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FEnteredt according to Act af Congress, in the year 18%, by NORMAN I. MUNRO, tm the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C, {Entered at the Post Opioe, New York, as Seoond Class Matter.)
NORMAN L, MONRO,
Mand 16 Vandewater St.
Vol. VIII. {
NEW YORK, OCTOBER 11, 1880.
$3.00 Prn axwow ne Apvaxce.
$1.80 rou a1 MowTHA,
No. 366
“School's Dismissed.”
but twas weary, day by day,
hie old lessons o'er and o'er,
ants si vam ead like brains essay
wrledge some good to
and aS ay ttle sehootmistress, worn
sd-and drooping, would. think of}
“sm
Who should have plucked from her path each
And ite tonghness amoothed, till her eyee
Ag: mhen did her sad thoughts not eo range?
‘And with e Batter si
“Ah, tho seas are fuisd, and inds
* chanees
And a sailor's pro
And so al ei
wine voted fad placa in hed mocks gad way
last, through sorrow anid care
‘There shone @ gleam, and there came adey.
iso goes lightly by”
Teas near the hour of pastime cool:
e eld the book. and they stood
migrant ‘ends of the country schoo
Ofmadeap averace item
nn hele and furrow,
gy canught
tt
when
heres iook nee door, a‘aint
“Please let ine?”
‘Then, waiting not for her leave, he ran
‘ew
Tone knock’s demand, buk the door
‘vi
And in aniong them a bearded
a pa tit irolling strde,
“How d'e do, my lax
Althe litte pehootnatetrees 0 ent ornced
That a rustling dite r oversivept tie el
ot corn soft stirred by the winds at Hate,
But little cared she,
sons
Of "Phe wchoo!'s dismissed,” carpe his ksees
fast,
While te ered heart: Leapt like a. new-teed
As they’ one by ove to the playgeund
And rbver again would her thoughts s0fenke
io aim the" hopes that et Tove had
med
Ey wong ‘the seas are false and the wins all
ange,
though. betwixt ber:
A sailor's Promise may be redeemed.
—o:10—
The Song Bird’s Departure
Anouxp the cedars on the lawn,
sare early drawn,
On each ts cobwebs" glittering valig
Fro
‘Thelenckoo long agi
le blackeap ‘dulled his sable heag
itethroat sought
mt blithesox
co has fled,
‘While many a whistle from t
Sntus witero the plover south
What guider theso birds to warmérkndst
Doth chance impose such step come
aio pefora
Sursrar age w fren
oo Cat antures ils wohestd |
anfati battont ther oer
The rou Hig purpose
veg grieve, but tasting song wou toy
And thongh wee en th aenband
‘Ot binds which fi ds,
Brighter
ond,
n0¥7
‘o hear new songs
— J]
Sweet
BY
“Author of "The Chita Wifei”
imnselt back from
ju
pecutiat sear, and fairs the lotustleaf, and
jaifs of os ae i" " Little Sunshine}
Margie Gord
THE HERESS AND THE OUTCAST.
M. HOWA
PrER] ha
SARL. gold i of the fread i ‘ly,
tine less. of 1—who was
of
e came toward hor fathor with
\s if to embi
01
diae T wil soe her w ‘when ake ome
“ RD. @ Working Girl," Ete, Ete.
deep reddish brown that shone like dull
fs became the daughter
ut Oscar Hilton repulsed
HI,
i!
“It cannot—oby it cannot be true!” she
noaneu, drawing berseif away
Tewehof ino, bands “with, an Prepremibie
shudder,
“You say that Chester St.
| must give him up. Nay!m
teil bitn f bave nolove for. him—must
him from me with the bitter thowat hat t
am a false and heartless coquet
Oh, dear
this.”
‘The girl had broken into a passionate
Bt of weeping now, but there was no look
eget e eyes that gazed upon her an-
r Hilton had been terrified when it
| seemed to him that Iris lay dead at, his feet,
mal ‘Teas db costhing. Boe
st
with
to give it to the chiid of a—
"the word he would bave spoken
| kis Hips unattered, for fris had ied
er
Jeves quickly tohis own, with an Intangle
{Die otnething in their expression that dau
figure
proudly
courage and daring of @ Bute By hones,
T havo writing to do tonight, and
Trois not have re
Iris Hilton bowed, and turned from her father |
without a word, but the sweet, girlish face had |
gquivered piteously while she went todo his bid-
On:
-. Hilton seemed to breathe more freely when
she was gone, and it would have been hard to
fathom the expression of his eyes as he followed
the graceful litle figure in its retrea the
ete auttering below
ous darling.”
's medifations were here Interrupted
the entrance of his visi Chester St,
Bonn a “Tanto stings ooking man of
thirty, years, whose easy, ful bearing and
wultured manner at ouce a gentle-
man in the trucst senee of
Mr. Hilton, received Tim ‘with every token of
folin entered at once into the
Dhject of bis visit
| nd thank you must have guessed Jong ago, Mr.
“Ts it possible
your daugnter,
hands extended ther views for
Ht you have
Hilton f” he asked, somewhat
‘oung tl eened the 7 tn roudly, but “ih Na tremor of real ‘anxiety in
seta fair} ee ait io che paeiy ‘oral means, Tels, and don't| bie Mop toned
than her eighteed y: be 5 silly anil childish, Iam ex pecking avi tor “No, no, my’ Yi ear boy, you are the one man of
pecaliae that deicens ‘at iN eyes just now, dis bothoral, Sng to Teabt | all others to whom T cowla think fora moment of
vel fromthe
giving my precious child,
nay! T kno
Tost albits look of brightness, and the pretty lips |
that you are worthy of her, and I will not stand
tween her and her love,
“Thanks, my dear sir, ont i oamire
shall never have cause to 7
you you
he confidence
you have placed in me.
my Jife.to make my little Iris happy —
r St. John’s mention of this name
fact, with every trace
ace a hands
of color dying 0
Pressed tightly io hisheart.
“irist” he again ejaculated hoarsely; but when
Chester spran side in alarm be waved
itn bac? authoritatively. Je is, nothing.
in| ere Sith quick, ganping breathe, “Kan ei eck
ese ms of, round Iny
ati
art ead Yt foto hatural foF mo to: call ome
Mectheret itis over, now, but I would like to be
at ast ig face and those tren pling limbs,
He bade {ris? father good-might, with many ¢
Promising to call for In
‘ions of regret,
ist
failing from her fathers lips.
“1 Kava lied bert the man reiter
even as 1's head {rom the flocs,
lips cremblet a tigi snd the
beautifu
Ve
lids wore lifted
slowly from the
purple no
St asorrow ten-fold more bitter thau death,
e Hilton,” be said, when cosily ated ‘with that Riewer onthe morrow, and taking his departure
eyed s 0 pa a Se redo tho foo ad gontloman before a bright g fn tho luni: | at last vith schon of hope upon bis face thet
Dank vice woul oe nto the room Bouly furnished ‘ibrar “that t Flore your | onemight easly hav a
< be: wutifl etre her robe of pate | beautiful daughto my heart, Thavenot | the girl's answer
‘ aint z ee y they in sa nd a ream Maer ae eae | so) en, to her of this love, as yet, bué I think I
Hie dare you take, Upenfeself to act on- Brightening her ze-b brows hair sto telltho| hor, and Tomy avait. your porayasion to ask ber CHAPTER I.
2. quietly dow: *
trary to my wishes? th these angry, im-| visitor ee yd reactive him in the to inake me the happiest of men, ‘THE OUTCAST.
Foter, ah vant dre, stood mently in | brary, and Mr. wras eviently desirous of | St, John paused here, waiting for Mr. Hilton's “Ont of the day and night, :
atin way of his master’spbrary, half in and sii hime of his daughters presence nswer, The latter's head was turned away, A joy hath taken igh in
the doorway ots waiting Nr. rear a dy for the reception, papa, and | that ‘bis taco was hidden from ‘his daughter's} Inust Iris! “My God, have I kil
halt out tne cease before Waring. to e: nf w my costume ford #, Cocasion, or, but it did not look like the count The words came from the lips of. ‘ear Hilton
oud voice fo cease Vtg on the latter's pak | betas ted oH f0 0 ol, know ‘a that upon which the gir! Iris had looked | with a ery of unuteerable fear, ashe bent over the
bis before Isabel cart will fade into insignificance baifan hour betore rigid and senseless f his young daughter,
VAr Pease, sir, I didn't forgd sour orders, but if| ana be totally eclinsed by the superior beauty of | My darling’ future és provided for.” he was on the morning following his inuerview® with
‘il remember, sit, yout nie ony yesterday |e queenly siser-but what fs the matter! Papa, | thinking. “My Isabel will Hever mow the mean | Chester St. Jat. . is
you'll remember. to! itn Jou look. pale and fired, Shall I stay at home| ing of Want nor will the shadow of her| Only asiort half hour ago the girl had come to
are Peter uttered This pangO-car Hilton's face, nd rene for yout Hd. 1 do not earg about ine] father’s dishonor éver darken heriite,, Oh, ;,thank | him with a message from his favorite, Isabe}, look- | to Hind y
i As Peet been haggard auduale as if some deep party—do let me tay with you, He r this, I can bear anything now.” ing fair asa flower in white morning |"
aaa on upon himprighten ned wonder. The pints feet voiceat first full of Jayful- | tt {vas #0 long before be made any re role: and now she Ja me dead bofore him,
fully, Ta roi oat Ie ery fone pci ints attest wolee at A amt tender an | Chester's proporal that the latter begaa to fear |rericken gown by wore her young
fully, and ts vee sayto Mr. St, John that | earnest with the utterance of the Inst. words, and | he, iad ectivad cin ably. heart had almost broken as she listened to then
on athe
h
ot
Tt shall be the labor of | you
that looked
an lew anakened to the consciousness
‘ou ba me
rentage ire Hiltons and ieyou have Guy
lai to the ttle of entieman, Fou will not
it my helplesmess by repeating the epi
| you derrsed my father
took her to be a mother to your danghte: ©
r to
how could my own mother deceive
Once again the girl's voice was broken by
| asob, but fhe wo wuld not let her emotion
conquer
The ie, parted lips closed slowly in a
empt at bravery, and the blue
eyes, Ww ful, Kept themselves
fixed ently ‘on the stern face of t
she had: until. to-day believed to be her
father.
‘Mr. Hilton was anxious to end the’ scene,
and he now addressed [ris in a tone that
wasa trifle less cold and stern.
AT should never have told you the truth,
Bur fr thi ir with St, John, i
self has enor ed.
fice at your hands, I think Ihave a
expect, That yeu’ wil grant what
@ wond from me, your mother would
yea
reago. I save
‘all Lack in return
js that you will cure Chester St. John of
bis intatvation for your pretty, chil
Jes nothing more than w ikatationy
daw
gi fant of 1
into anal
en you, an inf
2
acini, Twit tell you
in strict confidence, unless my dati
m advantageous marriage, very
soon, I shall be aruined man. ‘Think’ what
this word ruin a not on) fe Isabel
| face flushing hotly, and lier eyes vo fal of
his own before them.
a, “My name is Maggie, Gordon, sir; Tm a “You must not tall tome so. You bave no right to address me in |stats tn :
Iris stepped forwas cme like my friend.” * such terms,” Iris said, ina tone that sounded cold and feelingless. pent mo speak! (Wehrle, th ‘auiek,
for what you _bave done me,
Fido what you ask. But when I have. sent
Chester St, John from me I
forever.
our root
3 God will bo with, me, tnd 1 stall
bread, as do the thousands of ng
sie Mion T have seen ving to and ‘coming frou
their daily toil, while 1 rode through the streets
in your carriage,”
A low Knock on the door at this, moment
interrupted the girl's brave words, and Peter e
announce that Mr, St. Jolin was wait ng
ints tn9 parlor to see
So soon! Oh, Heaven! how shall Tmeet im?
exclaimed Iris, with such a passionate cry of pai
lone. Come row, St, John, and Iris that Mr. Hilton feared her eslition would ‘ail
give you h __Jatthe last, and starting toward her, npted
rage i w Tavtm the 0 Jeast, offen ied oY. this to take ‘one of her bands in his own,”
abruptdismiscal having nosuspicion that thepain] “wTyis do not forget,” be began but aha drew
Which Mr. Hhto ton hed eompiained was purely ., : "
Rina nd here was a deeper cause for | berself shudderingly away from hi
she moved slowly toward the door
“1 shall not forget the ae £ owe Feu Tam go-
ing to ‘all.
‘There was no tremor ‘nthe low eet, rolco as
she spoke these words, but her face, turned for
moment towards hi crossed the threshold,
was so pitifully etite ana hopes fhata momen:
tary thrill of compassion stirred Oscar Hilton’
heart, and he muttered to Himself ashe Listened "0
tha sound of her footsters descending a
“Pshaw! she does all 1
about, caring Sorown Urealasa working mith f
‘ould never let her do that, bot she shall not
tand inmy Isabel's light. Ah, my daughter! E
wae thinking of you; was I speaking my thoughts
oud?”
es
‘He had spoken the Test words audily, just as
the object of his thou
matin papa? I just peceed Tris
ing like a ghost, nd cone in here
ng about somebody standing in
fell mo what it 16 all bout please; I
my
hate seth sporoaching « myater
Ixibel spoke in the cold, imperious tones that
were recur to hort but har faves answered her
almost bumbly.
‘here is x0 mystery, my darling, do not dis:
Don't ko yet, Ieabel, I want to
You hav d me how you
enjoyed yourself last re many
| thera! Was Mr. St. donne tong te guestaavany
time during the evening?
ress yourself,
talk with you.