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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1900-06-08, Page 7THE WINGITAN TI IE ,. JUNE 81 1900. 7zw- =-.,,:rmme-v.menorim÷mormvso, - LOVE'S I . i A STORY OF LOVE, AND WAR, BY MARY. J, HOLMES, Author of " Lena Rivers," "Edna Browning," "Tempest and Sunshine," Etc„ Etc, weariness atm derivation which Arena Ike llaneital ittucse, lead endured, and oto eat that far more was awarded to .eh ]dor tha11 she deserved, .1F "Mr. Carleton was the one to be hon- . oral," 5be said, and her soft, blue eyes ' rtrited upon the pale, tired man, who, -exhausted with his journey and the excitement, lay down at once upon the sofa, and pitied, and cried over his poor 'white face, and long, bony ,lands, which mere almost transparent in their whltc ttemm. t 1laude wee not one of the party at the ;tlnthee mansion tilutt night. "You ought to be alone the first night," she paid when Itose insisted that ate should join theta: "To -morrow I will come around and call on Mrs. Gra• bum and yayr brother." She had been greatly interested in all • the arrangements, null was curious to see • the woman wino hard alnlost been 'her viva,, while Annie was quite as ',curious to see her, the heroine of the • 'mountains. In her letters to Annie, e Itose had purposely refttitincd from men- Coning Tom's name with Maude's, so that Annie woe ignorant of the real .! state of •things. But she did not re- : main so long. "Is she so very beautiful?" she said to Wee, when, after supper, taiey were all assembled M the parlor, and Maude was the subject of conversation. F "Ask Tom; he can tell you," Rose replied, and by the censeious look on CTc"1i s Mee, Annie guemed tate tenth nt • .once. ' That night, when the two brothers i were alone in their room, Tom said to 'Jimmie: - [ "Rell, my boy, I've kept my word - I've waited a year or more. I've given .you every chance a treasonable anan • could ask. Have yon made a. proper arse of your privilege? Would it do me any good to try and win Annie now?" "You can try if you like," Jilnnue sold. with a smile. rAnd then Tom told him of his hopes •concerning Maude de 'Sere; and Jimmie i Baird to him, saucily: 'I "Don't you remember I. told you once you had had your, day? But some lucky dogs have two, and you, it seems, rim ' i one of them." , t t i CHAPTER XXXVIIU. I The next clay brought Maude de Vere, I looking as handsome in her black dress, with her coquettish drab hat and long drab feather tipped with scarlet;bhnt she reminded Annie of some bright tropical d ,ower as she came -Into the room with the sparltle in her brilliant eyes, and Mle deep, rich bloom upon her cheek. • x She had regained her health nand spirits i rapidly within the last few weeks, and I perm J inutile, who seldom saw beyond I ;Amides face and soft blue eyes, drew ! a breiaih of wonder at the queenly girl Who completely overshadowed those diround her so far as size and form and -:-physical development were concerned. : But nothing could detract from the •calm, quiet dignity of Annie's- manner, or from the' pure, angelic beauty of her face, and as the two stood holding eneh other's bonder and looking into each ether's eyes they made a most striking tableau, turd Mrs. Carleton thougalj with A. thrill of pride, -how well her Oath had chosen. 11 That night, as Mande was walking back to the hotel aceompauied by Tom, he asked her again the question put in the cave of the. Cumberland. "I understand about Arthur," he .said; "but he is dead; theme is no pro- mise now in"the way. I claim you fox my own. Am I wrong in doing so?" Taint Maude'e reply was wholly sat- • isfactory was proved by the expression of Tom Carleton's face Whets at last he stopped at the door of the hotel, •and '• by the leis which burned on Maude's lips long after he had disappeared down , the street. The next nftelnoon, while Tom was with llaude,and both Mrs. Carleton and Rose were out on a shopping expedition, Annie sat alone with Jimmie in the pleasant little room wh•:clt had been given to him as a plaice where he would be more quiet than in the parlor. An- nie had been playing witlh Rose's boy,- ' the little Jimmie, a handsome, sturdy fellow of nearly it year old, whont the entire household spoiled. He was al- ready beginning to talk, and, Slaving to call takenn aide he tried a fnney to An Y , i• I her name, and nia:de out of it a. toler- ably distinct "Auntee," which brought -- ii a blush to Annie's face, and a teasing 1 smile to Jiutauie's. "Come, sit by me a moment, Annie," 1 ' j Jimmie said, when tate child had been taken out by his tubae. Sit on this Istool, so, --a little nearer to ane,-•tho e, • 1 dhitt's right," he conbinuied, by the tone ' 1 of authority he had acquired since his convaleseenee. Ilo wa,s lying upon mite couch, and li 'n his ' le and 50 Alit e w•as situ at su , g i h rcro id Ili 11 h n tt *elx" ' m r m t c1t s a fi a tl to g i, t n nrrC ' ,tet x111 ,lin hair stn ,ot]t SI d C F,S g , ,'while his storey eyes feasted thcni,sclvcs *upon her face, es be asked "when she Would our really be the auntie •of the little r d y lnowthat n ole" 1 her n ' o who' a ed In c Yby ► i "Not tall you are nble to siantl alone,' twits Annie's reply, and tent for the fitest time since his return from Alntler- Stonville, Jimmie spoke of that episode in his life at New Landon, when. little Lula Ifowartl had tttireed his boyish blood. and .filled his boyiejt favey. Perhaps he wanted to ' tease Atnlie, for lie said to her: "I did like that little Wee -eyed cd Lx,— times at fact. I nsrd to think about her all day, and dream nitwit her all might. I wonder where she is now." "What would yeti clo if you knew?" ;Merle nsiced, had Jimmie replied: "1 believe I would go miles to we her, Just to know what kind of a wo- e ^ ,the developed hlto, X trugt sshhe- t:9 not 11x1' ill"C a ii..t. . C1:11,3,1 il»t: Cunntga her. She struck me as a hard, selfish, ambitious woman, terribly afraid lest the world generally should eat think Mrs, Scott Belknap all which, lava. Seott Belknap thought herself to be." Annie's cheeks were very Ted by this •tiule, and imputing her heightened col- or to a cause widely different from the real tine, Jimmie drew her face dowel t) axis, and, kissing the burning cheeks, wild: "Of course I should take you with ale, when I went niter little Lu." "You would, hardly find her if you did not," Annie sial, while Jimmie looked inquiringly at her. Annie had only been waiting for Jim- mie to speak of the Tittle Pequot, before making her own confee1lon, and she now said to him abruptly: "Did Lain look any like me?" "Why, yes. I've always 'thought so, only she was younger and had shoat hair, yon know, and short dreases, too. Annie, Annie, tell hie, -ways she, -do you, -tire you," -Jimmie began, raising himself upright on tate conch, as some- thing in Auntie's cxprcesion began to puzzle and mystify him. "Aur. I what?" Annie asked. "Ani I little Lulu, of the Pequot House? My name was Annie Louise Howard before I married George. My aunt called the Louise. You never inquired my maid- en name, I believe. I suppose you thought I had always been a marri tvoctaal, but I was a girl of fou tees onke, and went with my Aunt .Belknap to New London, and met a boy who called himself Dick Lee, and who was so kind to the orphan girl, that she be- gan to think of him all day, and watch for his coming after his 5011001 hours. He was n saucy, teasing boy, bit Lu- ltt liked him, and when one day she waited for his promised'coming till it grew dark upon the beach, and the great hotel was lighted up for the even- ing festivity, and when other days and nights passed, and he neither came nor sent her airy word, and she heard at last from one of his comrades that he had gone hoarse to Boston, -I say when sit this came about, she began to think Rtltat she had loved the boy who had de- ceived her so, for he did deceive her in more points that one, ars she afterward learned. His name_ was not Dick Lee-" "But Annie," . Tvn r3e began, and Ato- nic stopped him, saying: "Wait, Jimmie, till I am throng a'� delay cl hour now. Ihre Ito This is my :. telling you all this, for various renso s. Your mother knew who I was bef ee Iwont to Washington, onl I0excus- ed you as far as was possible. That I have promised to be your wife is proof that I have forgiven the pangs of das- atppointment I endured; fpr, Jimmie, I did suffer for a time There was so little in the world tonako me happy, and you had been so kind, that I fully believed in and trnnted• you; tent. when I found I was deceived, my heart ach- ed as hard, perhaps, as the heart of a girl of fourteen can ache from such a cause" "Poor Annie! poor little Lulu!" Jim- mie said, ns he clasped one of Anuie's hands in his own, and his voice••expros- sed all the sorrow and tenderness Ire felt for Annie, who continued: "Such childish loves are usually short- lived, you know, but mine was the first pleasant dream I had known since my parents died, and I went to my Aunt Belknap, in New Haven. She meant to be kind, I suppose, and in a certain way she was. She gave me a good educa- tion, and every advantage within her mean's. She took me to Newport and Saratoga and the New York hotels, and s'lie turned her back on George Gra- ham, whom we met at Long Branch, where he was marking some menial upon alt engine. A mechanic was not her idea .of a husband for her .niece. She preferred that I ahould- marry. a mats of sixty, who had already the por- traits of three wives in his, handsome hoose nt Meriden; but thest, for each portrait, he counted over two hundred thousand dollars, and half a million cov ers n multitude of defects and a great mans wives. I 'would not marry that mac, and as the result of my petals - tent refusal, toy life with my aunt be. came so unbearable that, when Provi- (lenee •tegvnin threw George in my way, end he asked me to be his wife, I con- regrettedhe step. t.•i and I never cr seated , lie Was very kilud to hie, and 1 loved hint so match that, when ate died, I thought nay heart died too, for he .was my all." Annie was very beautiful in her ex- citement, its she paid this tribute to her i icy decodeceasedhusbhusband,rind J mm saw that site was beautiful, but felt relieved When she left George Graham end spoke of hose, who had conte to her like an angel of light, and made the burden easier to bear. "I v the was i •i .he rr I11 no sic on that Ind su i yol•disait Dick Lee's a1st0r, or that my boy -hero was not Irick Lee, until just before you came home for the fiat time, ttnd then 1 tltottght I intlst go away, foe 1010 not etre to meet yell. Bat u In now Rose andInt d •1. It . ne\et trcl hie, oclg that she 010." "Ahad I am glad, too," Jimmie said. "Tour staying has been the means of untold good to ate, datrling,•-it was the memory of your sweet, holy lite niid character which ler, ate, it wreath tit A.udcrsouvillc, to seek the Saviour, whom you halve loves, tat long. (kul line lei, as both in strange paths, We have snffercd a great deal, -you mentally, I ph;yaieally, and only what I timers -ell; but let us hope- tint the -night is ease ed, nnd the morning of our luippy fu- ture dawning upon us, 'cVe are both young yet, --you twcntythree.nnd T *My teeentyttix. See have it long life to Indic forward to, ant] I thank Gott tar It; Init, Meet of a11. I tl.nk hint for giving res Ary nuit ag curate, -my tear Mae Int• • In! hoes hese know that you are Tie - le?" • Mrs, Carleton had thought it better not to 'add tocltose's excitement 11y tell• ing her who Apnie wale, \utile Jituutte's fate was slruttded In •so mach gloom: them after his return, she tle(h10d that Annie should. have the satisfaction of telling lteatelf, and thus Bose was still in ignorance with regard to Annie's Identity with, the I'etjuot. But Annie. Ma told r that night, turd Ttate's eyets were like stairs, as she smothered An. hie with kisses, itu l declared it was all dice some strange story she had read. CIIA1"1'EIt XXXIX,. Charlie did not improve as his slater and uncle ,toped he ,night; and as the cold weather increased they begat). tc talk of taking ]tint to a wanner oli- matte but Charlie said; - "1 am as well here es I eouhl be any- where, nywhere, I don't want to he mored about, Let 2110 Any here in quiet." So they made hien tis comfortable tie Wisible at the hetet, and Bose and Alk elle came every dny to ,tint uhe letu'nytl to watch atnd listen forttrdheir coating, (ipeeittlly that of Annie, to whom he took the kindliest. She kuew just how to nurse him, anal a„ aha u11Cc cured for the 1w:or 11t•isool•ere, so she uo4% cared for the Southern boy, who, While acknowledging the kindness of tat Northern people, was still as thorough a Secossionist as he had ever been. Anxiously he waited for daily news et the progress of Grant's atony, refutaing to believe that Lee was so closely shut tip in Itiehlnond that escape was impos• Bible. Blindly, like many of hie oldcl brethren, he clung to the hope that me clerlying the whole was some hidden mo tive which would in time appear and work good to his eaese. Maude never opposed or (Reputed with hint now, hut read ]tint every little item of good fol the South. But when, in the spring, the lighting at Pntereburg commenced, there were no sn h items to read, and Charlie tasked 110 longer foe news. 'ellen there came a never -to -be -forgotten , thy, wltc•n through the length and 1 adth of the land, the glad tidings n that Richmond had fallen; that L with hie rmy was flying from ;lite' city, with ( -nut 11 hot pursuit. ' e war was vi really over; nud floveUttine to Gre- gor the air was fillodewith the jnbilniti note, of victory. Islr.three long,iloure the lls of • Itoc :hind rang out their merry I01115, anal at niglit .they kindled bonfiree n thesitrets; and on the grass - plot by to All in Widow Sim.ms's yard, they Muted. the box, which, four years beep •eapoor Isaac hard put away for just eilich'an ocensiou as this. All tl e =Ding of that memorable Aland ,•, while the bells were ringing, and • a crowds :were shouting lu the streets, Charlie de•,Vere had lain with hlas white face to We. wait and his lips wring with the grief and ntortifica- eu he felt, that it slioitld have ended has. Oecasonally, as the shouts grew louder, he (steeped his eate, so a:, to shut out what seemed to hiitr like exul- 'tatiens over the death of e teeny hcy•cs; but when 'Annie mutation, and told Maude of the they� ere to have that night in Ors. Simsf yard, and asked her to c01110 for the sake of ,. box nburned, h+ whose � wasto be bt 1 the boy w 0 b , Charlie began to listen. And, as he lis- tened, he grew intcreeted in tTsnae Simms and the gales -plot by the 'well, and the box hidden i11 the barn, :eel he expressed a wish to be present when it was burned. Mande, too, had heard of Isaac Simms before. She knew that he had been captured by atitlun: Tun- bridge, but she did not knew the par- tienlurs of his prison life, or how gen- erc•nsly Tom had sacrificed his chance of liberty for the sake of the poor, sick boy, until Annie told the story, to which she listened with swimming eyes and a 'ie1 •t throbbing with love and reepcct for hce- lover, who had bean so noble and uneehieh. Site would go to the bon- fire on the grass -plot, she :laid: and Charlie shoild' go, too. He had wept passionately nt the recital of Isaac's sufferings in Libby, but still found some excuse for the South generally. "It was not the better class of peo- ple," he said, "who did these things; it was the lower, ignorant ones, whoue in- stincts were naturally ,brutal." ' And neither Haute nor Annie contra- dicted him, though the eyes of the form- er fltislted iudignantly, and her nostrils quivered as they always did when the sufferings of our prisoners were men- tioned i11 her presence. That night, when the stars came out over Rockland, nparty of twelve or more were congregated at the house of the Widow Simons, where. but for the sad memory of Isaac,• whose seldier- coat Hung on the wall, with the keep - sack carried into battle, all would have A +• t uandhilarity the n.t s 1ec, of been joyat 1 1 certain peace. But death had been in the household, just as it had ("telt across many and malty another tbreitli- old; and mingled with the rejoi+_ings twee tears and gad regrets for the dead of our Iailcl, whose graves were every- where, frout the shadowy forests of Maine, and the vest prairies of the W'east, to the sunny plains of the South, where they fought and died. 'There were twenty-five buried in the Rockland graveyit cl; and others than the party t.iscat1cd at Mrs. S 1 's thought et the vacant chairs aft home, and the sleeping deed whose ears weave deaf to the notes of peace floating so magically over the land. Chnelie's• face was very white, and there were tears in hips eyes 11 N er- whiteIlan& er histhin, h r Mid a. lieai 5 examiningnutxc box,its : 1 •upon c� t y the , tool bending close to the name and date and. wards cat upon lit,--"Isciatc Simms, , � 'l ► ,x Rockland, April 25th, 1801. 'lids box to be burned-" There was a blank which the boy, who had ent the words ' 1111•, • 111 not smelly. k•lknift could 1►i nr11 . with s r J , IIe did not know when the box world . be burned. That it was April, 18(11; now it was ,April, 1805. Four years of strife and bloodshed, thousands end tliousnncls of desolate hearth -stones, ane, broken hearts, and lifele: s forms both North and South, and the end had tame At last, list tate boy Istlnr 'inns nOt there to see if. It was not for him to 1111 up that blank; but foe the Southern boy, Charlie de Fera who took itis pen- cil from his pocket and wrote, "April 8rd, 1805', to celebrate the fall of Bich - mond, and the end of the Confederacy. C.hitrles de Vere." "Who shall light the 11110?" 'Goan ient- ed, 'whet/ till was wady. And Charlie s+utt'r'br , "Lot Jee). elonse. Solely I may light. Me my-. Inut he 010 light it, and then, with the rest, looked on while the stuo1e and. tin' names carted up toward the stela heaven where the boy Vase bad gone, and where Charlie In Itis ,beam Mat night saw hint ea distinctly, and grasped his friendly ]tale. After that night, Charlie failed rap1d- ly, and often in his sleep he talked to some one who seemed to be Arthur, and •said It was "a mistake, 1,, dro'taid nils - take." At last, its Mande sat by ilial. one day, the fifth after the bonfire en the grass -plot, he said to her 44(141.111y; "Maude, if n mon kills teepe «•r, told didn't mean to, is it murder?" "No, it is. 113atnsbtuglttdi. 1'S'hy do you ask?" Mande said; and Charlie con- tinued; "Don't hate me, ;3$ttucle, nor tell ntly body, for I killed Arthur myself. Shot lihxl right through the heat•1, :11and0, he thought it was you." "Oh! Charlie; Charlie!" anti Maude shrieked alowl as site bent over bee blether, who continued: "Not when he died, but at 11rst, when he lay there ou the grass, meaning nrd lrol•iag at you so sorry and grieved like, don't you remember?" "Yes!" ltltutde gasped; and Charlie went on: "You know that one of the rnflinns fired at Captain Cnrleton and hit you, and then I could not help pitying 111111 Mick. Ile was taller titan Artline, who steed behind him, aural knocked hint down in time to take the hall himself, He knew you had a revolver, and he thought it wog you, though en acci- dent, of course, and it made him se sor- ry that you should be the one to kill him. 13ut I told him different;• when I u.11i81x'recl to ,tint, you know. I said it was I, end his eyee put on such a hap- py hale I know he forgave ate, for he said so; but my heart has ached ever since with thinking about it. 1 could not forget it; and I've asked ceod to forgive me so many times. I think FIe 1:11: and that when I die, I shall go where Isaac Siinans has gone. I like him, Mande, if he was a Yankee, and fought against us; and I like lits. Gra- ham so rnut•h; and .lir. Tames Carleton, and tItitltersecs, and Mrs. Simms some; bat I can't like that dreadful Bill Ba- kal', with his Siang words ttud vulgar ]rays; be makes ine so .sick, and I feel so ashamed that we should be beaten by such as he." "Yon were not beaten by such as he! You are mistaken, Charlie! The North- ern nxmy was composed of many nt the noblest men in the world. There are Bill Bakers everywhere, no many South as North. It is fool'sh to think other - seise." Maude was growing het and eloquent in her defence of the Northern army, but Charlie's gentle, low -spoken •reply stopped her:• "Perhaps it is. I got terribly per- plexed thinking it all over, itnd how it ]late turned out. I think -yes, I know I inn glad' the negroes are free. We never.,,abused then. Uncle Paul never abusetretltent. But there were those 1 ivin who did; and if slavery cry is n in - D e stitntiou, are taught to believe, it was a brokeneclow+n and badly con- ducted institution, dettatot nt all as God meant it to be managed: - Oh rlie paused a moment, and when he spoke again, it Was of Tans, who Iliad been so kind to him. "He is like a brother to me, Maude, and I am glad you are to be his wife. And, Maude, don't wait otter I am dead, bat marry Captain Carleton. at once. You will be happier, then." With tears and loiases Macule bent over her brother, who after that confes- sion seamed so much brighter and more cheerful that hope sometimes whispered to Mande that he would live. Aunie was almost constantly with pini now. He felt better and stronger with lice. he said, and death was not so terrible. So, just as she had soothed, and com- forted and nursed. man • a yam: fellow , ^d 3 p from Andersoneille, Annie comforted and nursed Charlie vie Vere, until that ilrea(1111 Sunday when the telegraphic wires brought up from the Sonth the appalling news that our President was dead, -murdered by the assassin's hand. " No, no, 'not that. We did not do that," Charlie cried, with a look of horror in his blue eyes when he heard the' dreadful story, and that the South - era .leaders were suspected of complic- ity in th e,'.)nurder. "It would`.Take me •a Uuionlit, if I belier dd my people capable of that ; but they fire not, it•,eannet be," Charlie : kept reheating to 'hi.rnsolf, mb11e the great drops of sweat ;stood upon his white forehead, and his Hulse and heart beat so rapidly,. that Mande summoned the attending physician, who shook his head doubtfully at the great change for the worse in his patient. "I had hoped at least to keep him till the warmid \r•eatller,but,InmitPra those bells will be the death of hint," ho said, as be saw how Charlie shivered and moaned with each sound of the tolling bells. "Perhaps they would stop if you wereto s. then, And tell them rh r Annie suggested to Maude ; but Char- lie, who heard it, exclaimed, " No, let them tell on. It is proper trey shotlld mourn for him. The South rr•ottid do the sante if it was oar Pre- sident who had been murdered." o lt•111 b h Il 11n public t. bells to on,and the rdc l buildings were draped in meriting, and` the windows of Charlie's room were feotoontd with black, and he w:",hed the sombre drapery as it swayed ht the April wind, and talked of the terrible (teed, and the war which was ended, and the world to which so many thou- sands ,tad' gone flaring the long four y(•ill'4 of strife and bloodshed. "I shell be there tie -morrow"," he said, "and then perhaps I rchall know why aril this has been dole, anti if we were eu \ t _ 'on ," r g Mande and Annie, and rittr•erill and Tom Carleton watched him through the night, turd just as the beautiful Easter meriting broke, 11nt the sunlight tell upon the Rockland hills, the boy who, to the last, had remitted ttue to the Southerny cense, lny dead rtfunng the people Who hnd been his fore. At 11lattele's request they buried him by the side of Isane Shams, (11111 Capt. 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