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

NJ he came, making no mention Oh tne p,st
,,,,ss,ng No dsarer word than sstsf. He
took mi the old walks and rides BY hsr side I;
nav r..d ths old books together In tho u
NJ and hs went with her among hes
moo; nsople. aad heard the joyful greetings
Which welcomed her, but he looked no look,
md spoke 10 word, Of the love deeper than
n brothsr's he had once laid nj her feet.
A long lonely month succeeded his depart
ure. Jessie Falconer child herself vainly
tina, she grew less thoughtful OF others, IN
her own absorbing and hopeless love. Nurse
Martha looking on the shaded brow Of her
fosler-ehild, smiled quietly sometimes, and
more than once was seen TO consult the
almanac. II was the anniversary oil their
game Of chess, and once more Jessie Fal-
coner sat in the twilight by the table where
they played together. A foolsiep crossed
the tahed carpet 90 lightly that she heard il
not until The intruder stood by her side, and
said gently, Well, Jessie, have come to
play that second game. Ipromised TO come
back when I could como calmly. Have
you kept the gloyep
oh yes she answered, mechanically
arranging the pieces upon the board, TO GOV.
er her confusion. They played almos, In
silence, and the game was very short. One
thought only was in Jessis's mind. H.
had forgotten the love Of his youth |; he could
come back calmly ~
'will you bring the slove'' said Paul
Ernsiein, looking up when her king wa
checkmaied. She rose and passed from
the room. She choked back her soos. a
shs took IA fsss.N hss -,;..s s-aosk, and our
ely returning laid il before him. A s,ran.
ger, calmly looking on, would have seen
him tremble a. be took il up, but Jessie
absorbed in her own thoughts, did not NO
tice il.
what, Jessie, sister, !, is stained will
tears, poor thing. Sometimes one loves d
preserve those old relics, one scarcely
knows wherefore. Look at this II,
drew from his bosom locket. and touches
n spring, which revealed . wi,hered rose.
you remember my picking il up, Jessie :
He could see her tremble ~ she spoke
He paused q moment. and then went on.
sSit down here beside me, have some
thing TO tell you. When We parted, year'
ago, wen, forth loving you. For many
months your face, your voice, your smile
were ever present. Bot fought with the
passion and conquered il. came back
strong to look upon your face and call you
sister. found, not the Jessie had len
but another being. calm, right souled
spiritual roman and, Jessie, dear heart.
have learned the love lesson over again
Ten times more deeply than when, year,
ago, wen, forth from your presence do
love you now. Nav, weep not, darling j:
no, my love returned !, have not read you
hear, wrongly this lime''
There was no answer, only at last he he'll
her head upon his shoulder; At last, he fell
he: heart beat against his side.
Looking up, when half an hour had
passed, he whispered gaily, Il will take III,
glove now, darling. ater all these years
and the little hand that wore il, for inieres
on your long debt Of love. Shall il not BE-
30, my Jessie!"
There was bridal in the couniry church
and peasant girls s,rewed flowers on the
brides pathway. The mistress Of Falconei
Hall became the mistress OF Ravenswood
Paul Ernstein had played long game, bu
he won nj last.