The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-09-12
sEFTEMBEn ~, 1903.
CHAPTER VII.
On ST. Marks Eve.

CHAPTER VII.
granite gate posets, green
lchen, and with balls girl walked like dream
figure in which steps from its frame take place
in life agan.
Behind her a court by small PANIED
windows an had projecting porch
with payise above it, wseria coming
into flower Over the low roof the building which seemed
half half farmhouse blowing tops
trees and sycamores while in the se'r
beech with branches bending ground. -s
Before the girl the wide moorand umbed,
late ridges fading
light at the horizon. When
ing gateway she turned again suddenly
gates together Then shaded her
she large Legohrn looking
hummock of rock that between the
IN the middle distance And the hand that the
trembled.
Suddenly she started, pausing in slow
listen What that? she exclaimed, half All
save for the of the wind the
yet she thought something.
ways been able
In happy careless days. which seemed to belong
to another existence sweet her
than anything earth had aughngly
Fine ear But there merriment laughter
life now Nobody called her pretty Nobody
that she beautiful, least nobody
to care There but his love his
of her beauty could bring happiness prom
Used only yesterday relief
burden.
It this promise which frightened girl
brought her out Of the house. where she had felt stied
the low-ceinged rooms with their small windows.
why did he UP and away from
the house early thinking that
whispered. She lived
the habit of talking herself Sometimes comfort
and made her feel if she conversing with
who took kindly begged me to
surely that What harm can he d.
even he does good? STILL why didn't he wait
hour? What doing the moor all alone in that
desoate place by the Tori gone long
Beforehand"
She wished that she had not heard-r fanced she had
heardthat distant sound, shot. At
this time of there shooting moor
Besides, it had been like revolver
but knew where have found one.
If she walked and looked him
that be breaking the they
the infrneD
not that already
he was not It might be only her morbid fancy
deceving her with strange imagnings.
She glanced back at the house behind high OF
into crevice. She would not be
could she wait all those suspense?
Oh! she must know what happening.
At this she began to walk faster with
the old house where She lived her hidden G,e md s. IN
and, her mind up fast that
oaressed ber CONVEX hair anin ~ - sI enc nc s sun
frightening eyes of moor
land brook. And the wind blew about the
SLIM grish figure defining all it's beauties; there were
those birds sang SPRING
and of love which she had
The girl had to skirt satans
the she sought and then she suddenly,
his spade in his hand He filling hole lately dug
with stones and fresh earth his haggard in
the morning sunlight his eyes strained.
you, Maya' thought you trusted me.
said everything to me- Yet YOU
have come here in spite of ALL
"I said that you should keep the appointment for me-
But surely understand it has always
heard leave the house this and
looked out of the window, walking
You had something shoulder, something
dark distance but now I know
what 1t wasthis spade Michael, why you wanted
it, why you came here so long before the timer"
He did meet anxiously questioning ewes "r
think you might leave that to me-" he
would if you really trusted help YOU
ooh, you will help M you can But told
you did not see how it possible anyone
to do that While mywhile suffers and the
who tortures both live this continue
only that things upon worst
of ALL And altho have assured that
what could, and me to let Won
here in place I have little could
not close last night and since
silently, cautiously,
sorts OF strange fears have like ghosts and
Observation-Disclosures words I could quite
why what ha We bee,
doing, Michae-you must'
you would not be frank with m yet would exact
absolute openness..
II could not be wholly frank The another's
had right to speak out tho misery you drag
from would kept a different mood
THANK heaven did drag it from you, you are