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Did She do Right
A fearfully ooM blustering Hay
it was late in Deoember as she
stood alone at the door, with the
sweeping gale as it dashed by la
den with fine dust aud stinging
ehill almost freezing her in its
ruthless pitilessness, Isabel Kent,
the daughter and once the heiress
of proud Thomas Kent, was to
night to leave her home a poor
girl, to battle with the world, who
had once been her slave and ■ was
now her master,
A cab rolled Up to the door and
when the driver had attended to
her luggage she was whirled away
—to what? she wondered, with a
mirthless little laugh.
At the elation she had little time
to think—the crowds, the noise,
the glare, the incoming and de
parting trains gnve no opportunity.
After she had procured her tick
et ehe sat down on a seat just op
posite the door; and a> when
Charles Roberts came in she saw
him before he saw her. He advanc
ed straight over to her as soon as
“We will try to he friends, then,
Isabel, though heaven knows how
mocking And empty friendship is
after love. Write to me; if ever
trouble oomes, command mo to any
extent. You’ll promise that"
She was really gone at last, on
and of a sudden a frightful revs-
Intion came to her—so sudden it
fairly took her breath—so blissful,
her senses ached with the joy, and
yet so dreadful she thought she
should net survive it. All this in
a magical second, and the rev- la
needed.
THE BUTLER HERALD.
W. N. BHNNH.
Editor Mill PuIImIh*
i Sl.lH). Put Annum
TUK8D\Y JUNE 21th IH.U,
Ats the Children Horn? r .
Fitch day. imimi th« glow •»* Mui*et
Fades m the wart* ru sky,
And the wee mien, tired l>ls>tug,
Go trippiup lightly by.
I steel away from my hnsbawl,
Asleep In hi* eosj-ehaic,
Aud watoh troiu tho open d<iorw*y
Their laces froth aud fair.
Aleut: iu the dear old homestead
That once was lull of life,
itiugiug with girlish laughter,
Echoing boyish strife,
We two are watting together;
And oil, uh (he shadows come.
With tremulous voice be calia me.
••I* is night! are the children borne?'
‘•Ye«, love," I answer him gently,
“They're all home long ugu."
Aud I sing, in my quivering treble,
A song so soft and low,
Till the old man drops to alomber.
With his head upon his band,
Atd I t* 11 to uiyseii the number
At home in a batter fund.
Home, where nsvei a sorrow
Shuil dint our eyes with team.
Where the wuile of God ia on ibem
Through all the summer years,
I kuow. yet my aims are empty
That loudly folded seven.
Aud the mother beait within me
Ih si most starved for teavou.
Sometimes, in the dusk of evening,
I only shut my eyes,
And tho children are all about me,
A vision from the skies;
The babe* whose dimpled fingers
Lost the way to my breast,
And the beautiful ones, the angels.
Passed 10 the world of the blest.
A breath, and the vision is lifted
Away on wing# ot light,
And again wc two are tagetbw.
All alone in the night
They tell me Lis mind is fai'iug
But I smile nt idle fear*;
He is ouly buck with the obildreu,
lu the dear and peaceful years.
Aud still ns the summer sunset
Fade* a wav iu the west,
And Ine wee ones, tired of playing.
Go trooping home to rest,
My hunbind calls from the oorner,
■•Say, Uve I have the olpldren oome?'*
“Isabvl, I Hin Ivnipt-fi to take
you KWny from here by simple
force. 1 have bier- to thu holme,
hut you were too quick. for me,
I,nhcl, you will i erf-ini in thiefool-
iebiio*.?'’
H-- hml taken a neat next her;
hot, near a* l-o 4-00-, be ooulili uot 1
iee the puling ungui.li that lay in
hur pure ciaaaic face, or the fiuali
of momentary wrath that followed
hia eager, impulsive worJa.
“It. iu not fooliahne-a, Charloa.
What, ehotilcl 11I0 if 1 <1 id not go
to Mia. Craven,”
He interrupted her in hi, quick,
hot-headuil, eurneut way.
“Where should you go, true
uiiough. my dulling? Iu not my
home lonely for the want of you?
Doea uot uiy heart cry out for you,
ita queen? Isabel, there ia yet ten
minuter*; wont you think of it again
and lot me take you from this
place to be married to ine, and to
my home torever? Remember, my
lithe), how I love you."
Under t er thick crape veil Isa
bela lips grew tightly compressed
and a alow red bloom came to her
cheeku. It waa a great te'mptation;
she so lonely, an fragile, to go nut
into the world, nothing butacom
panion to a rioh, strange woman,
whose face she had never seen;and
here wus Charles Roberts, with his
splendid house, his handsome lace,
sod irreproachable character, who
sat besido her, begging her to ac
cept it all.
But ahe could not brook the
idea of marrying for a home, even
if she knew the offer came from
the mao whom ahe felt worshiped
her, the did not love Charles
Roberts; with the chilling look
out on the world before her, she
decided 1 hat she would wotk to
the death before she would be the
wife of a men to whom she could
not give her affections,
“1 had mkde up my mind long
ago, Charles, aud indeed it grieves
me to find that you still cling to
me so. Iam sorry; I wish for
y--ur sake I might view these
things iu the saute light you do;
bat I can't; it is impossible, that
is all. There oomes the train.”
She arose, as the long train
came in, with a sad, pitying look
■fit W1bviW*l 1
the way to her destination. That j tion was , hii _, he | ovt . d CbHrle „
was a long, lonely ride, and many j |{ 0 b«rtH, and had loved him all the I
tears fell back off that heavy, | titue; aIld he , oveil hrr no | 0 u K or, i
masking veil, before she arrived
at Colnoyton, on a clear, bright
morning, when tho street* were
swarming with life aud gayety.
Mrs. Craven was an invalid, pas
sably good-looking, who received
her newly engaged companion with
a polite welcoming and k od inter
est that would have gone straight
to Isabel’s heart-, had not her pride
and reserve been challenged by the
young lady to whom Mrs. Craven
introduced her
Isabel acknowledg'd the presen
tation; and as she was stung to the
quick by the frigid hauteur of the
fair girl, Misa Folsom was as en
raged by Isabel’s indifferently
graceful bow.
Altai Clara," she Haiti, when
Label had gone to her room that
night, to weep and suffer all the
long hours, “shall you allow her
to mingle with our visitors? fth
is much too elegant aud aris ucrat-
ic to pass unnoticed among com
pany.”
‘‘As often as 1 can spare he
course
but Ellen Foleom!
At that very moment Ellen came |
iu, in all the blooming beauty and I
stylish elegance that characterized
her.
“I have come to you for my first
congratulation. Charles says you
were once an old friend of his."
Isabel felt her eyes growing dim
as she anticipated the news.
"1 am an old friend." It wasull
she said. But bow fully, entirely
she experienced the truth ot her
l-ivei's words that night they part
ed.
“We've uot decided ou the wed
ding-day, but Charles is in a great
htiny. Most lovers are,1 suppose.
But you are going to wish mej »v? M
“Oh, ot course, all iu tae world!'*
She wasn’t very enthusiastic,but
it was only h*-r will that fotced
her to speak, her heait was too
Noru.
“Aud there's Another thiug,
Isabel. Yon must pardou me for
saying it, but I ni sure your good
I judgement will approve. Charles
11 ^ M*** , lias told roe p( your little love-pas-
little enjoy ment, pqor child? T «*u ailf j j thought that as you
—•I'-— hi.... | lH j ( ,„ ce b reu W( , muo h to him,
aud he’ll be coming hare ho often,
that yon love me. I never bau*
spoken love to mv won<tn caving
yourself. Tmilml, ymi believe m*?
You love me at lasr?"
Like a solemn truth, “he could
not help believing, came the bless
ed knowledge to hor.
“I believe-you. .1 love vnn! M
An hour lat^r, when the rail
way omnibus drove up »o M»s
Craven's for the tm k- Ellen met
tile two lit the hall-dour.
‘‘Please sen ! Mrs. R ihorts
trunks down, Miss Fnl-oin.* 1
What Time in It?
When nu ordinary mini wakes up !o
the miild'e of the nig it dm first thing
lie do**s is to wondt r wlint time it is.
Ho generally, woml. is for two or three
udhllti.'H iu vain; t2n*:i ho iu-.misus ins
wife and .. ks her if I. • knows. Ah a
general tiling Hi- J.k/s not. This only
whets his nppefit') to uncertain the ex
it hoiir.tuul iniuiite. h docs uot mat
ter whether 1 has the whole of thu
next day to si . p, or Iu* to aviso with
the lark, lie wants t<» know exactly
where h - ihchnmolog.enlly hiouted.
“Have the cats Htnpp. d running yet,
MaviaV” lie asks ofhis lint ter half.
“Don’t know,” she grunt.*, "laejiilv.
“I think it tiuml he ivr three,” hu
continues, specuhitively
“Oil, go to sleep !”s hum, Is hack.
“The fit.-t lit f.g yon ki you’ll w«k-
Oscar ilurchiiah up; huh. kinder rustless
are getting jealous again, Ellen.
“You remember how my music
governess foiled me in thut affair
ith Warreu Raymond? 1 don’t
care that thin girl and I shoit'd
run a race for Charles Roberts.”
“You have no ieasnn to suppose
that Charles Roberts cares for ynti;
you never met him more thau a
dozen times,'’
“True. But I care for him."
***** * *
Day after day went, no, and of
all the gentlemen who had called
on Mnt. Craven and her noice, Isa
bel had seen none, for ull her kind
friends insisted upon it.
One day, Isabel, passing by the
parlor-door, came face to face with
Ellen and Charles Roberts. How
she hated herself for that sudden
blush she felt burningon her cheek;
but as she glanced tip and caught
Ellen s scornful, angered eyes sne
suddenly grew perpectly composed
and calm.
“Isabel! is this really you? Why
I had not the slightest idea you
had come to Mrs. Craven’s! Are
you well and happy?"
He bent to whisper quickly the
last word. Isabel gave him her
hand with her old-time grave quiet
and hauteur.
“Quite, thank you. The friends
in Daisydale are all well?"
“Oh, yesj and you can’t conceive
how many ot them miss yout M
“That is pleasant to know. I
atn in somewhat of a hurry,
Charles—Mr. Roberts. Good-
by;'’ and she hastened on withoqt
another word.
Once in her room, she sat con-
posedly down to her wotk, while j lately aiu*-d Ellen Folsom to b.
Mrs. Craven was out for her noon! your wile? Charles Roberts, I
ride. thought better of you."
She wondered if Charles had for-! And then she cried. Wasn’t it'
gotten her,—that is, ceased to care just like a seosative, loving, ov» r
for her? She asked herself the | wrought woman to do that. Aud
question in a careless sort of a way,. Charles Roberta’ heart gave a
Hod-ihen wou.tion<i to.i 4/hiek IbtfwddMMlt?* I f*
»I« W. wkHSU** looked u.Awil "i
it- would be prudent for you to find
another''—
Isabel had risen o her f* et. al
most at the first words, with vivid,
hlushiug cheeks aud flashing eyes
Now, with low, scorching tones,
she interrupted her—“Enough! I
comprehend yours and Mr. Rob
ert's delicacy. Give my apology
to Mrs. (Iraveu. My trunks will
be called fpr by the railway omni
bus."
She put on her hat and mau-
tle, aud without vouchsafing a
word to tho delighted, triumphant
girl weutout from the house.
“I have to thank my pr-ttidiag
stars for suggesting that story. 1
knew her proud spirit would up
iu arms and leave mu a clear field
to wiu him. 1 only hope 1 have
uttered a prophecy. As if I didn’t
read aright their secret!"
She had made a sl ; ght mistake,
however.
Aud poor I-abol, her cheeks
burning, walked on to the station
that she had arrived at so lately,
wondering where hIio would go,
wneu a glad, joyous voice called
her name'.
“Isabel, were you going home
to me, as you promised mi to do
if you needed me?”
8he instinctively recoiled a step.
Then, seeing that no one was in
the waiting-room but themselves,
she threw back her veil aud gave
him the full be nefit of her indig
nation.
“How dare you ask me such a
question, when your lips have
Thus bombarded 1.;
ric lie mimiiiH silent
but tho dt*sjru to kim
rot unis aud pm*** ut
till tapeworm. Me c
time lie uluses liis eye
rily fly o|n>ii lik<- roat
thu terrible Hgimv is t
Finally liL wife g •
and veils:
iis wife’s rlieto- •
• u Hmi t period,
wh.it timo it ia
tin
rest; every
r iiivolunta-
corns, mid
•pt up.
“I)o you w
“1 do,” Iu
“The exact
Hoi
•f pa lienee
know wliut time it
nl.j-y.
•rk iq the athruiAtive.
“Well, then,you Imd hotter get up
aud take a look at the clock. Thai’a
tho surest way.”
What a world of light this uxoriuf
revelation throws upon him. And now
liu lies there ami wonders why ho didn't
think of tliaf himself. The Imd isnici
and warm, and it ia pivity hard to gi t
up, but lie (low.
He wants to know wlirit-timo it is,
that's what lie wauta, hikI he u<>ing to
find out, and when he g i.s hi.ck, and
liis wife ask** him the u^uli of his trip
(lowustaii>, lie’ll tel! h«-r to atop her
clack, or si. will v.a .e i),e .r Jeremiah
Up, that’s what lie 11 do. I le’lljust show
her whetlur «he own* ul) the satire of
the ast»h!i»i.ii|tn or not.
So hep-.'up, draws on his trousers,
ami feels hi' way down s.;.. s. Winn
hu reaches thu liuhwuy he inadvertent •
ly steps on a maihlo which the nforc-
meiitiom-d (Incur hml lost, and is speed •
ily transformed from Lin f».ui ou to his
hack. This doesn’t deter him in th
least; it only HtininliPcs him with a fix
ed dctermimitiun to reaeli that clock
dead or alive. He strides along Uk
a warrior,und finally mi •hisihu match
safe. For a wonder it is full: as a gen
oral thing there is not a mutch to he
found when wanted, hut lie lins on-
now. He strikes it Mllli it doea not p.»
out. This is auother mystery. Finalh
it is Mating up bright y, and he stick •
it iu the face of tho clock ! The clod*
has stopp. il. lie ia no wiser thr u be
fore. The feeling which steals ovn
him cannot i»* adequately 'flesciibud.
Then he owwli b;u k to l»ed and worn*»
, fiJltr lu'uJbi soffi ni "’ w