Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1860-01-12
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FREEH OLD n. J. THURSDAY MORNING JANUARY 70 1860

Do not raise hopes Unless you mean
to fulfil them"
She was sobbing in low subdued
manner, that went to his heart.
i +" You are not angry with me Alice ~
-4ngry NTH ham if he could only read
her heart
"We old bachelors are privileged
persons you know. Nay, you must not
sob in this way. ouly wanted to, give
you a word of caution before I CO."
60 !" cried Alice, springing to her
feet" o are you going to leave me ?"
He was not prepared for this. He
hardly dared trust himself to look upon
her, as she stood there with clasped
hands and quivering lips
Yes, am going back to Iescombe.
have been here too long" he added,
half to mself-hut she heard the words.
TOO long Then you have been dull.
lonely with us-and now you are going !
. what shall What shall we do with
out you I"
Nay, Alice, you can hardly miss me.
1t is not as though | were young man,
and could be more oompanionabIe to you.
Besides, my people at GescomGe want
me and-but Alice, Alice do not cry ::
l cannot bear it, dear child -
The word revealed her to herself. II
was better to hear it from him. Yes he
thought of her as child and she had
dared to love him, not as a child loves.
but as woman. She had poured out
her whole heart at his feet, and perhaps
he knew that 1t was so-perhaps he
scorned her for 1t
She dashed tile tear drops from her
eyes. struggled to stay the sobs that
nearly checked her, and sat down by his
side.
Tell me about Lescombe."
LescOmbe was his home-the manor
house of a country village. He told her
of his tenantry and how poor some of
them were of the efforts he had made,
and was making to improve their con
dition of the schools he had built, and
the new parsonage then in progress OF
how he visited among them, and tried to
win their confidence and love; and as
he spoke so earnestly and truthfdlly of
all this, his. homely face to her seemed
beautiful, with higher beatty than that
OF mere form, and she felt, as she had Of
ten felt before. that to be his wife would
be the happiest lot on earth, and one of
which she was unworthy.
Mr.. Waring was in reality but dis
tant connection of her fathers; but Alice
had kh0wn him since she was little
child, and the name Of Cousin Jonathan"
given to him then had been retained in
after years. She had always looked upon
him as her friend. but unconscously had
learned to love him as woman learns to
love but once. The very fact of his being
so many years older than herself, had
for time blinded her as t. the real nd
ture of her feelings; but when she met
with that love from others, Which from
him she would have given all the world
to possess, she knew how it was. and bit
ter, very bitter were the pangs of wound
ed pride and homeless love in her Young
heart.
WHEN do you leave us?" asked Alice,
as she rose to quit the room.
Tomorrow" he replied, without look.
ing at her.
That night they had all engag cement.
Alice made tea for them in the drawing
room.
MY darling, are you not well?" said
Mr. Braybrook, taking her hand in his.
Mr.. Waring looked earnestly at her
for moment. A bright crimson spot
burnt on each cheek, but there was
livid circle round her eyes, and her Inns
were almost colorless. A strange thought
came over nina thought that made his
pulse bound wildly, and his hand trem-
BILE.
Cotl1d 1t be so? lie tried to put the
thought from him. He dare not dwell
upon it.
The footman entered: Captain Ray is
in the Library
why did you not show him in here?"
asked old Bray brook. sharply.
"He asked to see you alone, sir"
Alice had risen and walked to the fire
place, where she stood. holding the man
tel shelf with both hands; but Mr.. War.
ing had caught a glimpse Of her face as
she passed-it was 96athIy. pale. Her
father left the room.
There was dead silence.
She knew Of this, hence her agitation, "
thought Mr.. Waring, as he covered his
eyes with his hand, to shut out the sight
of her form before him.
Ire silence continued unbroken. and
ne felt his selfcontrol DESERVING him.
Alice, shall go to my room. | have
letters to see to-and | might be in the
way"
She turned to- him-such mute ex
preston of anguish on her face that he
uttered all exclamation Of horror and
surprise. She stretched out her hands to
him as though in wild entreaty. He
sprang to her, clasping her hands like
death, so cold and lifeless.
Alice, darling, do not look in that
way; all will be well. You will be hap
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