Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1903-08-01

ing seen, and very often he stood still
TO look about him
| A stranger evidently; none of the
Ballinahow men would be likely TO care
about the view.
| Who could he be?
Then. as he drew nearer, all at once
he lifted his head. and the moonlight,
falling upon it, revealed his features TO
her
/ 1t was Denis Mallory.
he hid not seen her vet. and for an
instant she thought of escaping before
he came too near. but when she tried to
rise something seemed to hold her down.
and instead she sat quite still awaiting
his approach, while all the time her
heart was beating at terrible rate, and
q queer mist was rising before her eyes.
He came slowly nearer, creeping along
by the hedge as if to escape observation
and thus he did not see her until he was
close upon her.
Then flight was impossible for either.
He stood quite still, looking down at
her, and she sat gazing up into his face,
both in perfect silence.
Perhaps he was thinking of the day
when he had called upon her in London;
she was not, for it was not the London
Denis who stood before her now, the
sleek, prosperous man in the well-cut
suit; it was the Denis she had known
! as her lover, grown older certainly, and
thinner, but roughly clad and uncivilizcd
as ever, brown curls clustering about his
sunburned face. his throat bare and
guiltless of any collar, his coat torn and
dusty, and his hat unbrushed and bent
about the brim.
He was poor again, evidently. and he
had come to her according TO his prom
Use.
But his first words showed that she
was mistaken.
Il wasn't expecting to see you,
Kathy,' he said in low ashamed voice
Il knew you were home, but l didn't
think you'd be out here so late. / just
wanted to give one look at the walls
that held you before / went away for
ever. It's seven years today since we
were here together last. and came back
because of my promise, but / didn't
mean to see YOU If I'd thought
should, I'd have stayed away. The sight
of me can't be very pleasant to you.
But I'm going away forever in the
morning"
Where are you going," she asked
quietly.
"Anywherei Back to America again
it doesn't matter where"
WHY"
"Why? Because I'm fool as well as
a blackguard I've lost all the money
I'd made through trusting friend too
much, and now I'm as poor as / was
seven years ago. See here. Kathy," he
drew an envelope from his pocket, and.
opening it, displayed a withered sprig
of heather. 1--WE kept it ever since, and
l mean to keep it till l die. Kathy," he
went on passionately, "let me hear you
say you forgive me before ! go! / shall
hate myself always, but tell me YOU
don't hate me any longer! | shall go
away happier man if you'll just say
those few words"
Hate you, is it. DENISE All. mol In
deed, indeed ! DON'T I forgive yops
now with all my heart! And / have
failed, too, Denis"
Il saw in the papers about your voice.
That was not your fault"
NO, oh no! But oh. it is dreadful.
Denis. | am so lonely these DAYS"
Lonely! And God only knows how
lonely l am! Don't / feel sometimes as
if the pain of it was killing me-the
pain and the regret-yes, and / will say
it, the love, kathy? 1t can't hurt you
to hear that from me Just once before
60 away forever. | don't know what
came upon me in America but ever since
the day you sent me away from YOU in
LOndon-and richly i deserved tive
worshiped the very ground you walked
on. There I've told you now. and
suppose you'll be angry with me again.
know It's confounded impudence on
my part to be speaking TO you like that,
when | ought not to dare to say a word
to you even; but ] can't help it. l can't
indeed. And anyway, tits for the last
time. I'd best be going now. I've to
catch the early train TO Cork not that
I've much luggage to take with me-" he
added bitterly.
A moments silence fell upon them as
they stood-kathleen had risen now
with bowed heads in the moonlight. ito
gether for the last time" the young man
said to himself
A vision of the lonely years that lay
before them both rose up before the
girls eyes, and as she looked upon their
emptiness and sadness, she felt the
tears roll down her checks.
For him. dreary exile in an alien
land, friendless and desolate; for her.
the monotony of an existence without
interest or companionship No little
children to climb upon her knee and call
her mother" no loving husband to ask
her sympathy or protect her woman
hood; her one gift taken from her, and
only lonely old age to look forward TO-
She could not bear the thought of it.
He had deceived her once, it was true,
but he had repented; and must he al
ways suffer for the thoughtlessness of
boyhood?
Besides, he was poor and friendless;
and had she not promised to help him
And also-she loved him with the
whole strength of her being.
With a sudden impulse she stepped
closer to him, and twined her arms
about his neck, and in the Joyous sur
prise of the moment he did not stop to
think of his unworthiness, but clasped
her closely to his breast. covering her
face with passionate kisses
Realization came to him at last. how