The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-07-04

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anger, ..your excellency will not turn
finger to save him, when you could,
Her voice sank to helplessness. and
she caught herself in sob what
, good does his life do your
"The example, said he. Don't you
see mustt',
"What is the example to mes'
81 know. poor girl. know.
'sAnd hate Your eScellency. /"
She rushed past him. not sobbiag
then, and they heard the swish of her
skirt in the hall, and all was still for
moment till Washington said:
| "WTell, Pealc, an ready"
81 hope your eScelil-lcy will forgive
| me. y
ooh. she's v-rg-yea, very pretty
| have no blame for yoa s...e almost
made me say What s,ss wa,ltct me to. .
"Yon ire very :;ccd. s:.ia TIE Artist
'Oh, cont ne bothered. " SAID the
chief, smiling. 50 80 IN.
Yet Mr.. Peaies canning Ct eyes and
| hand seemed 10 have less. ts,l Linl, and
that hours sitting was altogether I'M
| satisfactory When lis sitter iasl GONE.
he decided to take turn ia the air to
see if that nlisslit pui this mood away.
An hour after Carton Was as,.ei by
| Miss Ronald il Mn Peale We're in 40
| Might she not see the portrait s:s5aiil
| Burton did rot hesitate am. left her
| in the studio.
Did she wish to ask OF that face how
she might bring the original to her pur-
poseY The figure stood firm. the hand
on the cannon The boy and the horse
of the right the line of soldiery of the
background, the two officers at the left,
but brought ont the forcefulness of that
one personality. So he dominated all in
this war. He appeared to Eleanor Ron
aid of pitiless strength. What had led
her here to look at it after that inter
view? She could not have told. She
had said it was the wish to apologize
to Mr.. Peale. But, finding him out, she
had asked to see the portrait. Now.
looking at it, her heart was full Of de-
spairful passion. Everything had been
tried for Captain Jermyn, and last Of
all she had made her appeal and had
failed. The portrait seemed to take the
place of the original. She hated it as
fiercely as she did him, as much as she
loved John Jermyn One of those in
tense natures that give all, she could
be everything that is exquisite inwom-
an. could be honest and faithful to the
last, and yet, when it was the peril Of
one she loved, she could be mad WON
an, and now it was madness for the
moment.
The afternoon sunshine fell over the
figure. bringing out the details. Yes,
its mocking strength appalled, and
shocked. Not knowing what she did,
she seized brush and made daub
over the face that suddenly became
leering. Turning with n low cry she
hurried out through the hall to the
waiting coach, and in tone trem bling
so that the man stared gave the order.
What had she done? she asked. She
knew only too WE'LL and she had but
hurt Mr.. Peale. That calmly strong
figure was as much out of reach as
ever. Self loathing left her i'll and gasp
ing as the coach drew to her door. So,
pale and listless. she reached her room.
On the desk was a letter, and she start
ed, noting the hand and the seal. Tear
ing it open she read:
DEAR NELL-1got away. Twill explain later
But am unhurt and in New York. lust have
reported to Sir Henry and now hasten to APP
prise you Of the fact. Yrs, dear,
JACK JERMYN.
A few moments after, all dead in her
heart save a passion of self abasement,
she ordered her coach. But one course
was clear. She must go directly to Mr.
Peale, whom she had hurt Yet whe
started she knew she could not. 81
confessed she was weak. 1t was easi
to go to the general, whom an hour I
fore she had SO hated. Yes, his exd-
lency CHANGED to be in that momet,
the orderly said at the door. Some M
utes after he was free to this undea-
bly, handsome young lady, who ged
at him with sad, staring eyes. He
watched her, courteous and bowinI
81 am glad for you, Miss Rona-
and privately for myself-to tell7ou
that Captain Jermyn is out of our i'is-
diction through most daring escse.
II know, " said she.
4, He stared, wondering why shsex
pressed SO little elation.
HE wrote you z?
. "Yes, he has written me-
, 81 thought that might be the Ca
he began.
Don't speak to me kindly she
!, broke out almost fercely. 81 canbear
it, Tor am beneath contempt. sir,
, have been madl"
81 know, said he soothinglyhow
you must have felt.
"And what did do? l hate6u.
could have killed you. wentck to
Mr.. Peale to apologize to him. not
finding him. went in-I dolknow
what prompted me-to look ate por-
trait. wanted to study youthink;
to find how might move you
eyes. said he. 81 must h#eemed
hard. .
"You did-horribly hard ell, the
sight Of that face-your paid face
maddened me-and-and- took
| bruoh I found o~1 5.,.t.al :.