The Van Buren press., 1861-05-22
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NAY, but, Margaret" exclaimed well
known voice, I" will 60" Stand aside,
| tell you will 60" And the next mo-
mcnt Beatrice bounded in.
Royston took her hand, and led her to a
seat by his side. She saw it was no time
for trihing. Her face grew pale as he told
her in impassioned tones OF his love. g
expected this" said she, at length, the flush
rising to her face GO l Can never have a
friend. mo, Lord Clare she continued,
rising as she spoke, "there is great gull
between us. What you said this morning
you may live to wish unsaid. No, go
Royston, you would not wish it, if you bu,
knew
But have you no heart ?'' exclaimed
Royston, passionatsly. DO you not love
me? There is no gulf cannot span if i,
is to leach you. l have name. Beatrice
and home will you not be its light 90
Beatrice's cheek was very pale !; that ter
rible flush passed over her features she al
most tainted but the woman's spirit in hel
WIS strong. NO" said she, firmly, "we
must part. The world calls me trifler,
fbut in this must not rifle. You 60 voul
way, and l will so mine. Let it pass like
you no dream"
The rejected lover caught at her last
words. Beatrice Clement" said he
this world Is not wide enough to separate
US. You send me from you nov, and
obey; bat be assured as long as live you
will never want protector. l have given
you my heart, and my life shall prove its
sincerity. When the dark day comes, Bea
trIce. then think Of me-" And hastily kis-
sing her hand, he hurried from the house
The next day, when h. called, he was no.
surprised to learn that she had gone.
Months, glide they on ever SO noiselessly
leave their imprint, and on the weary hear,
every moment tells with fearful distinctness
Royston Clare hurried from the love-en.
chanted air of Italy back to his Englisl,
home, and tried. by plunging into business,
to entomb past memories. but it would no,
do. After six months of trial, lie eouclu
ded that the air of the old Hall did no,
agree with him. and once more he bade his
tenants farewell, and started on another
long pilgrimage. He had seen the CAV
cities of the world, now his thoughts turn
ed towards Neutrality-suspicious. there he
IHiSut llHu tIle Ualm OF GlleAd.
And there was calmness settled ove,
his spirit, as he saw the sun 20 down be.
yond the Sepulchre. Once more he slep,
soundly in the starlight of Bethlehem
and he felt like washing off all the dust Of
life as he laved his limbs in the Jordan.
Another six months passed, and then
with quieted heart and calm. spbduod
spirit, the Englishman turned his face home
ward. The time of his trial was passed
his life-wor1 was before him-be wculd
shake off the lethargy that bound him no
aore dream-liie for him.
But why was it he stopped ere he reach.
ed the old Hall where old and Young stood
waiting to receive their master. and turnad
his steps towards the country he had sworn
to forget? An impulse unaccountable to
himself was hurrying him onward to Bea-
trIce her vision had again obscured ALL
1t was to little vine-clad cottage on the
hili-ride. few miles from Florence. that
Beatrice had retreated
There, in strict retirement, she had de-
voted herself to works of charity. and the
education of the little Adele. One after.
noon stalwart, dark-browed Englishman
alighted at the gate. Another carrisge stood
there which he recognized as that of the res
ident English physician.
Is your mistress, sick ?" inquired he.
hastily, of the gardener. who was near.
"No. sir; but the little one, Miss Adele. .
Beatrice heard his voice at the door. and
met him in the hall. She was greatly
changed-few would have changed SO IN
years. Care and anxiety had made fearful
havoc on her face the flush or shadow
Royston had SO often noticed, seemed to
have settled on her matchless fee. lures which
were deeply worn sassa haggard. -. s.s..
was IN a.s0rder. he. golden curIs brushed alusl
p"oA 'n.cr plain, morning cap, her ewes
, .seavy with watching.
'Oh. my FRIEND" she exclaimed. eager
iy' knew you would come, for 1 am in
trouble ~
Silently ho kissed her hand. and she led
him to the sick chamber The child Law in
little hanging crib. propped MP by nil
lows scarcely whittier than her lilly face. Al
the first glance, Royston saw what Be.-
trees blinded eyes would not--that death
was already stamping that ang& face. He
bent over the crib and gently touching her
cheek whispered pet ma me he had alv.vs
used to her fhs chilli .a.~-.4 = - '..