The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1903-06-05
CHAPTER vlll.-(continued.)

Without pause, without an erasure,
this letter had transcribed itself from
Cornelia's heart to the small gilt-edged
note paper, but she found 1t much
more difficult thing to answer the re-
quest of Rem Van Ariens. She was
hurt and agitated and withal little
sorry for Rem, and she was also In a
hurry, for the letter for Joris was
waiting, as she wished to SEND Doth
by the same messenger. Finally sne
wrote the following words, not MOTTO
ing at the time, but remembering
afterwards what singular soul re-
luctance she experienced; how some
uncertain presentiment, vague ana
dark and drear, stihed her thoughts
and tried to make her understand, OF
at least pause:
"My Dear and Honored Friend:
Your letter has given me very
great sorrow. You must have known
for many weeks, even months, tnat
marriage between us was Impossible
1t has always been So 1t always Will
be so. grieve at your going away l
pray that your absence may bring you
some consolation. Do not, beg YOU
attempt to call on my father. WIN
out explanations, l tell you very SIN
cerely. such a call will cause me great
trouble, for you know well girl
must trust somewhat to others Juug-
ment in her disposal. Please to con-
slider your letter as never WRITTEN
With a sad sense of the pain my words
must cause you, | remain for all time
your faithful friend and obedient serV-
ant Cornelia Moran"
Then she rang for, lighted candle
and while waiting for its arrival neatly
folded her letters. Her white wax ana
seal were at hand and she delayed
the servant until she had closed ana
addressed them.
"You will take Lieut. Hyde's letter
first" she said. "Mr. Van Ariens
note YOU can deliver as you return.
AS soon as this business was quite
out of her hands, she sank with d
happy sigh into a large comfortaple
chair: let her arms drop gently, ana
closed her eyes to think over what
she had done. She was quite saIis.
fed She was sure that no length OF
reflection could have made her deciue
differently. She had Hyde's letter IN
her bosom, and she pressed her mana
against it. and vowed to her heart
that he was worthy of her love, ana
that he only should have It, On
there is nothing | would alter IN him.
even at the cost of wish. Jorls /!
;oris," and she let the dear name
sweeten her lips, while the light OF
love frightened and heightened her
ewes. and spread over her lovely race
blushing glow.
The tea tray was brought in at hve
o'clock. but DR.. Moran had not re-
turned. and there was in both wom-
ems hearts a little sense OF dlsap-
,,ointment. Mrs. Moran was wonder
ing al his unusual delay. Cornelia
feared he would be too weary ana
perhaps too much interested in other
matters to permit her lover to speak.
"But even So" she thought, "Jorls
can come again. Tonight is not the
only opportunity
When the doctor came Cornelia was
so thoughtful for the weary mans
comfort, so attentive and so amusing
that he found it easy to respond TO
the happy atmosphere surrounding
him. So an hour passed and Cornelia
hogan to listen for the sound OF
uvde's stem upon the tagged walk
With her work in her handwriting
laborious stitches by drawn thread
she sat listening with all her being
Half-past eight! She looked up and
caught her mothers eyes, and the
trouble and question in them, and
the needle going through the fine
muslin. seemed to go through hei