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young hearts throbbed quicker beneath
,hei. silken coverings, or that fair lips
wreaihed in smiles, and cheeks flushed
| in the hope TO win a look or smile from
| the stranger.
Edilh's heart was throbbing. too. but
from a different cause; for he strangely
awakened buried images of loved ones
How or why she could not define. This
was soon forgotten, however. when the
music struck up livelier air, and all
hastened to join in the dance except Ed
| ith. for she did not dance now. and Mr..
Walshing ham. who preferred remaining
with her. They were soon talking as ii
they had known each other Tor years, and
Edith forgot her sadness. and thought
time never flew so swiftly. Her compan-
ion was talented and fascinating; had
travelled in lands of which Edith had
dreamed and longed to visit; had seen au-
thors over whose pages she had wept and
smiled, and poets whose works were fa;n-
iliar and dear TO her. No wonder, then,
that time sped swiftly and pleasantly on.
until Carrie came for her TO go home
Edith readily assented surprised at the
lateness of the hour. Marion argued them
to stay longer, bu; Edith never staid la:e
at parties, and Marion was very much
chargrined when she Sow young Morton
and Mr.. Walshingham preparing to GO
with them. They parted, after pleas
an. walk, at Mr.. Eyereit's gate, mutually
pleased.
Edith and Walshingham met often in
the few succeeding weeks, but never with
out being confirmed in the good opinion
each entertained of the other. There
was a new light in Edith's eyes, the sad
look was fast disappearing; her lips were
oltener parted in smile. and she was
becoming more like the joyous. light
/ hearted Edith of old; yet, when Carrie
rallied her upon the change, and its cause,
she would shake her head sadly, while the
color deepened upon her cheek.
! 1t was clear cool autumnal day
The day before Edith was to 60 away from
| Weston to her home in B Carrie
had gone to visit sick friend, and Edith
was alone in the parlor. She was sitting
by window. gazing ou: upon the dying
! beauties of her happy childhood and san
ny youth, and in them oil figured largely
The form of Henry Weldon. And at the
thought of him. tears started TO her eyes.
They were yet there when W0lshinsham
entered. After the usual salutation, he
said
You look sad this evening, Miss Som
ers. May enquire the cause? he added
gently.
Do H. answered Edith. smiling; per-
haps so; have had sad thoughts
And will venture too far il ques-
tion of their subject. he again argued.
Il was thinking of the past-my past, :
she said, musingly. in low tone. her
eyes seeking the floor.
And were there 10 thoughts of me
mingled with those of long ago?' Edith
looked up; he was smiling a peculiar
smile, strange, vague feeling of wonder
and doubt came over her.
Edith, my own dear Edith. do you no;
know mea Do you not RENE Der me.
Harry Weldon? Have so changed. or
have you entirely forgotten me?'
Edith could not speak. for there was o
choking sensation in her throat. and her
eyes were filling with binding tears
Rising. she threw herself upon his breast.
murmuring amid her sobs-
oh. Harry, Harry, can you forgive
me?'
Forgive you, dearest, have ever for.
given you. he added. pressing his lips to
her brow. And now. Edith, will you
take back those cruel words that wrung
my heart So wildly?'
1t needed no words to assure him that
she had long ago taken back all, for heart
was beating against heart, and they told
their own true story. and they were
friends again. And Edith no words can
express her happiness. When Carrie re.
turned she told her all, and her afrection.
ate sympathy added to her delight.
When Edith questioned her lover con.
cerning his life sin ce they parted. he told
her how, soon after their last meeting
his mothers only brother. who had ac-
cumulated fortune in India, died, and
left nearly the whole Of his vas. wealth
10 him, with the simple condition that he
would take with it his name, Henry Wal
shingham. Since then he had spent his
time in travelling; but having vainly en-.
deavored to efface her memory, he was
returning to seek some trace of her.
And Edith told him of her clouded life
of her sorrow of the naughty rejection
of the love she had cherished for him, and
the trials she had endured; and he clasp
ed her in his arms, vowing to protect her
from every storm. dwelling in the light
and JOY of each others love, until the
death-angel came to take them away to
that better inheritance that fadeth not
And their hearts were thankful for the
gift of this beautiful sanctify ing love; for
the cloud that obscured it. by which they
were both led to look to their Savior's
love. And they petitioned to be KEEP,
from sin and pride. that they might not
love the creature more than the Creator.
That night, when Edith retired to her
room. she stood long gazing out into the
moonlight with her heart filled with
deeper sense of Gods goodness and love.
A few months later, Edith and WAL
shingham were quietly married in uncle's
little parloY in B.. But few friends
were present at the ceremony. Carrie
twined the white rose-buds with the