Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1913-08-07

sudden outburst of his own impetu-
osity for which had been waiting.
my life is wholly changed since you
and I met last, and your interfer-
ence."
"Do you blame me?"
"You have stood between one vim
dictive woman and murder, but it is
step that has wrecked two lives.
Does Della Aston blame me?"
Neither of us. The man is saved,
and more than one soul with it. per-
haps. But no happiness and peace of
mind have come to me-
"They will in time, God willing,
George"
'To Della presently, hope-never
to me- And if she can keep away
from that brute you have brought
back to life"
eco on. We will not envy the
mans life again"
do you know what [ have sug-
gested to Della to-day?"
"You have seen her, them"
Eyes"
"You have been to her house?"
Yes
"And roposed-what?"
"That she and / should go away
together"
ooh, George! old friend, SO bad as
that" I cried. Don't tell me any
more!"
ga long, long way from every
body we know" he continued; defy
ing the world which has treated us
SO badly, and all its mock properties
and stale observances, living for our
selves and in ourselves, blessed by
the fact that we know no existence
apart from one another"
And she?"
"She will not listen to me. She has
said goodby to me forever; we are
apart till the judgment. Are you
very much shocked, oh, moralist?"
he asked.
81 am very,very glad she has said
no."
$50 may I be presently. She tells
me that [ will, because [ shall be
better man without her; because /
enc dasnrvino of better fate than a
life linked to woman who caIcula-
ted on her husbands death for hap
piness, she says AS If But there
it Is all over. She will have nothing
more to do with me; I am blot on
her path, and she will be glad when
have gone my own way"
what does she say of her hus-
band?"
''She would return to him tomor-
row if she could believe in the wretch
and trust him. But he is william;
you do not know"
81 can guess" said, interrupting
him; "he is in my house now
"Ah! yes; I had forgotten he re-
piled 81 forgot everything. l am
not the cold, hard, iron-nerved fell
low | was wont to be. [ am giving
way. [ am making myself fool, as
I always shall when | talk of her. II
you only could understand, Arthur,
what a dear woman she is!-what
difficulties she has surmounted!-
what courage, she has!-What
genius there is in her, waiting it's
chance! -What- But there, [ bore
you. You will never understand her.
And I never did. I had seen SO
little of her; to me she was only the
woman who had calculated upon
Aston's death as a barrier to be re-
moved between her and George Fair
fax. All this a position that could be
reasoned away with the woman IN
love, and the husband, as 1t seemed,
in extremes; woman who had been
always Herbert Aston's victim
ground down to eternal miser@ whilst
he drew the breath of life.
and this trusts it for her?'
mo. She will have none Of my
money-it is bloodmoney, she says,
it would be the price of her deceit.
Ny money would be a curse to her,
she says; it would stand between her
and her career-it would buy her
bad luck; and so she says God bless
you, George'-and lets me go!"
"Well?"
"And so I want you to help me,
with your long-headed, careful, cum
ming caution, which I have not got,
and which spells you"
Thank you, George Fairfax
''To help me with your honesty,
too,' he said, gripping my hand hard
now, with your friendship for me
true as steel-and with your judg-
ment, which will not go wrong"
What do you want me to do?"
Keep a certain amount Of my
money always in reserve for her, so
that at any time-at any moment
you may be able to step forward and
say: This is your old sweetheart to
the rescue"
7 shall see her no more. t"
"You will hear of her; she cannot
I escape your observation"
"And she will not take the
money"
"You will be able to see your way
to help her, if help be ever needed,
| better than l. am bewildered. And,
Arthur" he added, very pathetically,
81 am going away, it will relieve
| INV heart tn know that 7 have left a