The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1905-02-08

Porter was talking to his friends In q
sutdued voice. ! and Judith were tho
subjects Of the conversation. A portion
Of It occasionally fell upon my ear.
"He dotes on the ground she walks
upon." heard him say. ut is sinful
to 80 lore a creature Of dust; but abe
is a treasure more precious than gold"
Yes: she has always been a pious,
modestly behaved young woman" an.
swered one of the tea drinkers, Mrs.
Humphries In a modifying tone; but
what has become Of that Mr.. Rodwell :?
| thought there was going to be match
there?"
"Could I trust my precious lamb to
that man Of sin ?" circulated the rever.
end hypocrite. in a voice Of pious horror
II had hoped to turn his heart from the
ways OF the wicked; but il was callous
and unregenerate; and finding that.
babe him go his ways. and told him my
child was not for him"
The party groaned an approval OF this
conduct.
This yonng man." he went nm. cvi.
IDENTIFY referring to me. has nothing
neither money. nor birth. nor friends:
but. thanks to me. he has humble
heart that reverenccs those who have
been good TO him. And is not that tar
above the riches of this world. which are
but as dross?'
yet a little worldly wealth is neces-
sary to us while we are sojourners in
this vale of tears" remarked Mrs.
HUMPHREYS.
BY and by the pnrty left and we were
alone. and Judith sat still at the win
dow. watching the angular. gloomy look.
ing figures 60 down the garden walk,
preceded by their host
".Ah. II YOU would always he to me as
you have been this EVENING"" | said to
her, gently LAYING my hand upon hers.
Poor IDIOT" she cried. with a mock
ing laugh; 'do you think it was for your
sake that | played the fool tonight
1t was only to throw dust in the eyes
of those hypocrites. md give color
to what l have to do. You see, | have
no secrets from my lover" she went on.
with momentarily increasing irony "You
will not be able TO accuse me hereafter
OF having deceived you. My candor
relieves you, too, from the trouble of
eavesdropping. You can learn nothing
fresh from behind the rhododendron
bush" p?
You know. then, that?" 1 began,
family.
II do know that, and every secret
thought OF your soul" she interrupted
iercely. "There is nothing that you can
conceal from me. l have but to ask,
and you must answer"
shuddered, but could not speak.
"Now listen to me, Silas Carston, or
whatever your name may be. You have
made me drink my degradation to its bit
terest drop. My father asked you to
make me your wife; and you refused me
You. n base'born. 'pitiful, mean hound
like you. refused me--you. whom | look
upon MS dirt beneath my feet! Had you
spared me that degradation--had you
taken me then, ! would have fought
against the contempt felt for you;
would have done all in my power to
have done my duty. ! would have even
been grateful to you. Now | hate you,
loathe you; and yet | will marry you.
that | may degrade you. make You my
tool. and your life curse! | tell you
all this boldly and fearlessly, for YOU
cannot shake off my power. You will be
my slave. as much as ever. and crawl
and fawn upon me and implore my love
as much as you did before"
(Io be continued.l