The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1855-06-01

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alas II is,tss il was, the calm love Of
| brother. . God forgive me that I s,Iove ;
win yoIr pure heart in ,re,urn.4 We hsl
urown Or ,up logc,her. from childhood, and
who had seen no other one 90 faif' coui'
not but lock Lovingly upon your oeau.y'-
Jessie, can not wfite ABDUL u oa'm'y''
was all yronS,2 e.i C.. aliirtigilaJL loo
| Mo1ihs agol met Maud Heinrich, ant
then, for tho, frs, lime, Irealized The wild
| ness OF a passionate, sll,abs orbing love-
Oh, Jessie, I struggled isarfully with my
own heart, i did not yisld easily, but das
siler .day- bas narfecinas.y ''.''ia'o my SOU
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'"0".~,ea'" upOn ,io nOO'' quo Na'
oo'he io''i ,nen'' " u.s. '"H apa'v'
auo no' o'u "u''o 'e.1'r A1'
ou' '0' many 'ay' 'no 10y ~ ne' ''"s
S'up0l' seeming 'cal'e'y' 70 o'ea'nei s u''
conscious o' a'' ea''h'y s'shw anu souI'',
as INC 'eaa han ,yns no S"''e' W h'' oeu
OF s'a'e. ono haa moi ye' rouseu HUN her
deaih.like trance, when the master Of Fal-
coner Hall was borne forth 10 the burial.
Nurse Martha watched tho long procession
from the chamber window-she saw the
heavy sable plumes nod ovor tho hearse
with its velvet pail, and the long line oi
carriages following 1t slowly adown the
winding road. And then she turned from
all this funeral grandeur toward her young
mistress, lying there pale and deaih.like, as
II she too would soon 60 forth 10 The vault Of
the Falconers, with the velve, pail over her,
the sable plumes nodding a, her head, and
the long train OF carriages behind.
Blu, il was not so 10 be. Slowly the life
stole back 10 Jessie Falconer's languid pul.
ses, the ligh, to her blue eyes. She rose up
from that long trance, changed being
No longer gay, ligh'.heaned maiden, but
woman, pale, calm, ,eicent. She never
mentioned Philip Leslie's name, but one
night, sitting alone in her chamber, she
read qu'eliy in'ousn Tue 'e'e's ne haa WIN
len her; she 'ookea ''"seflns'y ara m'n'a'
'ure' ana curl o. cnos'nu. nd" sue '0ok
diamond circIa' from her hnger' anu 'hen,
calmly and 'earlessly' she sealed mem all
up, aud directed tho package 10 Philip Les
lie. She added no words; through many a
night she had struggled fearfully with her
own heart, until at las. she had forgiven him.
even as she hoped 10 be forgiven, bu, mol
even for his still dear sake, could she utter
falsehood, and no, yet could she give him
the assurance that he had moi made her life
wrolched. III , 10 e..
Philip Leslie sat with his vile in the
peaceful room where much of,heir honey.
moon had been passed, when Jessie Fal.
,o,o,'s n,cL,,s yas nlaced In his hands.