The Huron Signal, 1881-05-13, Page 22
THE HURON SIGNAL, FRIDAY, MAY 13, til.
A LIFE FOR A LIFE.
int toss litimerit
CHAPTIIR XZYIL
ass sews,.
"Don't papa. Okra; dun' '" and
them I was uhhgei tr Ise him the vas -
am why. I had to psi a very plainly
before he understood; be forgets tamp
w sesestiases.
"Starving. �d you my 1 Mrs. Cart-
wtleht, Lydia, and the child ' What
cliikl t"
The be comprehended, and, oh, Max,
had I bean the girl 1 was s few months
ago, I Todd have sunk to the earth the
shame be said 1 ought to feel at even
alluding to each things. But I would
rat atop to mnddar this, or to defend
sayseif; the matter concerned not me,
but I;rytIia. I asked papa if he did mut
remember Lydia 1
She came to us, Max when she was
only fourteen, thuesgh, being well -grown
sed hendeow., she looked older; a plea-
sant, willing, affectionate creature, only
she had "nu head," or it was half -turned
by the admiration her beauty Rained, not
merely among her own clam, but all our I
visitors. I remember Francis saying
unee-oh, how angry Penelope was
about it '- that Lydia was so naturally
elegant she could be made a lady in no
time if a man liked to take her, educate'
aad marry her. Would he had done it''
spite of all broken vows to Penelope. I
think ay sister herself might hare for-
given him, if be had only honestly fallen
in love with poor Lydia and married her.
These things I tried to recall to papa's
mind, but he angrily bade m• be silent .
"1 cannot," I said, "because, if
had taken Netter erre of the girl,
might never have happened. W
think of her -her pleasant ways
cent young thing, oh, papa : papa '"
Dora," he said. eying me closely,
."what chane has come over you of l
Walking as, we prised Mrs. Cart -
weight's settees. It was quiet and silent
the dour was, bet the w
half -claret ted these was au
the chimney. I saw
and last
were
1 els
waa bold. f
my tett;
it was
shad- Items
Nor did he draw bask wham., as she
rseueered, the Ent wad UM wee to
wretched girl's lips was "lhareia.
a'� gab r, beg them to tell sae shoat
him.; Y11 do him no harm, indeed 1
w ,4 sitter him nue them. Is he
ameeied I Or," Indip wads. �, "it
he Ise' Y,. f�fll�t hs
tavM+tii.
at ' I4'_,
y wbw • 1 se kin. ear carr.,
r"tisr mari1i.mstl.d * whia'-eirtuni-
denote, to fed no ssum/aay drueg mu,,_
tion, but go through life placidly and
patiently, without mach further Chang.,
to die end. T. seat of women Asa
ems are ttasi. al--ar de has the-
sis; or Yeats roes of wheat
easry vdi gni.. 'and alasuattevere
body ows. as Issas oma till, to
siramems. he . ecu
is is el�ie�ded vii► , t'
►list qmd b..rad. v happy 'I�
sot. Mat, I atmh.rnieig to
Nisi with cepa sad withethet pain, sR the
future el my sister Penelope.
Oa. eradiate*, and this long letter
sada
Yesterday, Papa and 1, wal.k:ng i n the
moor, met Mrs. Cartwright, and learned
full particulars d Lydia. prom your di-
rection her mother found her ou•, in a
sort of fever, bronght on by want. t f
course, everything had been taken from
the' Helaington cottage for Preens s
I debts. She was turned nut with only
the clothes she wore. But you know all
this already throught Mrs. Ansdell
Mrs. Cartwright is sure it was you
who sent Mn. Ansdell to them, and that
the money they recei%ed week by week
little creature I bad seen mod
attiring iu the genies etyIC
It seemed saris a dreadful thing fee Abet
helpless baby to die of want, or live u
turn out a reprobate.
"Think. papa," 1 cried, "d that poor
huh. soul had lino ear own Seek and
blood -if you war. Francis's father, and
this had been your gra.dcbid :"
To my sorrow, I had forgotte:i for the
time a part of poor Harry's story -the
I.egiuning of it; you shall know it some
day -it is all past now. But papa re-
membered it. He faltered as he walked
-at last he sat doves on s tree by the
ruadaide and said, "he must go home. •'
Yet still, either by aocideut or assign,
he took the way by the lane where s
1111s. Certerright's cottage. At the gate
of it a little ragged urchin was puking a
rosy face through the bars; and, seeing
papa, this small fellow gave a shout of
delight, tottered out and caught hold d
his art, calling him "Daddy." He
started -I thought he would have fall
bad biome . r. siaH rise ai to
W • neer saw lila ease- •
r'err, 1°dkist �ist(yti17 ! eau, Lydia
' seemed saddsaly to ree�ber cad times,
to become otnseiwa of what aka used to
he, and what she was now. Al',oin a
Inglis ant of way, of hew guilty she had
4b�•eu toward her s.i.tree. aad our Gaily.
How bog, or how deep the feeling was,
I cann•it judge, but she certainly did
feel She hung her bead, and tried to
draw honed away from my area.
"I d rather not trouble you, Waits
Dora, thank you.' I said it was no
trouble, she had better lie still till she
felt nrong.r.
,' "You don't mean that. Nut such as
Imo.
he trembled so: my poor old father.
When I lifted the little thing out of
his way, 1, too started. It is strange al-
ways to see a face you know revived in a
child's face; in this instance it was shock -
this this
em I
h
ale
the house --bow abe used to to., singing
over her work of mornings, pour irhno-
erg-pitiful. My fuer thought was, we
must never let Penelope come 'sat this
way. I was carrying the buy off -I well
, knew where. when Pana called me.
` "Stop. Not alone- nut withc ut your
father...
- It was but a few steps, and we stood
I said I did mot know, unless it
that, which must come over people
have been very unhappy -the wit
save other people as much unp'.eaaan
s
neas they can.
"Explain yourself. I do not and
stand."
When he did, he mid abruptly:
"Stop' It was well y•,u waited too
suit with Inc. If your own delicacy dd
not teach you better, I muMy dao
:cl
ter -the daughter of the cher-an
the parish --cannot possibly be al!. ,wed
interfere with these profligates.
" My heart sunk like lead.
"But you, papa ? They are here : y.
as the rector, must do something. W
shall you do ?"
He thought a little.
"I shall forbid then the church an
was
a
who Lot Lyd, if that white, this, ensure
Irish
on the doorsill of Mrs. Cartwright'
cottage. The old womat snatched up
the child. and I heard her whisper some- And h x -you will hardy
thing about "Rue-Lyddy-raway.'
un ere, Ma
aught true: Trotters* being quite in
capable; indeed, he will hardly stir from
the corner that !sada to hs wiles nem,.
You will hair. heard already that the
heir w ardently looked for has ort%
*poi a teff l,.dy Aegmeta e
wiisi Jin give AN to address
MA 1 took aero to post tetyeslf, would
have stilted you et your .blue's adety,
it vas !seg doubtful It will
spa ser thn/ she ie in ex-
cel*, s uledtertl ettesdasts
'known to me parotetaioually, and
Lady hereto being areal mother t.. her
is tesdea em and mrtttety.
Yea will wonder how I came here. It
was by acident-- taking a Saturday holi-
day which u advi►able n .w mud then;
sad Treherne's mother de•.ained we as
being the only person who had any con -
teal over leer sun. Poor fellow : he was
almost out of his mind. He never had
any trouble before, and he knows not
how to bear it. He trembled in terror
thus coming face to face with that mes-
seager of cud who puts an end to all
merely mortal juts -was paralyzed et
the fear of losing his blessings, which,
numerous as they are, are all of this
wield My love, whom I thought to
have seen tonight, but shall nut see -
1 I told her she must know she had done in their worst distress came from you. I for how long l -things are more equally
• .a, I was carer ter her would mg- •
liveli- I ''For it was jest like our doctor, sir- j
as is kind to peer glad rich- I'm sure he !
used to look at yes, sir, m if he'd do
I looked toward h an hi
me very wrong, but if she was sorry for She aid. w papa while we stood talk- j balanced than we suppuae.
and w e
help her if we scald to aa honestbir
"What, and the .d, too r
papa; a answered
distinctly. bat sternly: "Principally for
the sake of the child."
*pin to sob. She attempted
ti
no exculpaon—expressed no penitence
-just lay and sobbed like a child. She
is hardly more, even yet--oaly nineteen
I believe. fro we sat -papa as silent as
we, resting on hi. stick, with his eyes
fixed on the cottage floor, till Lydia
turned to me with a sort of fright
"What would Miss Johnston say if
she knew r"
s I wondered, indeed, what my sister!
+
would say.
t. i huddled up in the onrner were she, never
attempted to move.
t-1 Papa walked up to her.
er- I.'Young woman, are you Lydia Cart-
wright, and is this your child f"
"Have you been meddling with him I
Y. better nut' I .ay, Franky, what
'n- have they been doing to mother's
°eaFranky r"
g° She caught at him, and hugged him
"f close, as mothers do. And when the
t' boyo evidently both attracted and puzzled
by papa's height and gentlemanly clothes
tried to get back to him, and again
'u' called him "Daddy," she said angrily,
hat "No, no. 'tie not your daddy. They're
no friends o' yours. I wish they were
out of the place, Franky, boy."
the sacrament omit them from my c
it:w, end take every lawful weans to g
them out of the neighborhood: Th
for my family's sake and the parish
thanthey may carry tloor currustion el
where."'
st
"But they may nut be wholly corrupt.
And the chill- theinno:e;.t, unfortunate
child 1"
1 uu wish us away. No wonder.
herr- if Are yon not ashamed to leak us in the
et t face- ray daughter and me f"
f But papa might hare said ever so
much more, without her heeding. The
ss' l child h
wise avin led
v. I o1 .cif -do, re :lout 7..:. r he r<nou^eu
The sinless must suffer with the guilty ;
there is no hope for either."
"Oh, papa," .I cried in agony, "Christ
did not say r ,i He said, Go. .v J 4111 1w
mete. Was I wrong ? If I was, I suffered
fur it. What followed was hard to bear.
Max. if ever I am yours. alt. tether in
your power, I wonder will y..0 ever give
Inc those sort of bitter. cruel words
Words which people, living under the
sans. roof, think nothing; of using, mean
nothing by them. yet they cut sharp like
swords. The flesh close•. up after them.
but oh, they bleed•+ -they blce.1' Dear
Max. reprove me as you will, however
much, but het it be in love, not in anger
or sarcasm. S.metimea people drop
carelessly, by rl:diet firesides, and with
good -night kis following, as papa get-
up
er
to me, words' which leave a smir for yea
g sett hself on her lap,
placing with the ragged cotmterp.ne
that wrapped her instead of a shawl,
Lydia seemed to care for nuthin.. She
lay }nicht with her eyes shut, still, and
!'white. We may be sure of one thing-
d.she has preferred t.. starve.
"Silence, Dara. It is written, Pi
t., crrtne.
Next day I wasjust about to write and
ask you to find some other plan for hell
ing the Cartwrights, since we neither o
us would choose to persist in one duty a
the expense of another, when paps cal
led me to take a walk with him.
fa it nee strange the way in which vote
meek seem to. take op the thread of Our
dropped hopes sod endeavors and wind
them up for ifs, we see int now, till it is
all done ' New was I more surprised
than when papa. stopping to lean on my
arm and catch the warns, pleasant wind
that came over the mo",mo said su,idealy:
"Dunnot be too
begged the old
please, :tilos Dora
like yon. and he w
young gentleman.
blame. "
hard upon her. air,"
woman. "Lunnot,
. She bean/ a lady
ere such a tine coating
It's he that's moat to
My father said sternly, "Has she left
him. or been deserted by him -I mean
Mr. Francis Chartetis i"
"Mother," screamed Lydia, "what's
that ' What hare they come for1 Do
they knout anything about him ?"
She did not, then.
"Be quiet, my lass," said the mother,
soothingly, but it was of no use.
"Mis*D•an,-cried the girl, creeping to
me, and speaking in the same sort of
childish, pitiful tone in which she need
a to come and beg Lisabel and me to in -
e tercede for her when she had annoyed
re Penelope, "do, Miss Dora, tell me. I
don't want to see him, I only want to
bear. i've heard nothing since he sent
me a letter from prison, saying I was to
take my things and the baby's and go.
I don't know what's became of him, no
more than the dead. And, miss, he's
that boy's father -miss -please—"
She tried to go down .0 her knees,
ut fell perm. on the finer.
Max, who would have thought, the
f
"Dora. what Mold possess you to talk
to me as you did last night 1 And why,
if you had any definite scheme in your
head. did you relinquish it so eashlyl-'
"papa, you forbade it. "
"So, even when differing from your
Ether, you c.ns,der it right to /hag
bias fYe
"e, .xewp.t - -
"Play it out. child. -
'Iiseept in one .d any (hay which 1
felt to he not less aired than the one I
ewe t. my father
He made no rrpli
day before. that this clay. I should have
(lase titbit. with Lydia Cartwright's
head on my lep.treing to being bee bock f
to this miserable life of here; that papa 1
would have steed by and sees me do it
without a word of blame '
"It's the hummer," tried the smother.
"You see, she isn't used to it now; be 1
always kept her like • lady."
Papa tensed and walked o int of the I
cottage. 1 afterward found oat that he
had bought the k.ef at the baker's shop
down the village, and got ole. bottle .{ ;1
wine from his privat* .spho.s•l in the ; I
J credit it, nobody would, if it were an in-
cident in a book -something occurred,
which, even now, seems hard]y p..sai
- as if I must have dreamed it all
Through the open cottage door a lad
walked right in, looked at us all. inched
ing the child, who stopped in its munch
ling of bread to stare at her with wid
open blue eyes -Francis's eyes: and the
lady was my sister Penelope.
She walked in and walked out again
before we had our wits about us suflici-
I ently to speak to her. and when I rose
and ran after her, she had slipped away
somehow, so that I could not find her.
How she came to take this notion into
her head, after being for weeks shut upm
indoors; whether she discovered that
the Cartwrights had returned and cae
here in anger, or else, prompted by some
hale
1
•
e-
t,
restless instinct, to have another loo
at Francis's child -none of us can
guess; nor have we ever dared too en
quire.
When we got home, she was lying in
her usual place on the sofa, as if she
wanted us not to notion that she had
been out at all. Still, by papa's desire I
spoke to her frankly -told her the cir-
cumstances of our visit to the two wo-
men -the destitution in which we found
them: and how they should }.e got
away from the village as soon as pos-
siblSle.
ee made no answer whatever, but lay
absorbed, as it were -hardly m..ring.
except an occasional nervous twitch, all
afternoon and evening. until I called her
in to prayers, which were shorter than
usual -papa being very tired. He only
read the collect, and repeated the Lord'sPrayer, in which,in the voices thatfulluw-
ed his, I distinguished, with surprise,
Penelope'.. It had a steadiness and
sweetness such as I never heard before.
And when- the servants being gon-
ane went up to papa, and kissed him, the
change in her manner was something al-
most startling.
"Father, when shall you want the in
the district again r mid she.
"My dear Rid
"Because I am quite ready to go. I
have been ill, and it has made me un-
mindful of many thing. ; but I am bet-
ter now, ]spa, I will try to be a good
daughter to you. I have nobody but
She spoke quietly and softly, bending
her head upon bis grey hairs. He kissed
and blessed her. She kissed o)e, too
yt ng in the world for you -aa many's
the time I've seed him a -sitting by your
bedside when you was i1L If there ever
was a man living as did good to every
poor could a. came in his way, it be Dt.
Urquhart.
Papa said nothing.
After the old wuutan hed gone, he ask-
ed if I had any plans about Lydia Cart-
wright.
1 had one, which we must consult
about when she is better -whether she
might not, with her good education, be
wide one of the achoolmistremes that
you say go from Dell to cell instructing
female prisoners in these model jails
•
ouy Theo.:ora, amoiag the rest is, that
when a man marcs.., ur 1'vea *LLL the
hope .: nearryiey, lei him lime been
ever s, reserved, his whole nature opens
out -he becomes soother creatQ., /n de-
gree toward everybxdr, but glhsai et all
to her he has Anson. How siNred I
ass you would mile to see, wee nisi lit
ole lady to compere these lung rotten
with the brief, businem-lila pnodgeti.o&s
whish have heretofore borne the sig;tia
tore "Max Urtukart.'
o ,ses. little. It bas hese
h.,n1oprrableufy,.rua renumbera of yesss. My
father was proud j of it, and Dulls.
Do you like it Will y lite it when -
if ---No, let 'uv trust in Heaven, and
key ik..e you bear it 1
Th,..0 pullers of mine which you Saw
in the Time. - 1 am glad Mr. Johnston
read their; or, it least, you suppose he
did. 1 bcFeve they are doing good, and
Vast n,y name is becoming pretty well
known in c.•nn-'ctiou with then&, especi-
ally its this town. A pr vincal repute
tion has its advantages; it is more un.
doubted -store complete. In London a
roan may shirk and hide; his nearest ac-
quaintance can scarcely know him the
roughly; but in the provinces it is differ
ant. There, if he has a flaw ie him,
either toi his antecedents, his .hamster,
or centime, be sure scandal will find it
1 o will be sorry about the little o.r:e.pat, for she hat every opportunity. Al-
Treherne seems indifferent, his whole i so public opinion is at once stricter and
thought being naturally hie wife; but inure narrow-minded in a plate like this
Sir William is greviously disappointed. than in a great metropolis. 1 am glad
A son, too --and he had planned bonfires
and bell-riegings, and rejoicings all over
the estate. When he stood looking at
the little white lump of clay, which is
the only occupant of the grand nursery
,prepared for the heir of the Treherne
1 Court, I heard the old man sigh as if for
a great misfortune.
You will think it none, since your
sister lives. Be quite content about her
-which is easy for me to say, when I
know how long and anxious the days will
seem at Rockmountft might have
been better for some things if you, cath- Your sister being absent will make
er than Miss Johnston, had come to take things easier for you. You will not
charge of your sister during her recovery have need to use any of those cunceal-
to leo earning a.;;o..e! name here, in this
honest, hard-wurliug, commercial dis-
trict, where my fortunes are, apparently
cast, and where, having been a "rolling-
stnne" all my life, 1 tnean to settle and
"gather mus" if I aro--moss to mak
e a
little neat soft and waren for -any love
knows who.
Writing this about the impossibility of
keeping anything secret in a town like
this reminds me of something which I
was in doubt about telling you or not; `
finally I hare decided that I will tell you.
But I hesitated to start this project to
papa, so I told him I must think the f row I shall leave this great house with
but maybe all is well as it is. To -mor -
matter over. i its many happinesses, which have run
"You are growing quite a thinking s' near a thence of being overthrown,
woman, Dura; , who taught you -who i and go tack to my own solitary- life, in
put it into your mind to act as you do?' which nothing of ,•t•ra.mal intere..t ever
you who were such a thoughtless girl. : visits me but Thevlura•s lettere,.
Speak out, I want to know?" There were two things I intended to
I told him, naming the name of wy tell you in my Sunday letter; shall I
dear Max, the first time it has ever pass + them still 1 for the more things you h
ed my lips in my father's hearing .ince , to think about the better, and one
that day. It was received in silence. them sea my reason for suggesting
Some time after, stopping suddenly, presence here rather than Your el
papa said to Inc. "Dora, tom. day, I sister's. (Do too imagine, though, y
know you will go and marry Dr. Urge_ coming was urged by ins wholly
hall." other people's sakes. The eight of
What could I say 1 Deny it -deny lest for a few hours -one hour—P
]lax-my love and my husband ? or tell Pie talk of water in the desert -
my father what was not true I Either thought .1 a green field to those
was impossible. have been months at sea -well, ,that
what a glimpse of your little face wo
menta which must be so painful in a
home. Nevertheless, I do think Miss
Johnston ought t.. be kept ignorant of
the fact that I believe -nay, ani almost
certain -Mr. Francis Charteris is at the
present time living iu Liverpeed.
No wonder that all ony •uquiries in
London failed. He has just been (Jul-
ian charged from this very jail. It is more
ave , than likely he was arrested for liabilities
of bong owing, or contracted after his past
your fruitless visit to his uncle, Sir William.
deal I could easily find out. hut hardly eon -
oar, aider it delicate to make inquiries, as I
for ' did not, you know, after the debtor -
you whom a turnkey here reported to have
eo- said he knew ore. Debtors are not cri-
the urinals by law -theirirarl is justly held
who private. 1 never visit any of them un -
is less they come into hospital.
old Therefore my meeting with Mr. Char-
d I teris was e,ureh• accidental. Nor do I
. believe he rec,;-nis_d ire -1 had stepped
bid aside into the warder's room. The two
hat ether discharged debtors passed through
ing the entran_e-gate, and quitted -the jail
ion imruediictely. but he 'lingered, elerringo a
I ear to be sent fur, and inquiring where
it- one could get handsome and comfortable
he lodgings i;. this horrid Li ren. . i. H.
ed hated c t.::,;ercial town. '
Yet will ask, woman-like. how he
looked? Ili mud worn. with sentething
of the shabby. "pour gentleman" aspect,
with which we here are only too familiar.
k So we walked on, avoiding conver-
sation until we came to our own church-
- yard, where we went in and sat in the
porch, sheltered from the noon heat,
which papa feels more than he used t..
do. When he took my arm to walk
home, his anger had vanished; he spoke
even with a sort ..f melancholy.
"I don't know how it is, my dear, 'but
the world is alterint; fast. Pe. edit preach
strange doctrines, and act in strange
ways, such as were•nev-er though of when
I was young. It may be fur good or for
evil --I shall tind out by-and-by. I was
dreaming of your mother last night: you letter. Say also t the old woman tha
are growing very like her, child." Then trust sue receives regularly the loon
suddenly, "Only wait till I am dead, er, aaaeuter winds her through 11
and lou will be free, Theodora" which indeed is the only time I ever e
My heart felt bursting: oh, Max, y.qt Lydia alone. But I meet her often
do not mind me telling you these things! the warts, as she goes from cell to c
What should I do if I could not thus teaching the female priaonera; and
open my heart to you 1 is good to see her sweet, grace look
Yet it is not altogether with grief or
her decent dress and mien, and Ler i
without hope that I have thought over expressible humility and tenlrrness t
what then passedbetween pipe and me. watvi Beery. ix,dy. She puts me in min
He knows you—knows, too, that neither of words P.11 know, which in email
yen nor I hare ever deceived hint in sense other !hearts than poor Lydia
anything. He was fond of you once; I might often feel -tis; those love mo
think sometimes he misses you still, in to whom most has been forgiven. Bin
little things wherein you used to pay trig this, though not in reference to he
him attention, less like a friend than a in a ceiversatien with the governor, h
observed rather coldly, "He heard
said Dr. Urquhart held peculiar opinion
upon carne and punishment -that, i
fact, he was a little too charitable.-
she
haritable."
be to Inc. But I canuot get-, it; an
must not moats.
11 -hat was I writing about.' Oh, to
you tell Mrs. Cartwiigiit fr..m Inc t
her daugnter is well in health, aad dt
well After her two utonthe' probat
here. the governor, t , whom alone
communicated her history names urs
ted), pronounces her quite fitted for t
situati•ut, and she will Le appoint
thereto. This is a gre.tt satisfaction to
me. as she was selectee solely en my re-
commendation, hacked by Mrs. Ans1411's
t I
ey I .•:erhearl the�t;:rr,key joking with the
carman about taking loin to •ihandatte
ee rooms. Also, there was about him an
in ominous tar of what we in Scotland call
elp the "d own-drituel.t.' a term the full 7!
it nie niug of which yeti p h .drably;. do not
s, understanl-I trust yin' never may.
n- •
•e You wi1lLesce t.y its date how many
d days ego the first part of t11is letter was
er writie:.. I 1-ept it back till the cruel sus-
s pense of your sister's sudden relapse was
at ended --thinking it a pity your mind
t- should be burdened with an addition]
r, care. You have had, in the meantime,
e the daily bulletin fruit Treheme Court -
it the daft '•
son.
Now, Max, do not think 1 am grieving
-do not imagine I have cause to grieve.
They,are as kind to me as ever they can
1 tithed, thinking that, ..f al! men,
be My home is as happy as any hemp 1 Dr. Urquhart was the one who had the
could be made, except one, which,
mwhether we shall ever find or not, God the st reason to be most chartable. 'aad
kineses. In hist the governor fixed hie eyes upon me
q evee;ings such ea this, somewhat unpleaesntly. Any one run -
when, atter s taint' day, it ham just
cleared up to time for the sun to go
ning counter, as I do, to several popular
prejudices, is sure not to be without ene-
mies 1 should be sorry, though, to have
displeased so honest a man, and one Irbil,
widely as we differ in some things, is al-
ways safe to deal with, frog ha posses-
sing that rare quality, justice.
You see, I go on writing to you of my
matters just m I should talk to you if
yos sat by my ode now with your hand
is Mee and your head here. An you
fogad two gray hairs in those hong locks
d yeas last weak. Never mind, love.
To mire you will always he young.)
1 write m 1 hope to talk to you ase
day. I neves was among thane who be
here that a moan should helped' hie mares
wares from his wife. T' the is a t-,,.
wf'e, she will mtr»t lea 1 them ,•r his
face. or the of theca: he had !tetter
tell them tet. and have them over. i
have learned .ashy thine% eines 1 fogad:
y .hie from Inc.
s Hu* are you, my childl for you hay*
n forgotten t , say. Any ruses out an your
cheeks? Look in the glass and tall rhe,
I must know, or I must conte and .es.
Remember your life is part of anise,
now.
Mrs. Treherne is n,;ivsleeeent--u you
know. I saw hsr on Monday for the
first time. She is changed, certainly: it
will be bong before she is anything like
the Liebe' Johnston of ley recollection,
full of health aad physical enjoyment.
But do not pieve. S ometunse, to have
gone near the ptes of death, and nturn-
e1, hallows the whole future life. I
thought, as I lett her, lying contentedly
os ler area, with her bend in her hus-
band's, who sits watching as if truly the
were given back to hien from the grace,
that it rosy be good for those two to hare
been so nearly parted. 1t may teach
t>�, according to a line you ewes re-
peated to me (yon see, though I sin not
poetical, I remember all your bits of
poetre., t,
she passed, and then went away to bed down d hed
withont any more explanation.
Bat from that time and it is now
three days ago -Penelope has resumed
bee .strut place in the household -taken
ep all her .dd duties, and even her old
piseeares, for i mw her in the green.
ham this morning. When she called
sae. is armething ..t the firmer, quick,
imperative voice, to look at an air plaint
that was just aiming into [rower 1 mold
not see it for tears.
Neverthless, then is in her a dila-
en.-e. ?lot her anions, almost elderly -
Doling tact, trot bee manner, oho* hos
oat is sharpness, sad a an gentle
..net imam that when she gives her owlets
the *errant* aettwllyetere--bet the tine
venous er'mp osure which is •vide t in
her whoie demeanor; o' -o t,..lriny a
-,ire in w'w hove., • • to...,..' •',st
vestry. He rtRtsrwed with both -one in
each pocket -the, sitting down on the
chair, cut the tweed and pouted /tut the
wine, and fed them dirge himself. with
Me •.w,, heads. We Amar• fat/ or '
an is going own, peacefully
in amber el..ry, with the trees standing
rip so purple and stiff, and the moorlands
tying bright, and the hill. distinet even
to their very last faint nm -- in such
evenintpo as this, Max, when I want you
and anent find yoo, bet have to leers
to sit still by myself, as nnw, I leans to
think eleu of the meeting which Asa no
farewell. of the rest that comes to all in
time, of the eternal home. We shall
reach that sow* day.
Your faithful Tnronoa,.
CHAPTER XXXiI1.
nim teroay.
Treherne Omit, Sunday night.
My dear Theiniols-The aesw.r to my
NMtfrem hes Jst arrived. attd 1 find it
is Your eishr.• *hoes we are to etpmat
and roc, 1 shwa?l wort her ,nyen11 be the
' • • tans
✓ ,.,, • of
.... a tote, aner-
' ' 1• "'" i by ter •• .:...f itt
the .tory of
the IF. •„•_