New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1860-11-10

but you seem great admrer of Sir Joshua. There IL
one IN my parior do NOT in general show 70 visitors,
but il you would-it IL a maser piece
She broke of. and led the way. followed. Este,
my heart beat % 1t had done since the day saw
Colonel Redworth in the Gambler veil assembly;
Something in the stately figure was folio wing seemed
familiar; al yet no wonder knew her not. She mo-
toned TO me to stand the rug beeide her. My eyes
hers to the picture above the mantepieoe. On, Elsie
it was Colonel Redwoith, In Pompadon coat, laced
with silver.
"'Msgi Megr she sobbed, she, the strong, proud
him three years. He was killed by fal from hs
horse. They brought him home dead. l broke you
heart. This broke mine :,
She sobbed like child. / should not wonder II
abe had never shed tear for him before.
Meg Megr she gasped, speak to me. Cannot
you forgive me It is one snd-hfty years-one-
fifty wears abe repeated since sinned against you
And for eigttandforty of these years have been
widow
Elss, she was my old friend. The friend who
more than srty years ago had loved me- All was Tor
gotten and forgiven before that.
:" II you bad not appreciated him. | sald, lbus
Elsie, think me not better than | am; 1t was nara
stIuggle-'if you Rad not appreciated him, It wouid
have been hard for me to forgive you AS it 49,
you did but love him too well.
She kissed me Elsie, my heart melted and yearned
within me- / flung my arms around her and cried ior
10y. She fouded and caressed me, half scoding
Eide we both thought of the day that had first told
her Of Thomas Redmayne, and we LOOKED Tor the isa
time Jealously in each others faces. Our love was
again as If this bad never between us-nay, even
the clearer for this long cloud.
"'You have children p said at last, l 30 longed
for the face of a Redmayne
90 He left me with a and daughter. The son &c
like him. Meg, you who knew me go strong and con
fdent will wonder-I ruined him by my fondnes,.
He is dead now. Oh, Meg have known trouble In.
deed | was piad wnen he died! My dauehtsr dead
aso and yet che died an old woman, too. Meg, usec
to think Death had forgotten ms-now, again, he VIII
come all too soon!'
"'Are there none then =
"'Yes: my daughters son. will chow you
Owe crossed The hall. There were my youug party
standing st the door awaiting me. L rever ret1em-
bered them even then She turned the handle and en-
tered softly.
"fSse!
az looked. There, leaning back in an arm. chair,
reading, was Young man OF eight-andtwenfy or 60
lie STATED and rcse.
"Thomas' che said, Mrs. Margaret Fordyce,
very dear old friend Of nine
"'He came TO meet me. He was his grandfather al
over. His open, gallant bearing and all, Were ms
Even that chsrmipg voice and stoe, which thong n
never to have heard seen again. Yet 'cdS nor tb
same Web Elsie
"Oh Aunt Margaret This was"
"Thipk Of the b 81 man you know"
Elsies eyes glanced to the figure in the chimney cor
ner And vt that moment her father justified his title
10 be possessor of the most charming voice aud
smile" He opened his eyes and called his daughter to
him.
Isabella few to his sds and throughout that evening
looked wondrousy into the face which had uncon
sciously earned such interest But the lesson OF
Mrs. Margsret's history was not lost upon hsr.
IOnce Woek.