Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1904-08-11
Continued.

God forgive me II 1t has been!" he
said, sadly Il hay estriven to make 1t
happy one"
Silently she rose and laid her hand
upon his arm and put up her lips to
kiss him, but with gentle gesture he
put her away from him.
Una, listen to me. All my life ]
have had but one aim, one purpose
your happiness and welfare. For
your sake left the world and an
honored name" he stopped sud
denly, warned by the gentle wonder Of
her gaze, and with faint color in his
face hurried on "for your sake and
yours only. DO you think that 1t Is by
choice that have kept you hidden
from the world? No, but Of necessity.
Una, between the world and you yawns
a wide gulf. On this side are peace, and
innocence, and happiness; on the
other" and his voice grew grave and
solemn, lie misery and--shame."
White and wondering. she gazed at
him. and the innocent wonder In the
beautiful face recalled him to himself
bIpHEl. lbH van VI ut, bHu, ~
Is no idle meaningless warning. Re.
member what | have said. when your
thoughts turn to the world beyond the
forest, when you grow weary and i'm.
patient with the quiet life which though
II may seem sad and weary, Ii the only
one you can ever know without passing
that gulf Of which have spoken"
And now want you to give me II
promise, Una"
"A promise. father?" she echoed, In
n low voice
Yves; | want you to promise me
that II this this young man
should come, as he has threatened to
do-~that If he should come to you. and
speak to you, you will not listen, will
not speak to him"
An inpatient frown knitted Gideon
Rofe'g brow.
Us this SO much To ask you?" he said
In low voice, rs It so grave thing
To demand Of you that you should avoid
man whom you have seen but twice
in your HE, one whom you know to be
wicked and worthless?'
Girl" he exclaimed IN low, harsh
accents, has the curse fallen upon
you already, Has he bcwitched You?
Speak? Why do you not speak? Has
all the careful guarding OF years been
set at naught and rendered of no avail
by the mere sight Of one of his race. by
q few Idle words spolen by one of his
hateful kim"
lie graspod her shoulder; instantly,
with reyulsion of feeling, he with
draw his hand, and bent his head with
gesture almost Of humility.
Una, forgive me You see how this
unmans me--can you not understand
how great must be the danger from
which ! wish to save you? Promise
me what ! ask you, for your own sake
ny. and for his"
For hls?" she murmured.
eyes, for his. Let him but attempt
to cross your path again, and will not
hold my hand held II oncc-would |
to Heaven | had not say, for his
sake, promise that you will hold no
speech with him"
Father. what has he done to make !
YOU hate him so?" she asked
Il cannot, | Will not tell YOU more /
than this; His race has ruined my lifc |
and yours-ruined It beyond all repara- |
ton here and hereafter No more. |
wait for your promise"
Il promise" she said.
Good" he said Il can trust you,
child"
Eyes, YOU can trust me-" she said. in |
u low voice; then with slow, listless I
steps he crossed the room and stole up.
stairs.
CHAPTER XII
The Savage. wholly unconscious or, |
and totally Indifferent to, the fact that
his every footstep was watched by
stephen enterd the "Bush" Inn and
went straight to his room, the little !
knot of regular customers, who were
drinking and smoking In the parlor,
either rising respectfully ms he en-.
tered or maintaining an equally re.
spectful silence until he was out OF
hearing.
MIR. jacks fine follow" said tho
landlord, looking at the fire solomuly. !
Did YOU notice his face as he went
through? I'm afraid it's all over with
the old squire Wen, we'll, rest his
soul. say. I'm not one to bear
grudges against the dead
There was, II not hearty, I'M
animous assent to this dutiful senti.
ment and the landlord, encouraged,
ventured n little further, looking first
over his boulder to sec II the door was
shut. and then glanctng Mt n little
wrinkled faced man who sat IN the cor
ner by the fireplace and looked In his
rusty black suit Hike a lawyers clerk.
rs indeed he was.
''All over now. Mr. Skette," said the
landlord. with n little cough. Il won,
der ahem--wholl he the next
squre?"
The old clerk peerd out from undor