of the river The only other
visitor there was lady, VINO kept
closely to her room and who they heard
was an artist. They only met her casual
ly i'll the inD. and she excited very lit
tie interest in George SO long as his
friend was with him.
"When he was left alone, however,
George, out of sheer curiosity, and !iav-
Ing nothing better to do when not iisa-
ing, tried to find ont more about her.
and it was not very difficult for him II
become acquainted V 18th her. She was
not very we'll Off, ii appears and was
painting Christmas cards and doilies
and doing fancy work to exc out her in
come. George could not very we'll ask
at first why she was there, but he gath.
cred she had an unhappy homo life aud
was trying to earn her own living. As
the days passed on they became better
acquainted, and George ended by being
hopelessly in love with her. He told lae
that much as she seemed to enjoy ];
society she never encouraged auy... :.
more than ordinary friendship, ~,
when he attempted to say more tis
this would warrant she stopped Lii ),
kox 4, ct
far gone, and one evening he wor.l i i
be gainsaid. He confessed to her :.
much he loved her, aud begged Ler !,
marry him. She was awfully kind !.
him, but he Sold me she would not s.ay
anything.
Tomorrow I will give you m,
answer, She said. George went away
from her in state of blissful suspense.
AS she had not said NO., his hopes
were raised; but when morning came
she had gone. She had packed up her
things in the mig httime and had gone
by the early morning train, leaving no
address or clew as to her whereabouts.
There was note for George. He open
ed it eagerly, but it simply contained
the words: 'Goodby. Ills better SO.
George was almost heartbroken. He
tried to follow her, and, indeed. traced
her to the neighboring junction, but
there all clew was lost. He was an ut
ter wreck when he came home, and one
evening, in burst of hopelessness, lie
told me all about her. OF course l was
terribly sorry for him, and must con-
TESS my sympathies were drawn toward
the woman. The months passed and
George co1:d not get over it, but he
had long ago given up all hope of seeing
her again. One night he burst into my
room in flush Of excitement.
Mabel. have seen her again-I
have seen her!'
"Poor boy! He looked SO happy I
could not but be glad for his sake.
Tell me all about it.
i saw her on the top of bus, of
all places We were sitting next to ono
another. 1t was dark. didn't notice
her, but she knew me- felt my neigh
Dor edging away from me and noticed
her head turned in the opposite direc-
ton. This aroused my curiosity. I
obliged her to turn, and there she was
my darling! And George, quite over
come with emotion, buried his face in
his hands and wept like child.
She got down at Hyde park COR
ner, he went on, begged me to leave
her, but wouldn't. was not going to
lose her again when I had only just
found her. made her tell me where
she was living before l would go. She
isl And George .hesitated.
Well:' said interrogatively.
" She is a lady's maid at Spiegelei-
sens
"Oh!' said, and I'm afraid shud-
dered. 1t was not only that she was a
servant that made my heart sink in dis
may, but because I felt she had been
sailing under false colors when George
first met her. He had told me she was
q lady, and her conduct at the inn had
confirmed it, but now felt she was
sham and that Georges passionate love
had been given to q probable adven.
turess.
81 tried to convince him Of this, but