The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-07-28

be resisted and, being free, the next
mail carried my acceptance Of her in
vitation.
THE days and months passed by and
life at Sylvan Rest grew more delight
full to me with every passing moment.
Never was host more kind and gracious
than was Mr.. Forreston; never was
husband more devoted, nor father
more loving.
There was nothing to fear in the
fact that I became devotedly attached
to the man who gave such a noble and
gracious life to his home and who filed
every day with a beauty that / thought
no day could ever hold anywhere else.
admiring him almost as if he were
some being superior to this world.
could be a true friend to him and to
the woman who loved and trusted me,
and faithful guide to the dear young
minds that were confided to my care.
The coming of the dear little baby sis
ter who had been given my name had
necessarily occupied much Of AloiSa'S
time, and had thrown her husband and
myself more together than was safe,
and soon l. began TO feel that he was
gradually drawing nearer and nearer
to me, that he, too, was becoming
aware Of some subtle influence that
brought our minds together, even when
we were farthest apart in physical
touch. Then. L. realized that a man
could love two women. But could he
do it without wreck to all hearts in
volved? l dared not let him risk that
danger. - sea- ~1@
yet how could 1 get away? l could
not insult that lofty mind by seeming
to observe it's devotion from the right
line of safety. could not mar the white
purity of the soul of my friend by tell
ing her that l must leave her home be-
cause I believed that the same heart
that beat for her wasi Beating, too, for
me-the same face that was dear to her
was dear to me- '5s.hl3 D9lof
The June roses are m bloom Da-
viette she said, holding "a big bunch
over my head and before they are gone
we shall be in the ApennineS. How
glad am, for I long to show you and
have you enjoy our beautiful mountain
home
Before the June roses are gone
do we go so soon2 - -.-ss5
81 started, for l had been fearing the
subtle influence and freedom of that
mountain horne-had been wondering
how l could escape it.
The next day while I was hating
between the absolute necessity of leav-
ing my friends home at once and the
apparent impossibility Of getting away
without creating unpleasant impress
SlOHS, AioiSd GqllS1 ~ LILY iOolH Will
a telegram for me. n, 1850 ~
Read it quick, DAVE, dear. and tell
me that it is not bad news-that it does
not call you away. But if it does, dear.
will not let you go. No, we could
not do without you now. You seem
very part of Maurice and the children
to me-
Il shuddered and opened the tele :
gram.
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at once ,
Then as the way seemed suddenly
opened for me- cried, upthinkingly:
Thank God. Thank God!'
what! Daviettel, exclaimed Aloi-
sa What did you say?
"'He has been i'll and suffering for so
long, l said. hastily, bursting into
tears. He was so good-so good and
patient-and the life that opens for him
now is happier than any he has known.
Is it wrong. DEAR. to be thankful that
the poor, dear sufferer is free from
Iain?'
No, Dayiette, no-but hate to have
YOU leave us for even little while,
and though 1 know.you will soon come
back -
81 shall not be needed there very
long said, evasively.
Once there, excuses for lingering
would not be hard to find until way
should be presented to avoid return
that must never be-
Must you go today? Can you get
ready in tffffe9 ~sIt&is4. only about two
hours before the train leaves. There
comes Maurice: we will tell him. Hs
will take you to the station.
mo said, hurriedly. There IS no
need. Sam can drive ME over
Nothing of the kind. Miss Daviette
We will all go over with you. The
afternoon is fine; we will even take
little sister. The ride will do us all
good-bln how we hate to have you
90 away from U.S. I'll go and give the
order for the carriage and send a tele-
gram for tickets. Do you think We
would allow you to go away attended
only by servant Aloisa asked,
with a touch of Indignation. Our own
dear. good, big sister Daviette!
children d Mas seemed to have lost their
nrattline tongues. Baby cooed and
smiled, and we all. as il for Tellef,
talked baby talk back to her until she
went to Sleep Aloisa held my hand in
hers and squeezed 1T. from time 10
time Both our hands were cold.
Maurice spoke seldom and then in
low tone. When he turne his race 10
me it was strangely pale. / tried to
think only of the dear dead uncle. my
nearest of kin. and of the sacrifice ne
had made to educate me, OF the GRIEF
of his family, of my own future that
opened cut now 50 blankly in the dis
lance. Through it all was faint un-
dercurrent of wondering If the truth
had begun to. dawn upon him-upon
him, alasl as it had dawned upon me
God help me!
Il kissed the little girls-ny dear
little charges-the little sleeping
namesake baby. clasped my schoolgirl
friend to my heart, waved them all
sad good -by as they sat in the car
rage at the station door.
Maurice entered the car with me,
found a pleasant seat for me away
from the crowd, disposed of everything
for my comfort. gave me book to
afnuse me on the way and took leave
of me- As he went away he turned
and looked at me- sudden light
flashing momentarily into his face.
Moved by an irresistible impulse. l,
too turned and looked. Alas. alas!-.
in that one last look our eyes had met
and sinned.
II could never, never more trust my
eyes. Before the June roses faded I
was in the protecting. shielding bosom
Of my beloved convent mother, and
while I pray fDf forgiveness and do