The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1901-05-04
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generally been spasmodic," went on the
older woman, smiling. Il presume I
have really not striven hard enough, or
kept at it long enough, for my efforts
to be really good have always ended
in an explosion of good intentions.
The devil has always beguiled me into
places from which there seemed no OUT
let without making other people un-
happy. and that is the keenest sort of
punishment-to be made to feel that
you have made yourself the DEVILS CO.
adiutor. 1t has been that way in re.
gard to your guardians"
"Mr. Goddard?" murmured Blanche.
II don't understand"
blanche, shall feel better if make
a full confession to you before I go.
L want you to sympathize with me
pity me if you wish, but try to see lit
tie good in me. Dear girl, was so
worldly-minded that I married your
guardian for what could get out Of
him. because he was at that time rich,
but do not love him and, to be more
frank, I am miserable with him. It
seems to me that I simply cannot stand
it here another day"
'You don't love him!" said Blanche,
with a shudder, and she recoiled and
drew her hand from Mrs. Goddard's
clasp.
'Ah, see you don't understand how
such thing could be, but it is so, and,
try as I will, cannot make myself
care for him. This voyage gives me
infinite pleasure because shall be free
if only for a little while. But you must
not tell him."
'Never; it would kill him-break his
hearth" exclaimed Blanche; che loves
you with all his soul. I don't see how
you could be with him every day and
Don't reproach me" begged the old
er woman, giving another glance at the
Bible. 81 have been trying to get for
giveness to-day. have actually been
on my knees half a dozen times, but
rest-peace of mind will not come.
Then--Blanche, are you superstitious?"
mot much, think, Mrs. Goddard"
swell, it must be the natural condi-
ton of wicked people. I am full of SUI
perstition. 1 am always looking for
punishment in some supernatural way,
heels than ever. Have you ever heard
of Mime. Legare, the fortune teller?"
Blanche had, and she sat wide-eyed
| with surprise as Mrs. Goddard con.
tinued:
II went to see her this afternoon.
have heard SO many wonderful things
she has foretold. She seems to be able
to look right through the curtain OF
the future and to actually tear it down
from the past. don't know what
made me decide to go, but when the
idea presented itself I went without
stopping to weigh the consequences.
"Her house is in West Fiftieth street
and when went in and the man hac
closed the front door found myself
in total darkness. l assure you fell
as if were actually in my grave. Ever
the sound of the wagons and carriage.
in the street was shut out. The at
tendant gave me his hand, and, wills
pering to me that L had nothing t.
fear, he led me into dark, still room
on the right of the entrance. There HI
left me for at least half an hour.
tell you was frightened almost out o
my senses, but did not dare get up tt
retrace my steps. seemed to breath,
only the stuffy darkness, and Absorb
new horrors from my surroundings
Presently soft glow as delicate as thu
first touches of sunlight ON the easter,
| skies shona in front Of mo This urnv
into sort of rosy radiance, and the,
gauzy curtain seemed to be lifted
and saw woman reclining on coucl
under faint pink light. knew tina
it was Nine. Legare and that she wa
in her famous trance condition. Jus
then the attendant came to me an,
whispered that I was to advance an,
stand by her couch alone. As soon as
had done so Nine. Legare began t.
speak"
| ITO Be Continued