Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1899-02-11

hour. He would not leave the letters. al
they were nearly loose; and he wished to
explain why he still had them; so he took
them back to his cupboard again.
CHAPTER XIV.
Henchard and Elisabeth Jane sat con.
versing BY the FIRE. 1t was three weeks
after Mrs. Henchard's funeral.
elizabeth, do you think much Of old
timesT said Henchard.
"Yes, Sir; often" said she.
"Who do you put 10 your pictures Of
emp
Mother and father nobody else hard.
IT,"
Henchard always looked like one ben,
on resisting pain when Elisabeth Jane
spoke Of Richard Newson a. father
"Ah! am out Of oil that, am I notT ha
said. "Was Newson kind fatherr
YES, sir; very"
Henchard's face settled into an ex'
preston Of stolid loneliness which grad
ually modulated into something softer
Suppose I had been your real father r
he said. "Would you have cared for me
% much - you care for Richard New
sonT
II can't think It," she said quickly. ~
can think Of no other A nv father excen,
INV father."
uencba rd's wife WAS dissevsred frou
him nv death: his friend and heiper Fs r
frae nv estraneemcnt. Elissbeth lana n,
ienorance. II seemed TO him that onl,
one Of them could possibly be recalled
and that was the girl. His mind begar
vibrating between the wish to reveal him
self to her and the policy Of leaving vel
alone, till he could no longer sit still. H,
walked up and down, and then he cam,
and stood behind her chair, looking dowr
upon the top Of her head. He could M
longer restrain his impulse. what die
your mother tell you about me-my his
tory?" he asked.
THAT you were related BY marriage"
"She should have told mQre-befOre 20,
knew me. Then my task would not hav'
been such hard one. Elizabeth. 1t Is
who am your father. and not Richar'
Newson. Shame alone prevented you
wretched parents from owning this to yo'
while both Of EN- were alive"
The back Of Elixabeth's head remainet
still, and her shoulders did not denOt'
even the movements Of breathing. Hench
ard went on: I'D rather have your scorn
your fear, anything, than your ignorance
Ills that I hate. Your mother and ! wer'
man and wife when We were young. Wha
you saw was our second marriage. You
mother was too honest. We had though
each other dead-and-Newson becam
her husband
This was the nearest approach Hench
ard could make to the full truth. As IN
a. he personally was concerned he woul'
have screened nothing; but he showed
respect for the young girls sex and year
worthy OF a better man.
When he had gone on to give detail
which q whole, series OF slight and unre
sarded Incident. In her past life stransel!
corroborated; when, IN snort sne believes
his story to be true she became greati!
agitated, and, turning round to tine table
hung her face upon It, weeping:
Don't cry--don't cry. sara Henchard
Win vehement patnos; Il cant pear u.
won't bear u. am your latner; wh!
should you cry' Am J NO dreadfu', 81
hateful to 'ee' Don't take against me
El'seOctn Jame' nc cr'ed' Rrasp'ng ne
wet hand. "Dont 'ee take against me-
though was drnKin. man once, an
used your mother rongniy--in De sinde
TO 'ee tnsn ne was' III 20 ahythfng'
you WILL only look upon me 40 your fatn
err
sue tried 10 stahd up ano CONFRONT MN
Fustiuny' put sne cou'a NOT sue wa
troubled ~ hls presence. IKE tue orethre'
st the avowa' OF Joseph
II don't want zee to come to me all o
sudden. sara hencnard' IN Jerks an
moving IKE great tree ID w'hu. NC
hhsaoetn, dont III 70 away anu no
see you uli tomorrow or wnen you IKE
ana then ~ snow &c papers 10 prove M
words. mere ! am gone and wont dis
turn zee any more. TWAS that cnos
your name, my daugnter; your moline
wanted II susan. There, dohL iorse
twas gave you your name ne wen
out ~ the door ana smut ner sotuy y
ana sne heard him 20 away INTO the gal
zen. BUT ne had not done. beiose sn
nad moved or III any way recovered troI
the enect OF his disclosure, ne reappearee
one word more Enzapeth' ne Sa'c
'fonI' take my surname now-mey' lou
mother was against II; put put u WI, DC muc
more pieasant 10 me. lis 'esahy your,