The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1917-07-06

leave, he told his sister he might moi
be out again for some time. She al
once divined what had happened, and
drew 1t from him. He had been re
fused by Sophie TOrslSy. In amaze.
ment, Mrs. Warren asked him If the
girl had given any reason.
Reason" !" he cried. "Does a man
ask for reasOn2 Isn't 1t enough to
know, when he offers a woman his
whole life, that she does not want 1t,
that she does not love him?"
Mrs. Warren could give no answer
to this. She pressed his hand, and
kissed him in tender sympathy, watch.
Ing his going with an aching heart.
one day n young man called to see
the governess. From his name and
appearance, Mrs. Warren at once
judged he was a musician. When he
had called three or four times at short
intervals, she felt sure she had found
the cause for her brothers dismissal.
The young Russian was evidently the
successful suitor. She wrote to her
brother, telling him of her discovery.
She now meant to cure him If she
could.
A tall, thick hedge separated the
vegetable garden from the ornamental
grounds about the place. And late In
the afternoon Mrs. Warren, who took
a lively interest In the growing of
her salads, overheard from the other
side Of the hedge the excited voice of
Miss Torsky.
ut is a lie" she exclaimed. "a
cruel liel do not believe he is mar
riedl"
Suppose l can prove 1t to you. What
thenT" asked man, whose voice she
recognized as the Russians.
Il do not care! l should have to
see with my own eyes, before would
believed" she said with intense feeling.
"Oh, / know" he answered with a
sneering infection, you must have
trusted him entirely, but you must
see now"
II see nothing" she broke in fiercely,
"but my faith in him. know he will
keep his promiseI"
"And it is two years now" he went
on. "YOu would like to go back to
your own people-but you can't. You
know that. With the shelter of my
name, you could CO."
She interrupted him with passionate
protest. "Nol mol never!" she cried
snow go! l do not want to see you
again."
"YOu will think better of that. 1t is
not good-by, Sophie" Then he went.
Mrs. Warren heard the crunchlng of
his feet going dawn the graveled path,
then the sobbing of the girl. She felt
that in something which so closely
her brothers happiness she
had right to listen. Very quietly she
drew away, and went to the house. 1t
seemed to her there was only one In
ference to be drawn. Miss TOrsky was
hiding some secret. She had had
past" This was the reason she would |
not marry John Bayard. Mrs. Warren
felt 1t her duty In pursuance of the
cure she was trying to effect, to tell |
ler brother all she had overheard, with |
ler own differences added thereto.
But instead of working a cure, her |
etter had the opposite effect, and
brought John Bayard speedily on the
scene. He told his sister that if the
woman he loved had been through
,Ome great trial, and she had feared
o tell him, that now was the time |
o let her know how great was his
owe for her. Sophie met him with
lind Of gentle dignity, but the second
lay had passed without his having
an interview.
Bayartl was sitting with his sister
n the living room, when Sophie en-
cred with a new light In her eyes.
"Oh" she said, 'you have both been
o good to me, think you will be
lad to know what has happened.
bout three years ago my father and I
,ere suspected Of being revolutlonists,
nd escaped from Russia just in time
D save ourselves from being sent to
iberia. My father died in less than
year, and / dare not return to my
eople. l was to have been married
/ a short time to Boris Kanoff, and 1t
as understood that as soon as he ,
Duld he would come to this country.
nd marry me, and stay here. heard {
'Om him for q year very regularly; ,
len the letters stopped. They always I
lme in care of the Russian consul, 6
no knew my address. But he could =
IL me nothing. 1 never doubted r
oris. I knew If he were alive he q
ould come. And now! This letter f
as just come! He has been in ST. q
eria these terrible years. He has a
lffered the tortures of the mines. and Il
: could not let me know. But nOwl n
h, thank God! Hear what he saysl" n
18th tear-wet eyes, the girl read from 7
letter: Beloved! / am coming to II
u! The revolution has set me freel h
lch band as this never before trod
ese Siberian SHOWS. The irons have
1rn through our bleeding flesh, but
2 feel 1t not. We sing hymns of
We know nothing but u !,
e Joy of liberty. Hunger, pain, cold u
e nothing now. We are Free" a
When the girl paused, Mrs. Warren y
tn streaming eyes, took her in her =,
ms and kissed her, and John, taking =, =,
r hand said: "God bless you, So =, :,
lei He deserves your :.