The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1907-11-07
MARCARE 81
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R~1 NTARY A nENTCnNS 4
By MARY A. DENISON
Copyright, by Joseph 3. Bowles.)

Mrs. Gen. Lansingham pushed her
papers aside with an angry motion, so
that one or two of them fell to the
floor
NO, it will never dol" she murmur-
ed, with an air of reflection. 81 must
make an example of her or she will
presently be taking the reins in her
own hands, and rule me-"
Mrs. Gen. Lansingham was the prin-
cipal Of Glenwood, a f1ourishing SEM
mary for young ladies'. Glenwood
seminary never lacked patronage.
Among the pupils was a girl by the
name of Margaret Sangerford, an or
phan, under the guardianship of the
professor of mathematics.
The principal rose from her seat
after a long silence and rang a little
silver bill that stood on her desk. A
door near Immediately opened, and a
neatly dressed girl, evidently one of
the under teachers, made her appear
ance.
Miss lawson" said the principal,
Il wish you to send Margaret Sanger
ford to me-"
Yes, madam" said the girl 81
will find her and tell her at once"
The thing must be looked into"
murmured the madam The girl
goes after hours and to a common,
low neighborhood. 1t is time for me
to assert my authority. The credit
of nv school is at stake"
Presently there sounded a light tap
at the door.
Come in," said the madam, look
ing up a little uneasily. The task be
fore her was evidently an unpleasant
one
A slender figure, clothed in black,
with only fine lines of white showing
at throat and wrists, made it's appear
ance. The young girl was exqulsitely
fair.
Margaret's face was calm, sweet
and impassive and the principal paid
involuntary homage by a long, admir-
ing glance at the dark eyes. the rich
creamy tints of the complexion, the
lovely, mobile lips. 1t was some time
before she could gather courage to
speak and make the charge which she
held against her When she did, the
young girls face changed. Her com
plexion seemed to thickenh purple
veins married the symmetry of her
forehead, and an angry light burned
in her eyes.
who has been spying upon me-?
Who told you that?" she asked, scorn
in her voice and contempt in her man
ner.
ut is nothing to you who told me,
Miss Margaret. l only wish to hear
the truth from your own lips A sim
pie denial will answer. Were you out
at that hour, and did you go to that
placer
Il decline to answer" said the girl,
resclutely, but her lips twitched, and
her hands were clasped together more
tightly
Then | shall have to put the mat,
ter in other hands, said the madam
Il must send for your guardian"
NO, no, cried the girl, making a
step forward deadly pallor over
spreading her face. Then the color
rushed back under the keen gaze di-
rected upon her.
Miss Margaret, I give you the OPP
portunity to answer for yourself, "
said the madam coldly.
Il did go out and it was after
the time allowed by the rules, -
said Margaret, and l had good and
sufficient reasons for what | did"
Good and sufficient reasons for a
deliberate and fragrant disobedience,"
said the madam, in icy tones, good
and sufficient reasons for rebellion
Very well, then you certainly cannot
object to tell me those reasons"
Il do object" said Margaret, des-
perately almost sharply She did not
mean to be disrespectful, but she was
evidently absorbed in her own dis
tressful thoughts.
Miss Margaret, your tone and man.
ner are impertinent," said the princi-
pal, her face reddening. You owe it
to me, to yourself, your guardian and
the school, to explain this matter full
ly, and ] insist that you do So"
'T-cannot, madam" the girl re-
piled, catching her breath, and her
expression was like that one some
times sees on the face of a grieved
child.
That is, you will not. Very well;
| shall employ other means, then, to
bring the matter to the light. Be as
sured | shall leave no stone unturned
to get at the facts Till then you will
remain in your room until you change
your mind or are sent for"
Margaret's countenance fell. She
turned slowly, after casting one i'm
ploring glance at the face before her,
as If to ask for mercy, but madam s
countenance remained unchanged.
Then she slowly left the room.
An hour from that time, DIR. Mars
ton, professor of mathematics, sent
for his ward. The girl went tremb-
lingly down, her face pallid with sud
den fear. She scarcely raised her
beautiful eyes as she entered his pres.
ence.
Margaret my child, what is this |
hear about your" was the exclama.