Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-11-17
Copyright 1901. by Charles W. HoO,se'
CHAPTER XVI. EXTERNAL ADMoNITIoN.

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 k Tor myself, you know" he sS added, smiling in his sudden, bright cheery fashion, "I must know more about the matter before can weep for the other persons concerned
 "The first essential, as it seems to me-" said I, "is that you should know Miss Witherspoon. You have seen her, but of course it did not then occur to you''-
 hesftated for the exact phrase.
 'Tt did not strike me as probable" said he, "that should ever be asked to consider her as member of the fami- ly and the fact is that she was present not more than ten seconds. Sibyl and were sitting on the veranda, and had no idea that there was any one inside the little house, but suddenly Miss Witherspoon came out. She was be- hind me, and I caught only the most imperfect sight of her face. To be frank with you, mistook her for-for Miss Scott"
 "Who is Miss Scott?" inquired.
 ''She is Sibyrs maid, or perhaps I had better say companion, for we don't in the smallest degree make a servant of her." said he. "She is a young woman of somewhat humble birth, but excellent breeding and in- struction. Why have you rigged Miss Scott up like thatT asked, for there were so many mysteries in the air that could be pardoned for suspecting an- other. But Sibyl set me right. It's Lucy Ann Witherspoon,' she said. She +o h1~fYacp the luncheon So I thought no more about it till you mentioned the girl later, and then didn't regard 1t as necessary to tell you that I had heard her name"
 "St. Peterr' exclaimed, growing hot in the forehead. "It can't be that she really is Miss ScottP'
 "Oh, mo-" said my father with deci- sion. "Sibyl would play no such prank with you. Sibyl is girl of very deli cate feeling. Still, she couldn't fore see"- sa < ez.-
 That's just it!,'. I cried. "She couldn't know or suspect that either Miss Scott or myself would suffer an injury"
 We were silent for some seconds, and pondered deeply.
 T don't care who she is," said al last, since my talk with Trask week ago last evening"
 "A whole weekT' said he. 'I didn't understand it vas so long ago. should have thought you would have sent foI me at once.' *tt
 ''I wanted to be sure of my ground, said I; 'sure of myself. &n this week have seen Lucy as often as possible and have tried hard to make no mis takes. The harm,, if there was any was done already. It remained to set how 1t could best be righted. l have said not a word that savored of love though it has been very hard some times to keep tight rein on my tongue \ have found her out to be girl who isn't happy, though she has every pos sibIe right to be so. It is that whicl has drawn me to her, and you are tc blame for it. You endowed me with { great, inherent love for all who suffer and this is the result. I have come tt the point where I care for nothing ei@e in the world except her happiness The merest shadow of pain upon he face is an appeal to my heart, ant when I can make her laugh and pla! like the happy child she ought to be am in the seventh heaven. I am mor' than willing to do this all the rest O my life. I ask nothing better than t' serve her forever. If this is love, love her"
 He looked away from me out of thu window and down toward the orchard
 Il don't think it is, if you wish fo my opinion" he said at last in the gen tlest way. I'm sorry to say so, bu that isn't love-. And I don't believe tha you can make any woman take 1t fo Iove--that is, the sort of woman I'd like to sec you marry. One you love mus meet . great need of your own heart and you mustn't be in doubt about Il Merely the wish to serve isn't enough Love is a bit selfish, you know. And t