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Home My WebLink AboutThe Wingham Times, 1911-06-29, Page 9AMAMAPAfftet& "szitt 464P-oaitalWARARAW, Parted at the Altar py LAURA JEAN. LI13/3E14 Author of 'When Lovsly Ma.iden Stantipe to. Folly,"' "Olives °Wet-, ship," 4;.Witsti His Love Ore* Cenci," Lte. Orkg%1=74 4 iirtiVrereark agaln. Did you Speak?"' With a low, shuddering Moan. 1 "You spoke— ot —Baltimore," mule ! muted, Doris. "I—I never hear the nome a of that place mentioned without suffer - 41 lug the keenest pain. The greatest sorrow cvf my life came to roe there." "Try to forget it, my dear," tithised 1 the nurse, eoothIngly, "I Wish to heaven I could forget!" sobbed Doris, bitterly, . "I will tell you some little anecdote' 'of others that will help you to forget," said the nurse, &owing up her chair eloee by. the concha "Yon will get so interested in other people.'s woes that ,you Will quite forget your own." • A sad smile hovered amnia Doris's lovely mouth. . One of the saddest oases that ever came under my observation was that of A young nuin who was brought to the Baltimore hospitial one morning. lie Was a victim, to a street acoident that had just occurred, A pair of runaway horses bad nearly trampled him to death its he was crossing the walk." "1. do not want to hear about it," eald • Doris. "It would only make me sad. Tell me of something. more cheerful. A. touching, pitiful story :always brings tears to my eyes." "But this one Is eo strangely renown tio," persisted the nurse, "so like the page of a novel, that you could not help feeling interested in it," To gratify the old nnrse, who seenaed bent upon telling this story, Doris it lost consented to listen. "I shall at lenst forget the darkness and coldness of my own past, end the desola- tion of the future, while she is relatIng it," elle thought, with a weary smile. How little Doris drowned., tit she com- menced her story, how vitally • interested she was in it, and that this hour would no the turning point of her life. "As I was saying," continueti the • nurse, "the young man who was brought into the Baltimore hospital that morn - Ina was suffering from a severe blow on 'the head, produced by a plunging, ran - away liorse. I remember it all quite as well as though it happened yesterday; .and it was ahnost four years ego. The dootors all depleted the poor fel- low would not live. llow sorry I felt for him. He was so young and so hand- some; stricken down without warning in a single instant. "He is some mother's Idolized son -a some young girl's lover," I sighed, as I e bent over him, gently pushing the dark, •damp curls back from his white forehead. "There was not a. line about him by ; which he could- be 'identified. "But, contrary to the doctors' expecta- tions, he 'did live—though the terrible siege of brain. fever through which he passed woille. have killed many another than lees strongly constituted; yet, even with•returning health, the danger was by no xneans past. It was feared his rea- son would be impitired, the blow over the base of the brain had been such a terrible one. The decision the doctors arrived at Was quite correet—the poor fellow's reason was but partially re- stored. Be. could ,not recollect what brought him to Biiltimore, or. indeed, .events that had happened for some time back, otherwise his brain wag clear senough. • ' " 'There seems to be some strange, undefined thought ever striving for re- cognition in my brain, nurse,' he would •often say' to me; 'something hat I ought to do seems weighing on my mind, but I cannot think whht it "'Do not try,' I advised. 'It is prob- •ably only some sick fancy. No cleat, if • it is anything very important, it will come back to your memory soontr or later.' • "'1 wishs I could throw off the weight of depression at will, he answered, with •a sad smile and a dreamy look in his dark eyes. 'I have often heard of men who have been haunted' by some lost thought for long years, and I always •laughed heartily at the notion. Now I -$0 1 4, Is .4 4 WWW\VVVVAI Doris had donned book on her pillow TIN %INGHAM TIMES, JUICE 29 1911 7 white %ace. HI only meant te draw her And It ban all been brought abent leY 1 C1142TER XXXVI`""AT /487" Clinging gotelen miens Irons, sne mating 1, fameent. thoughto from eer own troubles. y letter 0Weltdolth held in her hend. There had not been so lunch rejeleing terrible beak -sot." I the peptecript that intentled paying follewing Week -4 and had earsiething ifeerned a Wonderful story to Mr$. am a vietuu to a v.. mom thougnt met - self.' "I never shall forget the day his father come for him to take him home, There were tears in the eyes or the proud old benker as he extended his hand to me, 44 "Yee have nursed my son through a long and •dangerous innesea be Fatal. 1 sin more indebted to you than words olin express, if I can be of service to you at any time in life, you. have but to cnfl upon nie,' he added, warmly. 'Your careful nursing, I firmly believe, has • been the direct cause of saying my son Feederielee life.' • "Why, are you 111?" oried the • old nurse, springing to Doris's sttle. MU antic" Ohs will gtve the poor child n Wit8 CarStiele, and read Pa I at iNhornton Villa for years Re there was during the hour that followed Dovls'a She lost ne. time in iternintstertni ee, thent tlytng visit "Me titne during the return. etorativee, and soon the lovely blue eyeril flared open, and, they rested on the old. nureeni face; there Was aa gleam se Strangely bright in them that Mrs, Lin, Wend, the old narse,was glette frightenen. WW1 great sob Derts struggled up to o tithing posture and caught eagerly at the old nurse's hands. "Was It a dreamt" she orted, inoelter- ently. "Tell me—w4$ 0 a dream?" "Was what a (*Minn, my dear?" asked, the old nurse, in a puzzled wonder, look - trig in affrtght at the girl's flushed face. A'That it was fate that separated Fred,- ertolf. and me!" •gasped Doris. "That he did not mean to desert me so hortlessly I Oh, there has been a most horrible mite takes -it mistake that has wrecked two lives!" she cried out, incoherently. "Listen, nurse," she cried, vehemently. "I am that most unhappy bride Who wedded. Frederlok Thornton secretly and came with him to Baltmore, lmore and who had every reason to believe that he had wilfully deserted ale." "You!" cried the old nurse in the greotest amazement. "Yes, I," repeated Doris, sobbing as though her heart would break, "It must have been the hand of fate that led ene to you, nurse, end prompted you to re - Veal to nut Frederick Thornton's story, .And ohthe joy of knowing he never • meant to be false to me! Oh, nurse, nurse, those words have made me well!" Mrs. Linwood almost believed it es she looked at the girl's beautiful flushed face, and her eyes bright as eters. Long and earnestly the old nurse and Ennis talked the matter over; and. Doris told her all of her pitiful. story from be- ginning to end, "Now that you know all, nurse," she CHAPTER XXXIV.--FREDERICK THORNTON'S WIFE, "Hew foothill I am to be so agitated at the nome—Freddrick," thought Doris, recovering her composure by , a violent effort. "Of course there is more than one "Frederick,' in the world." Ah, how she loved the handsome young 'husband whom she was, even then. hiding from. All her wealth seented dross to her, because she had missed Frederick Thorn - ton's love. ' By a great effort Doris collected her scattered thoughts, and listened to what the old nurse was saying:— "Are you ill, child? • Why, you are as white as a ghost." "No, I am not ill" replied Doris; "it was only a sudden pain at my heart. Pay go on; I am • listening to your story. And the old nurse did. go on 'with the strange revelation that was to change the current of two lives. "As I was saying,": the continued, "the whole family of the rich banker was very grateful for the excellent care • I had taken of handsome Mr. Frederick, end grew to know them well—so well that when I was transferred from Balti- more to the New York hospitaln. stopped a week at their beautiful home. "And it was then that I heard the tragic) etory that has darkened poor Mr. Frederick's life ever since the hour ot that fatal sickness." Doris was beginning to feel strangely interested in the narrative. She could not tell why. She was listening intently, her little hands locked tightly together in her lap, her large blue eyes never leaving the old nurse's face. ' "I told you of the blank in poor Mr. Frederick's mind when he left the hospi- tal," she gontinued, "and of something Which•hefelt had escaped from Ms mems cry, try hard ashe would to recall it. He could not oven remember what had brought him •to Baltimore, or why he was there." "Yes, you told that before," said Doris, impatient at the repetition. "Upon that hangs the tragedy which followed," answered the nurse, wiping a tear from her eyes with her long white apron. 'Poor Mr. Frederick went back to his home, and his mother and sisters and his old sweetheart, who was visiting there, gave the idol of the family a royal welcome. It Was almost like having him back from the grave—hehad bee* so near the borders of eternity. "'Xhis sweetheart was it pretty, dark - eyed girl, who thought a heap of Master Frederick, and the great fuss she made over his return flattered his vanity, of course. He never knew before quite how Much film cared for him. "When he asked her to marry him, and she consented, nothing could have pleased his family more. "The day was set for the wedding, the bride's trousseau was ordered, the invita- tions for the grand wedding were given out, and the day set for the marriage. was fast drawing near. "Then, suddenly, and without warn- ing, the strangest event happened that ever happened in any young man's life. "One evexneg, while snalkieg With his sweetheart, he was suddenly confronted Wontlerint to tell them—that is, If eon have not learnen all about it from Fred. eriok ere this," elle ended. And It Vas as to what this 'wonderful news could be they were lust then die- euseing, "1 hone my brother has not marrien that artful Vtrtan at last," oried Trixy, "and I am almost snre it is that, for did not 'Frederick Write lts himself nearly siX Weeks ago, these Mongol Words— 'ho had something wonderful to tell us, when he MAO home'?' "I used to think so much of Vivian, three years ago," sighed Mrs. 'Thornton. "It was the.one desire of pay life to see her Vreeerielne wife—and now I am only too thankful that they drifted asunder." "Perhaps the artful young widow has acoomplished that Which the young girl failed to do--eaiught Frederick in her tolls after ell,At said Ist14hel. "Whet if it should be about Gerald Marston, the oldlover whom Vivian threw ovet. for Frederick three years ago, would you care, Gevendolin?" askea Trixy, looletng roguishly at her sister. 4 F4.110 •could say nothing about him tliat could affeat me," said Gwendolin Thornton, proudly. "She might say that she had met him agoin, and at sight of her dark eyes the old flame of love has been relidlited in his breatst, and he has laid his heart and fortune at her feet a second time." "I should not believe it," returned Givendolin, quietly. "All love for Vivian died out of Gerald's heart long ago. He told me so only the last time he called. Oh, internee," she cried, turning her blushing face towed her mother, "shall I tell Isabel and Trtxy what else he said?" she stammered, hiding her rosy lace in her handkerchief. "I will tell them for you, my dear. They may as well know first as last," smiled Mrs. Thornton. "Gerald asked. your sieter Gwendolin to become his wife my dears." There was a Perfect ' shower of ohs! •8114 8115! from two pairs of lips, and in a trice, Isabel and Trixy were by their sister's side, covering her blushing face with kisses, declaring the lovers had - stolen a mart% on them. They had not even suspected such a tender state of affairs. "Then it • really must be our poor brother Frederick whom Vivian has caught in her toils," declared 'Trixy, despairingly. "He does not write much like a happy lover," said Isabel, languidly. "There is certainly a tone of despondency running through his letters." "Ahonan' una you have almost for- gotten to -day is Thursday," said Trixy. "You know Frederick is coming here to -day." "How could I forget that, my dear?" smiled Mrs. Thornton. "I run counting the hours until he arrives. He will not be here until seven. It is only three now, my dear," consulting her jeweled watch. "X hear carriage wheels now, mamma," declared Trixy, springing to the bay - window, frmn• whence she had a very good view of the spiral drive that led to the front porch. "Yes, I see a carriage. The coachman is opening the door. It is not Frederick, erenuna. Two ladies are alightine." "Callers," commented Mrs. Thornton, ;rattling herself down in her chair and malting the inevitable. "Why, bless me, if it isn't old Nurse Linwood" cried Trixg, from her past of beery:4ton. "And there is a beautiful young lady with her, mamma; a young oul very lovely lady, elegantly dressed." Mrs. Thornton raised her eyebrows in well-bred surprise, but made no com- ment. A moment later there was the sound of voices in the corridor without. :Nurse Linwood and the butler, who had never been on good terms, were having a little altercation outside. "No ma'am'no; I cannot allow you end this lady to pass on to the drawing - room without being. announced. My lady would be very angry, indeed!" • "But I will pass ou without being onnounced!" declared Nurse Linwood, emphatically. "Mrs. Thornton will never consider it presumption on my part, be sure of that." • "Orders are orders, Mrs. Linwood," answered the man, sturdily. "All the ladiet of the faimly are in the drawing - room, and perhaps they might netlike to be intruded upon by yourforcing your way into their present°. I ask you again to wait here until I see whether they Will $oe you and this young wornan or not." "Fiddlesticks!" snapped Nurse Lin- wood. "Stand out of the way I say." "Do let the man announce us, nurse," whispered Doris. "I would far rather do it than raise a scene"; but old. Nurse isrtzirw000d was not to Ito shaken from her o "See what is the matter, Trixy, my' love," said Mrs. Thornton, knitting her breves into a dark frown. "I cannot understand what those loud voices on mean. If Nurse Linwood is out there, bid her to amuse in, by all means. Ah, Trixy, I can never repay the debt of gratitude 1 owe her. Her great care of him saved my darling boy's life." Trixy flew to the door and flung it °1146'110.h, it is you, is it, :Nurse Linwood?" she dialed. "Como right into the draw- ing-rootn." "Well, who has come out best now in the arguntent?" said the old nurse to the butler, as she drew Doris triumphantly past hint. "Why, I declare, Trixy! bow yen do manuer. "I do not think there is any need. for - the funire. "t Frederick We ht have beett chaneel" cried Kura flushing ra. little Bet he was not to be °indexer in this agitation, my di ear boy," she said. "You IlitWOOdand—a hely!" he an. 'rhornton and her daughters, that the famous beauty and !soirees of whom then had heard So much, was inneed Derie— Frederiek's bride. if you bed but mane Confidant of me and told me all, how different evetything neallin have been," crled. Terry, laughing and oryipg in a breath as she threw her ernes areund Dorls'a , nook, giving her reel olonfitehieneds girlish hug. "You are here just in tittle for Gwen- dolin's marriage," Trixy went on eager- ly; "and a very brilliant idea has (re- curred to me in commotion with it, We will have a double mannage. Yon shall be married; over again to Frederick, and, that will be your real wedding day. I 'will not hear a word on the subject in° the way of objection," &Oared, Trixy. 1 time to rest an "I must have my way a.bout this. sobbed faintly, "what would you advise me to do?" Oh, how eagerly, wistfully the lovely blue eyes scanned the wrinkled face ot. tlibfee.old nurse who had saved Fredericit'll Mrs, Linwood took the little, white. trembling hands. in her own, and smiled &nen into the eager, lovely young face. • "There is but one thing to say, my dear," she answered, slowly, "and that ni—to go back to your husband." Davis drew back with a sudden blush. "Nay, nay; do not let false modesty stand between you now," she counseled. "You are his lawfully wedded wife; and a wife's phew is by her husband's side." "Oh, nurse, if you. would but send for Frederick to come to me, telling him all," sobbed Doris, hiding her lovely Noe on the white, ruined pilloW. "I know a better way," declared Mrs. Linwood. "As soon as you are strong enough to stand the little journey I will take you to him. He is now at Thornton Villa, ' she answered. CHAPTER XXXV.e--DORIS GOES TO • FREDERICK'S HOME. It has often been said that "Love works wonders." This was especially true in Doris's case. From, that moment her rapid convalescence was most won- derful. In a week's time she Was able to undertake the short 'Journey to Thornton VI'l'illa‘ow strange it seems—going back to my—ints—husband,after being so strange- ly parted from him three long years ago;" said Doris., clinging to her com- panion's arm, half biughing, half sobb- ing, as the coach rolled swiftly along the sunlit streets, then struck into the shady road that led out into the suburbs. Oh, how joyously the birds warbled, looking at the lovely face In the carriage that whirled ,by with their bright little eyes, es mu& as to say; "We know where you are going; we hope you will have a royal welcome." Even the flowers seemed. to nod gaily to Doris from the roadside as she paseed theta. "Every mile brings me nearer to my love," murmured Doris, as she counted the mile -stones. And eet, when the great turrets and towers of Thornton Villa loomed up in the dtstance before her, she grasped her companion's arm with nervous dread. "I am coming to Frederick'shome un- invited," she breathed. softly. "I wonder if his mother and sisters will be glad or sorry when- they oeo mel" Then she reniembered. under what widely different ausploes she had crossed that threshold before. She blushed to re- member it—in disguise, and as his mother's paid companion. Now her for- tunes were strangely reversed. She • was heiress to a million now; a courted, petted society belle—a different person- age, 'indeed, from the lIttle nobody, the poor little dependent Whom Mrs. Thorn- ton would have considered no match for her handsome,' elegant son. "Of course they will be glad to see you, my dear," declared the old muse, warmly. "They know but too well how Mr. Frederick lias meurned and grieved lifter' you." • Trembling with excitement, she still clung to the old nurstne arm its the or- riage swept up the long enrved .driee te the porch. Mrs. Thornton and her three daughers, Isabel, Gwentiolin and Trixy, were seated in the drawing -room engaged in • quite a spirited dietrussion as theta particelar ,Caught a Cold Which Ended in a by a young and beautiful girl, What (thinned hixn as her husband." 4 You will have bare y me hour before luncheon," Trixy went on, gayly. "Remember who, is coming at Wen. And when he finds his darltng Doris is here—beneath this goof—he will not wait an instant until he sees you. These lovers are elways impatient ease- , tures. Great gootinessi how you are bloshing, Doris, But there! I must ren away. "Oh, dear! every one's love affair turns out happy but mine," murmured Trixy, with a little, half -suppressed sole "Gwendolin and her lover are to marry. Doris and Frederick are to be happy at last. • While Karl Lancaster, the young man I care for—Oh, dear, what a little goose I am for caring for a young man who does not dream of caring for me. But he does not know it and never shall. There's a great deal of consolation in that.'' 11 as a very happy six o'clock dinner they sat down to; but Doris could. not eat a morsel. But 80 one pretended to notice it, She was glad to escape to her room. She quite fancied they must hear the tuntultuous throbbings of her heart as the hands of the ebony and bronze clock on the rnantle traveled slowly— very slowly—toward the hour of seven. Suddenly there was it quick, imperative tap on the door, accompanied by Trixyle shrill voice, crying out, ininatientlYn- "Open the door, Doris, please. have something for you." Doris opened the door all in a flutter. • Had Frederick come, and was Trixy bringing a message front him? But, no. There stood Trixy, with a pretty white mull dress, half smothered in lace floun- osea and knots of bine ribbon, on her arm, "I'm going to convert you, in no time at all, into a veritable Cinderella, my dear Doris," elle cried. "As your trunks are not here yet, you must accept the loan of one of my dresses far this once. I want yon to. look ever so pretty in 'somebody's' eyes. And know that somebody will think you perfectly charm- ing in this." "Oh. how coed you are, dear," saki Doris, happy tears shining in her. blue eyes. "Don't mention it, or you will confuse me," aeolared Trixy, laconically. "Como now, Doris. You haven't much time to spare, I can tell you. See, it wants a quarter to seven now." Then the work of transformation be- gan. Doris was soon robed in the pretty ,i0N4te mull dress. and the leale blue sash linumeamaronammegainatomsemmitami val1911.1fitt111111111titlit111111111111111Hipiumo A great gasp broke front Doris's white lips. but the old nurse, not heeding it, sven't•on, shiwly "The. young girl cleimed hint, crying out that she had tracked him down at . last—the young husband who had mar- ried her, and had deserted her filmiest at Severe Attack of A the very altar." Agnin that horrible gasp broke from Doris's lips, and was unnoticed. Doris tried to speak, to cry out, but the worde died away in her throat. The room, the green trees outside the windosv, and the face of the old nurse, seemed whirling around her; and through it all, as if shrieked out, trumpet -tongued, upon the still Mt, she oould hear every word. that was uttered. "Then, in a flash--thatt NOM Mr. Frederick had•triett so hard id' In vain to rectal' when he reeovered from his dangerous illness, - came back to him. And it stencil: him dumb With horror. • "It was quite true. Ho had matted the lovely young girl, bringing her to Thiltimore en their 'Wedding trip; end etenning Mit to get a cigar, the terrible acoldent Ina eceurred which laid hint up fot long weeks in the hospital. And, oh,the pity of it I Think of it 1—picturo it! Whorl he had recoVered, it Was with a strange blank in his Initut. Ho had for- gotten the existence of the fair yoting bride he had brotight to Baltimore-4ov • get his marriage and all committed with it. Arad it Was all the More pititul, be- • Otis° it had been a secret One. EVen hiii relatives knew nettling of it. "Before lie 'could nnd Voice, in hitt horror, grief and amazement, to explain • this to the young bride who believed herself so cruelly deserted, and Intd traelted him down, ,ilnding him about to wed another, she nod fled, and"-" The rest Of the eentento never Was • finished. With the 'wildest try• that ever was heard, Doris sprang front the ouch, and stalk tieeee in a dead faint at the old • nurse's feet, th an inkant s'ho had ritiatid tho figttre in her strong Pneumonia. Tao much Olt* Cannot be laid on the .'fact that when a person catches cold it Must be attended to immediately, at serious remits Ake liable to fellow. 13ronchitiS, Pneumonia end Consump- tion are an Ciktrire4 by neglecting to cute thesimple cold. mit, '.6. vr. ilowman, Pattullo, Ott; writen—utetee years ago I caught s lcold which ended in a severe attack of Pneumonia. Since that Jima it the beginning of each winter I seem to catch cold very easily. 1 Immo been ad hoarse I was unable to speak loud enough, to be heard across the room. It winter, however, a friend advised Td0 to tty Ik. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup, Baying it had helped her. I bought it bottle and before it was half usg I was templetely 'eared. I also find it it good itedielno for the .childtert when they have colds." Ilowoe of the many imitations of Dia Wood's Xotway Pine Syrup. Ask for "Dt. Wood's" and insist on getting what yod ask for. It is put lip in a yellow wrapper; three pine trees the trade tearlq, the vice; 25 cents. Manufactured Only :by The AP. Iffibinti Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont., tame. and laid het ort the entreat again. 3c) Warned L" t, ac e e"d h tea:s of Ssrious berangernents of the Li'" e and Klalneys—Try Dr. -ase's Kidney -Liver P:11s, " s' !re% Inehe will" PAW- ". ' 4,110..• Tint it is net generally ".• so. 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"True, you. have not any dia- monds on—and I haven't any to loan you; but who would miss such trifles, gaztrig at such a bewitching, blushing face, and eyes briget as stars? Oit, every young fellow around here envy .Fretleriek though!" "Please don't, Beatrix," cried Doris, blushing redder than aver. "I'm so happy, and you are trying to make me "Aini'that rnoment the sound01carriage wheels was heard rolling up the avenue. "It's Frederick— at last!" &led Trixy, waltzing out of the room, but calling back with a saucy little roguish laugh: "Expect to be milled very hurriedly in five minutes time." ..end away she flew to allovr Doris te recover her composure; but that was easier said than done. How her face flushed and paled as she heard that well remembered votes in the corridor below—heard the tender. cheerful greet- ing that passed between him and the family. Then she knew, by the faint sound of their voices, they had taken Frederick into the drawing-roorn. How. long would it be before they wonia send for her? At the thought a sudden, girlish hea- ting' crept over her, and she felt like running away from Thornton Villa again. She went swiftly down the corridor into the consetnatory, but the perfume of the rem exotics seemed to stifle her, and she passed into the garden. ' How long she stood by the fountain who never knew, btit a few Ininutats seemed to elapse; then she heard TrIxy calling her mune; but she did not move • the BUOY Weuld bare affectetl het< 804" !c4 14'x; ll aPnl"s niniang)ni She nytttered, brushing back the lovely, /Isles & Toronto. PromptesDigestiOnicheerful- ness n,ndRestkontaitis neither nitn,morpticie vorXt.0944. OT. ...1101/11,1,•••••••••••, ertsnieetellefarrainWeLPallaME Anealdn Sard - .16c.1,14The • Reaf411,0 Sat, - Antre ,froi • 271te re: ig a:ra la fromyleed - riTZ frif. A perfnt Remedy for Constipa- tion , Sour Stomacti,Diarripea, Worms ,Convulsions,reverish- ness and Loss OF SLEEP. FacSimile Signature of are*tear NEW YORK. C STOMA For Infants and Children. The,Kind You Have Always Bought • Bears the Signature of EXACT COPYOF 'WRAPPen. esesesee In Use For Over Thirty Years CASTORIA THE CENTA R COMPANY NEW TOR C TY —no e -now lie must De Doris. She was leaning over the fountain's brim watching the stars that were re- flected in the rippling water, and think, Ing of Frederick—wondering how she would greet him—what words she would use. She longed. for, yet, girl -like, half dreaded the all-important momeut when it drew nigh. Down the lawn strode a tall figure, his heart in his eyes, as he watched the beautiful picture under the blossoming boughs. He crossed over to where she stood, coming up behind her, his footsteps making no sound on the thick, green grass. He bent over her so closely that his lips almost touched her golden curlc. for the husband whom you supposea, had cruelly deserted you, crying out you loved me, but would die to set me free that I might marry Viviate On that night, w :en I thought I had lost yon forever, I knew the bitterest pangs of torture a tnan's heart can know. But we will talk of the dark paet no moro, love. The' dark clouds have rolled away, and, thank heaven, the snnshine of love has illue mined our lives at last. "Come, dear, we will go into the house. They are sure to be tired of waiting for us." "I should think they were tired of waiting for you," eried a sauey voice Doris was looking dreamily over • behind them. hz roses, wondering, why the moonlight I It WaS Trixy, who had come up nist falling upon them at that monaent thne to hear that last remark. "They haven't the patience 'of Job, seemed to take it more golden hue; why the robins, singing their good -night songs in the branches of the beeches, s eemed so Soyous as they twittered and hopped from branch to branch; and gent for you both. There will be plentn why her heart commenced to beat evith • fouf ttuirmee,,for this billing and cooing in the rapture so keen ie was almost vain. Some subtle magnet caused her to turn They followed Beatrix, laughingly, her head —and then she saw him. into the drawing -room, where the whole Frederick Thornton was standing close family was gathered to receive them. beside her with extended arms, and a The girls would not hear to it that light on his handsome face that thrilled Frederick should claim his bride at once. her to the heart's core. It would be so romantle to do the wooing "7:aerie, my darling!" he whispered, all over again, and have it end in a with tremulous eagerness. grand wedding. Besides, that course, and With a little quivering ory, she naur- that course only, would prevent the start- mured ts-• ling story of the past from being-gieen "Frederick! oh, Frederick!" and the to the world, and causing n nine -days' ansextthelynwstoztunitd hhisoladrihnesretnhfrooludgedh hirer); rjeuusst_ tensation, they declared. And, for the latter reason, impatient ed doge to his throbbing hearaand love's IS ho was to Plaine Doris, Frederick was passionate kisses were burning the fair, forced to admit that plan was best. sweet face, the rosy mouth and rippling That afternoon a telegram was sent to golden curls. the Laneasters, informing them that "You know all, Frederick? My terrible Doris was at Thornton Villa,. xalstake?" she faltered. "Of course, I am very glad to think "Yes, all, my darling," he answered, Doris and Frederick Thorntou are to be taking her white hands and clasping happy at last," said Airs. Ilene:toner that them round his nook and firmly folding night to her husband. "lark oh! how' them there. "It was it terrible, yet a very sorry I am for our Karl! Doris has natural mistake, which any one would wrecked Ms life! He loved her so went have inade under the circumstances. We He—he—told tee so," she sobbed. have been near being severed for life, "He is young; time will mini all that. my darling; but thank heaven, the past His heart is voiy sutceptible. The next —is past. Yesterday at this atria I pretty girl he meets is quit. liable to thought I had lost you forever, Doris, retch his heart in the relgetrial." and life looked dark and not worth liv- "How can yoai imagine least se lieltle lug; for what is life worth unlese shered " that'' t.ril"i 1118 111"44", ‘11,11,1Y - by the one we love." "It is not ackleness; it is the Way tlf M.448; Imman nature, my den;•." His handsome mustached lips dropped Te e next of ternoon 1 le Laineoeters, lower mitt' they rested against ,the rosy, • aceoniparded Ly laatre mewl id there - dimpled 'cheek. st Ives at Thereton Valle. "I am going to claim the little bride ' Doris flew to the door 1., tea lennet 'whom fate drifted so strangely from my them, 11. r face ail smiles end letesims. arms on our briars' day as soon 119 p08- alley could seareelf reciegith'e• isi the gay, sible," he dechtred. "We both' know how ' harey girl wee manta tted tha in tem 1 no dangerous are delays. I shall claim you drawliag-room the dreamy -eels', temeivai this very hour. Yon will corgent if you vale had al.veye serene le sewn love me, Doris. Tell me—do eou Doris?" 1)'"'' A rosy flush surged from Doris's dein- "1,1',0.2""e''' fr""' 1""r'', "'"' 1h" l'i°3e"4 ty white throat to her broad white brow th '4.'r''• . a\ len a riev hteir•I thet lee. .1 I et • ter for one little second, as she struggled to _ ' ' • ' - ' - •4•• 4 na' f e hereon once more from the stroug ''" 'mint': 81'" 8. "t•terluHla "* 41110 might have guessed. her e.e...et. elm. please understand; and they've waited ea long for you two that patience has long sines ceased to be a- virtue. li.larnma, hart —did riot stir. All power to move or to eltisp of those loving arms; anti she shyly speak seemed suddenly to have left her, lifted those woudrone blue -belle of eyes she wits so agitated. Then there was a a to his face, with a glance so full of ador- (ortfused murmur of voices. 1 hie )(we that it almost took his breath Trixg had burst into the drawing -room. ! away for rapturous ecstasy, and he was with a white, startled face, declared I answered, Doris had gone. : Then followed for the re -netted lovers A low ay fell from Frederick's lips, • lualf an hour in paradise, at they sat to - hut before ho could utter a wore his mailer on the garden bend' among the rnother put het jeweled hand on Ms ' roses, telking over the past and exchtieg- h 1 1 • • I in< eager vows of eons:tang' and love for blushed so holy to tho very 11,004 ‘S her bronze curie head. Doris n tie, ai it at once. She noticed, too, haw tlee par. teenier Beatrix INAS over her tines that afterneen. Even Karl Lancaster wee 1 owilderea by the lovely vision of girlish loveliness.% that daneed into the drawlegeroom to greet him thitt utter/Mete extending the rettiegt mite of a little white,tfran hand. unilei the fire of the girl's bright, spark - g° 1'1th t c°"serv"t°1/ "nd 80"°11 haen)vhiong ago it 1 had not thought you lng eyes. ?teemed, boldly, with a flonrIsh et his for Doris ond take my word for it, you • " hand. Will find 'her if not there the will rob- ,. love 1-11vi•ut your first love, better -In what way?" asked Trier. With a A ntetnent later the old nurse and her - a ' , • 1 1 , nen me, she unirmarred.; "anti I re• Chimp had gained the threshold of the ably be in the rose -garden. beyond, welt- •• ing for yen." , liettill rt•ti, ten, that you had weddea roe *tree of her curls. "You seem more beautitul eate, time I drawing -room. , :, c.,18 hiteein nielit althe Nell, through Frederick Theetntt1TI it. eened no second : . , e, .. -. / 1,1 le Lee you," he declared, honestly. "Indeed. ..... , .. she at t t.• , sin ma Inethietleoly 1\frs. Thotnton and the binding: in a Dash be bad cone front the , you do, Trixy," yoUng intliee bad risen to their feet at room, anal Weil 'hurrying towerd tlui ton- " ty is 1 kiu to love, dear," he an leo expected soul(' kind of tt pawl, tho entrance of the graceful, Veiled Oran- servatory. He Anion in the Midst of too • ,-'oe.ea, ten .eity, "It i al t , 3 r elle or st iffy mark', but '1 rill an- . . e al anses ts thy 0 . . r cl er Mrs. Linwood held by the hand. nodding blooms. glanchd h ig arounim ,.14'. • as w .ine. at Itrst si!rht that• leen • severest never a wore; maim flout 118111118111The next lestant Doris haul throWn With eager, iMpetient wrathy, enliing, 1 senene, dear. as bewildering to her. Keel VMS qtarti1].. e g el 'amens wham I tearried you. it if ct the swift ebange that (lane I %kr t1811 tip her vell. After 1411800 long yenta etlekat mother arid Doris stood face to 1 "44'111...v1 "Tht14 I Th't18. 1 it 11( •'IlIgilO I famr—at last! reigned. Then ,11.14. Thornton took it step For one instant A de„th„uktt sik,,,,,,, sprang into his outstretched arms. . :then 1 toll you when I did (,o111)001100 tt form pushed aside the green leaves, tied :14 yeti see—I um riot hive you. Davis. "She is not here," he said to hints:elf, 0 ge air you door:" forward, scastieng breathlessly the barely 'then he event on into the rese-gastieli ; -Yes, tell me, Freaegiek," ehe Whia• i t,,,,,sa. young faeo before her. The (1811)18hatl (Tent on. the •golden -It wee on that weird bridal trip of' • 1) '7(111114, not l' was so like a jewel in the eight sky, • leg towald That .., . a. shedding a eofts eulaltuati light on the , witelew, with your pretty facto turned ;menet moon flues, nbtle we WV4,4 to the man whirl. You sat by the "Who are yen?" S18,2 eried. "Your thee is StPaligelY familiar—and-lets-it is 885" 1""1 001210 'nut, 1111(1 3' The ati8Wer 14)581117 took her breath flosvers and trees. : enearti 1114'°wee dateeness, loathing so bowleg het lovely golden. bend as sh; . 1 througn the lonneliee of the Meta. 'llata . 1111 heart *MN Me for not trying tt lae saw the elitemer of a white dress , haleviese eo fortorn aria friendless that away. Berle 08810 end knelt before her, el ale your sou's *Yet X am Derist" ' II"At ‘1" polled /AI his hentasoale feeo. ' nateo sem. hameer, repliedie- Sem- tine wos steaming by tee Ikea:melt -lane. again, the 'full knowledge oi 1 ......... . my lose for you tenet upon my hone 1 op the nicht you Mood under tide acre .4.81110 beeell Mr.+ 8.1111 4.0fo04,l 4.14,1144 '11844; /ma. fl 10VVI3* JACO. "I hope yen one not anew with me for sating that, Trite" he added, verneetiy. "I meant no itatt;,,ly, upon my honor. We are swat old friend% yea tunas. 'slate may surely be pardorma i8 FtWittir ;Mit «hat think." Trixy laughed, but emeelesse11.0 leughtet seemed slightly fe 'Your mother promisel rap yout would show me the now tth,va v.ana- thals in the garden. sh1111 sonti talk 1114 them now'," be lohic4i. o change the eubleet. 1m1d Taney agreed at (ro 1,x; tentint.te,)