Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1856-03-24

Forever! Oh, Clyda, th at is a long word"
he answered iu q tone half doubtful. you
are with me now, but shall lose you again.
lour heart is no. here, as il once was L wish
1 knew what spell would chain it,
was too happy to hear him complain
u;. Aleef," l said, "sre you going to marry
Never "-' "eieN oiisAJ
Should you ever marry, Aleck?"
NO., NO Why do you ask!'' ... d.
r;.ss al a,:.n you give your consent to my mar
| felt the breast on which my head Law
neave once convulsively; but he mastered
the emotion, and said calmly
=" If 1t will make you happv-ves Al
you love again !'' nu ~
Yes, again-and more fondly and earn.
estly than ever before. My love for CIysa
was-you know what 1t cost me no main -
give him up and take my old place in hi,
heart. My love for that other was frep.y-
not, oh not, what feel now, With this man
Aleck, can live and die-his heart will DO
my nome, and his voice dearer than all the
fame have ever gained. At his feet I will
lay all the laurels have gained to him I
Til dedicate every future effort; and it will
be the proudest and happiest moment of INV
life when call him before God and man my
husband :" -
Twas trying his strength too far-he turned
white, and caught me almost savsgely to his
He shall not have 9ou, ~ he cried; "I
will kill him frst-he never shall take the
pace that ought to be mine Are YOU SO
p!ind Have you not seen that loved youy
have spoken it, Clyda-you must have me
now You are mine by all the weary years
l have suffered and waited mine by ali the
tears have shed! Tell me the name of this
man you love. will"
you" ~ " "
"Clyda, for Gods sake don't trifle with me
In this matter. L cannot bear it. Tell me
who ii is you love-"
clung to him-I kissed him over and over
again, and cried passionately-
am not triiing. As sure as lie here In
your arms, Aleck, and tell you this, just so
sure will L never marry, if you will not let
me call you my husband b
"Oh, Clyda Oh, these weary, wasted
years. ne said, with a choking sob, as my
earnestness forced the happy truth upon him.
de bowed his head upon my shoulder; the
ssrong man wept like a child; but L knew
they were tears of joy, and not of grief
And now, Aleck, L said, as we sat to-
gether an hour after in the same place. "teIl
me why you never told me before: vbv Won
dld not save all those " wasted years" as You
call them"
"Clyda, thought you knew my secret.
never dreamed that had kept it so well. Did
you not suspect it when told you how Clyde
mo, Aleckn
=. AS the events Of that evening flashed like
lightning ever my memory, and showed me
how blind had been, could not helm ad-
ding
Would to God had.'
And then, Clyda, you were so young and
happy, and so much older and grayer' that
thought it wrong and wicked to win YOU,
Can you be happy as an old mans darling.
see mere Is what has kept us apart so long.'S
lie pushed his curls from his forehead and
once before.
Those? Oh, Aleck, love them, and
loved them then!''
kissed the glittering curls, and bowed INV
nead upon his breast-the lost haven found.
And now, in our quiet home, my noble hus-
band and am blessed, as we ad never hoped
to be; and each night we sit together in our
favorlte window, while the beautiful evening
star rises slowly in the clear blue sky-type
OF the peace and love that dwell at last within
our hearts