The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1901-06-08

that is wrong with my dear friend so
much as it is-something else"
go on, please" said Goddard, mys-
tilted.
"she never will get we'll or be her
old self till-pardon me-till you cease
to treat her as you do"
81 don't follow you,' said the major,
slightly embarrassed
Miss Dean sat down, holding the
parcel in her lap.
II am saying something Blanche
would never forgive" she went on,
'but you are not blind, Maj. Goddard.
You must have known that Blanche's
whole life was wrapped up in you be-
fore she left school,"
The major was looking at a particu-
lar figure in the carpet with unnatu-
raj steadiness, and he did not raise
his eyes.
do you think so, Miss Dean?"
81 know it, declared the champion
of one woman's rights. 'She and I
were intimate in school. She knew
my heart knew hers. hated you,
sir, when l heard you had married
the woman you did marry, after
having led such confding young
creature as Blanche to believe you
were in love with her and spoiled the
life intrusted to you. You did this,
sir!"
Goddard started. He had never i'm
agined such strong condemnation
could come to him from such source.
He found himself unable to formulate
reply. Miss Dean, now hot and
flushed, continues:
"You might at least treat the poor
child decently. She will never get
we'll as long as she frets about you as
she is doing. She has hardly slept an
hour any night since your sad news
arrived. Don't you see she can't put
out the fires you kindled in her
heart? Ii you were happy she might
do so, but seeing the man one loves
in constant misery is enough to kill
any organization as sensitive and del
icate rs Blanche's. If she could only
see you once day and feel that you
look upon her as friend she would
not suffer so, but you are always
away"
II thank you for-for speaking so
plainly and showing me my duty"
stammered Goddard 81 have been
very selfish
He was about to make n reference
to the dread malady which was laying
siege to the life of his ward, but, re-
Numbering his promise to- Jeanne not
to speak Of it, and fearing Miss Deans
ndiscretion, he held his tongue on
that point.
Gould I see her now, do you
think?" he added, contritely.
eyes; let me send her down to you,' -
said Miss Dean, impulsively.
II shall wait here" he said. And as
Miss Dean left the room he decided no
longer to try to stem the tide which
seemed bearing him, he knew not
whittier. He walked the floor till
Blanche came. Her sweet young face
showed the ravages of tortured spirit,
but it now shone with light of antici.
patton.
"Did you want to see me, guardian?' ~
AS she spoke, she held out her hands.
He took them and stood for moment
gravely looking into her eyes.
"You have been unhappy, Blanche?'
| he said.
"How could be otherwise, and
you" her voice failed her and she
coughed to disclaim that it was due
| to rising emotion.
II know have not done my duty
he said. "But I want to begin
Blanche, would you like to have me
stay more at home than have since
since Jeanne went away"
ooh, wish you would" she an.
swered, quickly. "You can't imagine
how have worried. You know I could
not tell what might have happened
| to you"
blanche" He felt something GRASP
his heart as he hesitated. 1t may have
been the hand Of his conscience-the
revolving of his better nature. Then
something like the worst form of his
recent despair seemed to settle on his
brain. He felt that he was cropping
| towards the accomplishment of an un.
| pardonable deed.
blanche, il ! were to ask you to be
my wife, would you consent-could
you, knowing how 1 feel about the
| the othcr?"
He felt her soft warm hands GRASP
his tightly. For a moment she stood
with eyes downcast, then she looked
up and said frankly:
IF you wished it should be so glad
for something tells me I could ther
help you, and to do that is what an
certainly praying for"
"Would you consent to an early mar
riage?'
81 should want to do as you liked
about it,"
"Would you not care for what PEG
pie would say about our haste in suc1
a matter?"
81 should not care ut ALL" She wa.
breathing rapidly. 81 should feel thar
was acting right"
He hesitated n moment; then h,
said:
"Will you marry me tomorrow? Rev
Mr.. Strothers lives about mile from
here, along the river. Talley can frs
see him and make the arrangements
Will you drive there in the morning
and become my wife,"
"If it is your wish, yes"
He drew her head towards him ant
for Il moment it rested on his shoulder
For an instant memory of his court
ship Of her during her school day