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ed her filtration with Hal Hazeton. for whom.
perhaps, after ALL she had the most affection. if
he was not quite so disiingue.
The Aliens were all out 10 brilliant bridal
party. Stella had gone down to the deserted
parlor, and seating herself by the splendid
centre.table, buried her face in her hands. Half
an hour passed by, and she still sat moionless,
but by-andby the words struggled up from her
aching heart, broken and almost incoherently
And this is faie-mv tate-whe Isdore is
SO happy-cher-h he'd, loved. worshipped, even
by him. Oh! lam 50 utterly wreiched-so
very unhappy
Would to be loved, cherished, worshipped
make you happy, dear Stella ? said a rich, man.
y voice in tones of thrilling tenderness, as an
arm stole round her waist and lifted her to her
feet.
Ernest" murmured the frightened Girl.
hiding her beautiful Young face in his bosom.
Stella vision of nv dreams radiant shirt.
love OF mine +! beautiful embodiment of all the
poet or the painter ever vearned for l am
thinc-al thne-rny Stellar
There was hush through the lofty apart.
ment, broken, at least, by low sob, coming up
from heart too full Of happiness.
CHAPTER VI.
It was beautiful June morning. radient with
sunlight and heavy with perfume, where occa.
>ionally, the air fna,ed over dewy garden in
the midst OF the close, popnous city There
was wedding at the church that morning. and
it was crowded with the elite, drawn thi,her out
of curiosity to get glimpse of the bride of Err.
3cst Dunmort, the mllinnare.-It was rumor.
ed he had chosen Miss Aliens dressing-maid 10
De the partner Of his wealth and accomplish.
ments. There were many smiles, some sneers,
and sill more wondering remarks. But they
were all hushed when the bridal party entered
and walked up the aisle. suppressed mur.
muir of admiration was all the sound, as every
eye was riseied to the rare loveliness OF the
young brides face. There vas no bashfulness.
no backwardness to ridicule-only a beautiful
timidity, as graceful the veil that foated
round her, as she stood by the side of her be.
tro,hed before the altar Isidore Allen and Hal
ii ,zieton were their attendants.
The priest, in his clerical robes, stood MP and
commenced the ceremony, when they suddenly
,houyht-who should give the bride away? At
this Important moment. a noble looking man,
still in the prime of life, stepped forward and
gave away-his dauyhhr, 1t was no time for
explanation and the ceremony proceeded.
Stella Nay was the wife Of Ernest Dun.
more.
The bride and groom Immediately changed
places with their attendants, and the whole
fashionable world ed in mute surprise as the
good man pronounced lsidore Allen and Harry
l1azleton man and wife
My daughter! God bless you, my beautiful
child! and may you be happy with your young
hearts choice ! and the stranger folded S,el-
la in his arms and kissed her white brow fondlv.
Something told Stella it was indeed her father
and she wound her fair arms around hs neck and
pressed her warm lips to his check
Stella said Ernest in surprise. perha ps this
is mistake !
Let this be the proof said the stranger,
4
ing two miniatures-one evidently likeness Of
himself, the other the very counterpart Of the
bride.
Your mother looked Just as YOU do now,
when married her. said Mr. May, regarding
his bright daughter with eyes dim with tears.
B II we parted in bitterness and were both proud;
and when | repented and went to search for her
she was gone and none knew whittier. I
have at last learned her mournful fate but
am happier than | have been for many years,
to-day, my daughter. Heaven bless those
who have been kind to YOU and he looked
gratefully at lsidore, who whispered to her hus.
band,
i always knew Stella would have a ro-
nance
And 50 we must GO South, first, and roam
amid the orange flowers and myr,cs around
your fathers romantic home, must we = said
/, Ernest Dunmorc as he handed his bride into the
carriage. And 90 to Italy afterwards 2
IT he wishes IT, Ernest But. really, in the
= confusion have dropped one of my gloves.
4 'Oh never nj ID DEAF said Ernest, taking q
E little White glove ont of his vest pocket and hand
. ing it 10 his wife with very dernure counte-
nance. this will answer
The glove lost last fall : sal the bride. with
y look of wonder.
: 'Ahem :. said Ernest.