The National tribune., 1903-11-05

sDAY. NOVEMBER 3, 1908.
mo: make my homo with my aunt.
s- e e.: '' sgs VI. ::f s 49, M ::
8alins sook Asare
"Could ysu kss0 . poor vip$in Of vzsns
and cruelty In yeur Aouse; sAlsld and CON.
ccal hef trcm the world ana he wolves
y. Yes: -! 81 wsu.E III. u
the good qsd VA blas you for your msrcJ
to one who nssds It"
Lille put her arm about Maiina and led
her into the house. Tho Afternoon VA
nearly spent, and shades Of evening wses
already spreading over the earth. 6ha
took Malina b . pretty little room. and
then ordered "a brought up 70 her. afts'
In need Of rest.
II will not ask you anything about your
self until you have had q good nights
rest" declared Lille.
Child, your faith In an unfortunate
sister must b. exceedingly strong"
G Gns s.1 ss not PIT 1e'; N b.n
Of any kind shall overtaks zen hsss."
Next day Malina told a. m0eA Of nei
story as was necessary 70 q correct N
derstandins Of her situatioo.
Il am 30 glad you came hNe," declared
enthusiastic LILLE, for now have some
s se,nf h to Nv: for and know We can make
and ! wiz b. saf. hsrsT
Il do not wiaA 10 b q burden 10 any
one" she said.
,., And L! you III. III not. my dear. n''d q
w.s w your sse. ;1t:nd The same cordial
Indeed she win. Aunt Annie b the IN
skinned milk Of human Kindness" Lille
declared
Mrs. Flaxman had a heart a. tender as
any child, and when she heard the story
OF Malina Montrose. she became her
warmest champion. The white-faced mon
ster who had frightened her was the one
torment Of Malfna's life. She dreaded to
meet anybody, but it was with quite a
different fear. As for Uncle Owen, the
love and sympathy of his generous heart
We're a rebuke which she could not en-
dure.
II have been guilty Of no SIM" she de-
clared to Lille. Il am the victim Of
chain of unfortunate circumstances"
Lille. You need not have told me so
much, and certainly need not tell any
more if the subject is painful to you"
And can you trust me?"
implicitly"
Heaven be praised! have found one
willing to believe what I say. l began to
despair" said Malina, with wan smile.
Il have heard of your rescue from the
burning boat. Uncle Owen Redgrave Is
Dne of the most honorable men in the coun-
Try. He is one whom we all love and re-
Spect. IL he loves you, and there can be
ne doubt Of It, l am sure you would have
done well to become his wife"
mo, no. mol" cried Mafina, shudderinG,
Never mention his name to me again."
Certainly not II 1t Is painful to you"
Lille replied, gently, then pressed q kiss
upon Malina's feverish brow and left the
room. =.
AS the days went by Lille and Malina
became fast friends. Every hour spent
In each others society seemed to draw
them nearer together. Though Malina
was 80 strange and mysterious that much
Df her life was clouded, nevertheless Lii
lie trusted her fully.
"Do you never wish to see Uncle Owen
,gain|' Lille asked her some two weeks
after Maiina's arrival. Malina looked
startled, and her cheek alternately paled
and Redeemed. After a moments hesita
ton. she declared that she did not.
at is best that we never meet again.
Il could only produce harm. Let me live
here in utter seclusion."
But suppose he should come here?"
Elm search Of me?"
yes"
'1rell him I am away I can not see
him: | must deny myself that privilege"
Lille saw plainly that Malina believed the
difficulties in the way of her marrying
Uncle Owen were insurmountable.
"Malina, you seem to me more like
sister than a friend whom I have but re-
,ently met" said Lille one day.
Il trust our friendship may never grow
odd" returned Malina.
Il don't believe it ever WILL" Lille de-
Jared. by the way, have some news
hat may interest you. Uncle Owen Red
grave has instituted a search for you"
Malina's cheeks paled. What shall
io?" she asked
What would be the result if he found
,ou?"
Fatal"
''1'hen he must not be permitted to find
rou.' declared Lille with an archly tender
'mile.
But suppose he should come to your
louse TO search for me?'
He has no authority to enter the prem
ses on such an errand, and is too much
# Il gentleman to do so if we refused per-
mission. But, Malina, why are you in
uch mortal dread Of Uncle Owen? He
you'd not harm hair Of your head"
~ know it,
He would defend you with his life."
Nehemently she replied, II don't want
lin to defend me. He must not defend
:le-1 must be nothing whatever to him.
Lille was n little confused at her an
wer. Il supposed you loved each other"
he said wonderingly.
There are times in the lives of some, |
when those they love most they wish far
hest away. Such Il crisis has been
cached with me" was Malina's enigmat-
cal answer.
Well you are n curious girl, though
mainly sensible, with an object in all you
%. ] do not understand. but If you really |
10 not wish Uncle Owen to know your
vherea bouts, he shall rot" and so Uncle |
)wen did not come to the Bunkles house |
Understanding n part only of Malina's |
tory. Lille did not dream the serious dan |
er that really menaced her. One morning |
he was told that negro wanted TO work |
n the farm. and had asked to see her. |
The found him on the rear piazza. An
gly, thick-necked beast, with small, rest
nss eyes constantly in motion.
What is your name:" she asked.
Sam"
Sam who?"
list Black Sam"
What can you do?"
Anything. l kin do anything. Miss"
He was so absolutely unprepossessing |
hat Lille hesitated to employ him.
Il don't believe we need your she said. |
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