Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-05-17

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laying the papers upon the davenport and
spreading them out. you. sign your name
here"
But" recoiling. what IL II What does
it all mean?'
1T is not your death warrant, I assure
you" says he, with a sneer. "Come. sigpy'
Seeing her still hesitate, he turns upon
her savagely. Who shall say what hidden
storms Of grief and regret lie within that
hurst of anger?
DO you want your son to live and die
poor manY' says he. -"Come! there is
Yourself to be considered, too! Once am
ont Of your way, you will be able to begin
life again with a light heart; and this, "
tapping the paper heavily, will enable
You to TO it. l make over to you and the
boy everything-at least, as nearly every
thing as will enable me to live"
1T should be the other way" says she.
Take everything and leave us enough to
live on"
"Why? says he, facing round, some
thing in her voice that resembles remorse
striking him.
"We-shall have each other" says she.
Having happily got rid of such useless
lumber as thefather and husband. Well,
you will be the happier So" rejoins he,
with laugh that hurts him more than it
hurts her, though she cannot know that
" Two is company you know, according
TO the good old proverb. three, trumperyJ
You and he will get on very well without
me. no doubt"
1T is your arrangement" says she.
If that thought is salve to your con.
science, pray think so," rejoins he. "It
isn't worth an argument. We are only
wasting time" He hands her the pen:
she takes it mechanically, but makes no
use of it.
"You will. at least. tell me where you
are going?" says she.
Certainly l should IL only knew my
self. To America first, but that is big
direction, and 1 am afraid the tenderest
love letter would not reach me through it.
When your friends ask you, say l have
gone to the north pole; it Is as likely q des-
tination as another"
But not to known says she, lifting her
dark eyes to his-dark eyes that seem to
glow like fire In her white face. THAT
would be terrible. 1t is unfair. You
should think-think-"H Her voice grows
husky and uncertain. She stops abruptly.
Don't be uneasy al out that" says he.
Il shall take care that my death, when
it occurs, is made known to you as soon
as possible. Your mind shall be relieved
on that score with as little delay as can
manage. The welcome news shall be
brought by a swift messenger"
She filings the pen upon the writing table
and turns away.
Insult me to the last il you WILL" she
says; but consider your son. He loves
you. He will desire news of you from
time to time. 1t is impossible that yor
can put him out Of your life as you have
put me-"
"It appears you can be unjust to the
last" says he, fiinging her own accusa
ton back at her. Have put you out OF
my life"
"Ah! was I ever in itT' says she. But
you will writer
mo. Not line. Once for all, break
with you. Should my death occur you
will hear of it. And I have arranged SO
that now and after that event you and
the boy will have your positions clearly
defined. That is all you can possibly re-
uuire Of me. Even il you marry again
your jointure will be secured to you"
"Baltimorev exclaims she, turning upon
with herself for words. HAS marriage
proved so sweet a thing" cries she, pres
emily, "that should care to try it again !
There! Go! l shall sign none Of these
thingsr' She makes a disdainful gesture
toward the loose papers lying on the table
and moves angrily away.
"You have your son to consider"
"Your son will inherit the title and the
property without those papers"
"There are complications, however, that
perhaps you do not understand"
LET them lie there. l shall sign moth
ing
"Ia that case you will probably fine
xourself immersed in troubles of the
meauer kind after my departure. The
rbild cannot inherit until after my death
and
II don't care" says she, sullenly. "Ge
II YOU will. I refuse to be benefited BY it.
"What stubborn woman you are!
cries he, in great wrath. "YOu have fol
wears declined to acknowledge me as your
husband. You have by your manner al
most commanded my absence from your
side: vet now when bring you the joyful
news that in a short time you will actu-
ally be rid Of me, you throw a thousand
d;fficulties in my path. Is it that you de-
sire to keep me near you for the purpose
~ torture? 1t is too late for that. You
have gone a trifle too far. The hope you
have 80 clearly expressed in many ways
that time would take me out Of your path
Ia at last about to be fulfilled.
"I have had no such hope"
mo! You can look me in the face
and say that! SANITY lips never lie, how
ever. do they? We'll, I'm sick OF thii
life: YOU are not. 1 have borne a gooc
deal from you, as / told you before. In
hear. no more. l give in. Fate has beer
too strong for me-.
..You have created your own fate.
"You are my fate! You are inexora'
b.er'
The sound of running, childish, patter
IN. foot.tens can be heard outside the
door. and a merry little shout OF Laughter
Tho door il suddenly burst open In rather
unconventional style. and Bertie rushes
INTO the room, a fox-terrier at MS heeis'
Tbe dog is evidently quite as up ID Tue
,ome as the boy, and both race tempestu
,usly up the room and precipitate them'
,elves against Lady Baltimore's skirts'
Ronnd and round her the chase continues
nntil the boy, bursting away from niA
mother. dashes toward bis father the Ter
rier after him.
Tbere isn't SO much scope for talent IN
no;r Of trousers as In q mass OF dainty
a.tt;coets and presently BERTHE grows
fired. fiings himself down upon tne sIounu
and let's the dog tumble over n,n'
and