Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1860-11-23
OLD SERIES

I" iisait, was ethen titst aHi fvH ~.
TO hurry OF 10 her. Then In October you
came back to bo married TO Judge winches
ter. I, was all 50 sudden"
my aunt was not very well jus, then
but she did no, need me. That VA. only
subisrfugs. I knew must got away fro,
home. or die. could think Of no 9th
way Here me, Judg, Winchester. an
he loved me. lie Is a very impul'ise man
calm as he seems. lle had only known m
a month when he asked mo 10 DO his wif
Pride urged the 10 marry him. ilerc VI
an opportunity TO convince Raymond Gn
that my heart was as FREE from love OF han
as hi. own from love Of ne. You asked u
onco II married Tor money. Doubllc
the high station Of my suiiOr hal 'omethin
To do with my acceptance. IL would nc
have suited me for Gray To think | had MAI
ricd his inferior. Besides, really like
Judge Winchester, aud desired to make hiI
happy. Al women have vanity, have the
bot2 was gntiiel by hi, homage. H.
true. tender love .,rrcd the hear, whiel
.till had no room for hl. image. We wer
married. Iputthe pa',iar from me. Nay
iigsci grave for It. and ira.,cd that
time hearts ease would grow above It
Heart. ca.a' | had not forgotten wba
flower was In Raymond Gray's pocket book
How did look on my wcdding-day ?"
Like an empress, Gratia. shall ney
forge, tho golden CLEAN Of your hair 'hro
the point lace yell-the white marble
your facc-,he crimson curl Of your proud
lips"
81 did no, mean that. meant dli my
f,co bstray me did I look as II | suffered
You. at least. read my heart. Tor you &c.
cu.rd me Of selling myself for name.
remember the scorn in your honest eyes,
when you refused To b. my bridesmaid.
Failing YOU, would have m one else -
We walked up the aisle nlone-hc and l.
you would have piticd me, you had known
all"
ki..cd her. silently. could nos tru',
my voice to talk about that day. After
while I a.krd her
la. your lIie been wholly one Of suIer-
ins .incc-the.o two long years."
" Not wholly. just at Gr., was very
wrcichci. Heaven made mo upright and
conscientious. twas torture to me TO .ra
how my husband loved me, and u End m
response in my own hearl-,o EEL that |
mus, cheat him with my very k,.-c.-ths
ki,.c. he had bought. They were not many.
however. wanted To make hln happy,
bot was no hypocrite-I va, cold I, him
a, an image of snow. Iihelpcl me. though,
that was able 10 despi.c Raymond Gray.
lls bad amused him.cIfat nv expense. I
o5uI ,cirn hrtn. and did. Love. thoush,
d,e, not lie In day. Mln' struggled De-.
psratsly ior II. lie. bu, a, lac, was victor
lurr that loycI MY summer friend no
longer. H., nama could not quicken NV
pul.e-. could smile when remembered
him P,rhap. the smile was bitter; ior
the dead love, and ihc dead summer cos.
me my youth.
1T va. a long while before began 10
lo,c my husband. had convinced him,
fr.i. that hai NJ hear, ior him. IT, he
licyei that any manile',ion of his affection
~. umwclc3mc, and - he sealed It up IN
bi, own .1ul. aud By the time little spring
bul.. which lonecl 10 blossom into love,
began 10 pa, forth IN my heart. there Wa
~ sun 10 warm them. Romancers say W..
men can love but once. Dii or did not,
love Raymond Gray? What | eel, for him
came near costing me my lie, yet ! knew,
.iy months ago, that with siill deeper
passion loved my husband lle does not
know It. could not tell hIm without un-
yelling the past. dreaded to con!es' how
and shy | had married him. resolved 10
wait t,ll my baby should lie on my bosom,
and could ask him tp forgive me, ior the
sake ofhi. child and mine. Bat the little
iii, that blos,omeI for me into such deli.
cate beauty faded too sadly soon. and now
| avn going. too. iou are seeing the las, oi
me, Margaret.
Again kissed the hand whose feeble
touch .ough, mine 80 tenderly.
"You mus, not die, Gratia, without tell
in. hlm all Now, when you DO love him.
it would b. terrible not to leave him the
poor consolation Of knowing that the wife
be mus, mourn for was his own true vile
a, the last"
"Yes. mus, tell hm. | f,l, ,hat. viii
you send him to me, Marsirc,' Kiss me
yet once more, before you 60. You know
all know all. now. We shall Be friends
when we meet among the angels"
could no, speak +, my heart was too full.
bent over her, and my tears Ioll upon her
face with my kisses.
found Judge Winchester in the library.
lie was not reading. lie sat looking ou, to-
ward the grave they had made thee weeks
before for the baby.
"Gra,ia wants YOU, sir will you go to
herP"
lie was with her two hours. when |
heard her bell ring. loudly and suddenly. ]
rushed in. The Jude was .iHing on the
bed. holding her bead on his bo.om. She
was dying. IL seemed then as II could not
bear il. But what right had | to in,rudo
INV selfish .orrow2 Her face Was radiant.
She spoke 10 no in tones feeble, yet tri.