Cañon City record., 1901-09-12
in which God could shield me from

udFreD rock upon tne Top ol SOME
bleak mountain. But ! would rath-
ei live among people and enjoy the
companionship OF my fellows. |
have freely accepted the boon. and
now. when its evils come. ! must
suffer. Had Gods intent been fol-
lowed out there would have been no
suffering. II is not his fault that
the duke sins. DO you understand
me-"
Il don't know" murmured the
young girl obviously.
'.But. see" resumed Rosa!ind.
"lon choose to exercise your social
nature. and of your own accord you
mingle among your fellows. Do
you not see that thus you are enjoy
ing one OF Gods richest blessings-
to- blessing of sociality, friendship
and love:"
"Nes, ] see."
"Well, so far God is good in hav-
ing given YOU that power for such
enjoyment:" ?"
"Yes, see"
well, now, under that law, when
my father and mother died i found
q friend in the duke and here have
found home. But circumstances
have changed. The duke has be-
come wicked in thought-he wants
more money-and he will prostitute
a power which in obeyance of Gods
law would be good to my ruin.
Now, God cannot save me without
rending TO pieces one of his most
powerful laws and one which Is
meant for a universal good. The
moment he does that he destroys
thai principle of human dependence
whence flow those most holy virtues
of love, friendship and charity. He
must act by universal laws and not
by partial rules and individual ex-
,eptions. So as long as ! can enjoy
Ehe blessings of social life must be
subject TO the evils of treachery and
social wickedness. Do you not un-
derstand now z"
81 see, | see," the girl murmured
thoughtfully.
save, Zenobie," the mistress add
ed, while a holy light shone upon
her countenance, "God has made US
subject to ills here But look be-
yond the grave, and how bright it is
with hope, have a father and a
mother there. Oh, in all nv misery.
even in the worst state to which the
bad duke can reduce me, l would not
change places with him. You seem
ed to intimate that God would see
me suffer and yet let the duke tri-
umph. Triumph? Oh, Zenobie, for
what would you have that mans
heart in your bosom and his soul in
your keeping" ?"
Il would rather die!" the girl
cried. while a cold shudder ran
through her frame.
"Then, YOU see, he does not go
clear. oh, how blind and simple
are those who imagine there can be
pleasure in SIM"
This opened a new theme TO Zeno-
bie's mind, and she pondered upon
ii a long while. But by and by she
came back to the theme from
whence they had started. and in pur-
suance thereof she said:
My mistress, are you sure the
duke will persist in this ?"
save, Zenobie; know he WILL
Rosalind answered, while the old
shudder came back TO her frame and
the old grief to her soul.
"And have you no hope"
"only one-in Ruric. He may
help me-"
"oh. hope he canl He is a no.
Die man"
Rosalind answered with look of
gratitude. and Zenobie proceeded:
"Where is the titled lord more no.
Die than he? Oh, were ! to choose
husband now and he was free and
| was in your position I'd choose
Ruric Nevel before all the emperors
of earth"
$50 would l." returned the fair
maiden.
If ! were a countess, as you are,
oh. how | should love TO make such
man countw
"But my marrying him would not
make him a count We're he count
and | like what he is now in station
bis marrying me would give me the
title. But we poor women do not
have that power"
swell, then, we should so much
more have the right to choose our
own husbands"
Rosallnd made no oral answer,