Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1904-10-05
CHAPTER XIV.
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said was, and you can never
again give nc a thought save in the
way of curs;ng ana to bewail tic day
came into your life. But you cannot
hate me more than hate myself, my
wicked self, who. seeing an obstacle in
the way TO happiness, stamped 1T out
of existence and so forfeited all right
to happiness forever.
sit was so easy! Had 1t been hard
thing to do-lad it been necessary to
lay hand on knife or lift pistol
might have realized the act and paused.
But just a little spring which child's
hand could manageable, feeling for
it, could help pressing it, if only to
Sec
Il was always a reckless girl, mad
for pleasure and without any thought
Of consequences. When school bored
me took all my books out of my desk,
called upon my mates to do the same,
and, stacking them up into n sort of
rostrum i'll Il field where we played,
first delivered an Grafton from them
in which reverence for my teachers
had small part, then tore them into
pieces and burned them in full sight of
my admiring schoolfellows. was dis
missed, but not with disgrace Teach
crs and scholars bewailed my depar-
ture, not because they liked me or be-
cause of any good they had found in
me, but because my money had thrown
luster on them and on the whole estab-
lishment. This was when was
twelve, and it was on account of this
reckless escapade that was sent west
and kept so long from home and all
my fiatterers. My guardian meant
well by this, but in saving me from one
pitfall lie plunged me into another. 1
grew up without Cora and also without
any idea Of the requirements of my
position or what l might anticipate
from the world when the time came
for me to enter it. knew that had
money-so did those about me-but l
had little Or no idea OF the amount nor
what that money would do for me
when / returned TO Washington. So,
in an evil day, and when 1 was Just
eighteen, fell in love, or thought did,
with Il man (oh, Francis, imagine it,
now that l have seen yOuD Of suffi-
cient attraction to satisfy one whose
prospects We're limited to contracted
existence in Il small town, but no more
fitted to content me after seeing Wash
ington life than IL he had been n COM
mon farm hand or the most ordinary
of clerks in country store. But was
young, ignorant and self willed, and
thought because my check burned I'M
der his look that lie was the man of
men and suited to be my husband
that is, IL l thought at all, which is
not likely, for l was in n faserish
whirl and Just followed the impulse of
the moment, which was TO be with him
whenever l could without attracting
the teachers attention. And this, alas
was only too often, for he was the
brother of one of our storckeepers, a
visitor in Owosso, and often In the
store where we girls went
1--WE would not have been married in
the way we were IL he had not wanted
to go to the Klondikc for the purpose
Of making money and making 1t quick
~, so that his means might match
mine.
II do not know which of us two was
most to blame FOR that marriage. He
urged 1t because he was going SO far
away and wanted to be sure of me.
accepted it because it seemed to be
romantic and because it pleased me to
have my own way in spite of my hard
old guardian and the teachers, who
were always prying about, and the
girls, who went silly over him-for he
was really handsome In his wny-nnd
who thought tat least many of them
did that he cared for them when he
cared only for me.
II have hated black eyes for year.
He had black eyes.
Il forgot Cora, or, rather, did not
let any remembrance Of her hinder me.
She was very shadowy person to me
in those days. had not seen her since
we We're both children, and us for her
letters-they were almost bore to me;
she lived such different life from
mine and wrote Of SO many things l
had no interest in. On my knees ask