Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1905-08-31


With that he gave great sigh, and
I, striving to cheer him and indeed
loving the lad, replied that he was but
young and there was still time ahead,
and the will of ones heart required
often but short corner of turning.
But he was angry again at me for
that, and cried out / knew not, for all
was loved In return, the heart Of
q certain maid as well as he who was
despised, and spurred his horse and
rode on ahead, and when we had
come to the division of the road, sa-
lufed me shortly and was gone, and
the sound Of his galloping died away
in the distance, and | rode home alone
meditating.
And when / reached Drake Hill a
white curtain fiuttered athwart win
dow and | caught CLEAN Of white
arm pulling it to place and knew that
Mistress Mary had been watching for
mel cannot say with what rapture
and triumph and misgivings.
It was well toward morning, and in
deed a faint pallor of dawn was in
the east and now and then bird was
waking. Not a slave on the plantation
was astir and the sounds of slumber
were coming from the quarters. So
myself put my borrowed horse in sta
BILE and then was seeking my own
room, when, passing through the hall,
white figure started forth from a
shadow and caught me by the arm,
and 1t was Catherine Cavendish. She
urged me forth to the porch, being
bewildered and knowing not how, nor
indeed if it were wise, to resist her.
But when we stood together there, in
that hush of slumber only broken now
and then by the waking love of a bird,
and it seemed verify as if we two
were alone in the whole world, a sense
of the situation flashed upon me.
turned on my heel to re-enter the
house. Madam" / said, .'this will
never do. If you remain here with me
your reputation
what think you care for my repu-
tation?" she whispered. What think
you? Harry Wingfeld, you cannot do
this monstrous thing. You cannot be
so lost to all honor as to let my sister
You cannot, and you a convict
Then indeed for the first time in my
life and the last l answered a woman
as If she were a man and on an equal
footing of antagonism with me.
Madam" l replied, Il will maintain
my honor against your, own" But she
seemed to make no account of what |
said. Indeed have often wondered
whether a woman when she is in pur-
suit of any given end can progress by
other methods than an ant, which
hath no power of circuitousness and
will climb over a tree with long labor
and pain rather than skirt it If 1t
come in her way. Straight at her pur-
pose she went. Harry, Harry" she
said still in that sharp whisper, you
will not, you cannot-she is but a
child
Then before | could reply out ran
Mary Cavendish herself and was close
at my side, turning an angry face upon
her sister.
0dtdGIluG. 0IC (lAC0 OOtg AVff
dare you? / am no child. Think you
that / do not know my own mind
How dare you? You shall not come
between Harry and me! l am his be
fore the whole world. ] will not have
it, Catherinep'
Then Catherine Cayendish, awaken
| ing such bewilderment and dismay in
me as / had never felt, looked at her
sister and said in voice which | car
hear yet, Have thy way then, sister
but it's over thy own sisters heart"
What mean your" Mary asked
breathlessly.
| 81 love himv' said Catherine.
| felt the hot blood mount to my
head, and I knew what shame was.
turned to retreat I knew not what te
do, but Mary's voice stopped me. Il
rang out clear and pitiless with thai
| pitilessness of a great love.
.And what is that to me, Catherine?
she cried out Sure it is but to thy
shame If thou hast loved unsought and
confessed unasked And If / had ter
thousand sisters and they all In love
| with him, as well they might be, fol
| there is no one like him in the whole
world, over all their hearts would
go rather than he should miss me fol
| but second If he loved me. Think
you that aught like that can make 9
difference? Think you that one hear
can outweigh two and the misery Of
! enc 10 of any aeeounf before that O1
threeY
Then suddenly she looked sharply a
her sister and cried out angrily:
catherine Cavendish, l know wha
this means. IT'S but another devic'
to part US. You love him not Yoa
have hated him from the first Yo1
| have hated him, and he Is no NOR
Catherine wildly weeping
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