The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1861-08-15


crowned the right one.
He was i'll at case, also, this night after
the dance. How was he to give up Agatha2
lie had set his heart on her. She was the
first woman he had ever desired for his wife.
He had llirted oitcu--morc from u real love
of pleasing, or craving for amusement, than
from genuine malice. When he met Miss
Churchill he had loved for the first time,
and he was u man to love strongly. Where
! he loved he had failed to win. How tho
colors of his life had faded in an hour! What
| should he do? The future seemed strange
! ly ohicCucss.
Last of ALL Agathal She had trick Of
busying her hands when she wished TO keep
from thinking. She untwisted her gauay
| turbau aud folded it carefully. She took off
her brilliant dress and hung it on Que of the
nails which werc driven up all around her
| little box of room. She put away the
scrpcnts with their eyes, prepared herself
| for bed she then sat down in her white
wrapper at the window, and threw it wide
open. She felt foVcrish and welcomed the
wind which blew back her hair the mist
which saturated the thin drapcry about
her shoulders. There was so much fire in
her nature that she never took cold, least of
all, now.
God help met she thought, my heart is
gone out of me. | shall never be young
again, though | am so strong shall live
great many years, Poor silly mothl Why
did | go near to the candle to burn my
wingsH Could not see what Paul Morgan
was--a splendid man indeed, but with Just
the same fascination in his manner toward
every woman? His voice was always low,
and so tender in its modulations. The
touch of his hand was different from any
other PERSONS Nature had made him SO,
how could he help itp And |, what fool |
have bccn had expected him to ask me
to be his wle--he has asked me to waltz
with him.
No matter how late Agetha kept watch
that night. She did not show it the next
morning. When Paul Morgan met her at
breakfast, her check was as cool, her eyes
as clear as ever. She was just as carefully
dressed. And hc---hc had been man OF
tho world too long to hang out n flag of dis
trcss at his masthead.
It was full tide that day at eleven, aud at
half-past ten they all went to bathe. There
was long line Of them, as they stood upor
, the beach preparatory to walking into the
, surf They were arranged gentlemen and
| ladies alternately, with Il gentleman at one
end of the line and Agatha Churchill at the
!, other. Morgan was between Jeannctt,
: Randall and Marian Arms, They went OF
o gaily, brcasting billow after bilow,
$ At last came tenth waVo, mighticr thar
/ all, In desperate, bravado, excitement, ol
: carclessness Of llc---I know not what
8 Agatha drew her hand Gromher companion's
h and stood up against it alone. Then thCr
!. was shrik not from her lips, though, Th
l. undcrlow had caught her and was bearing
n her outward. Morgan saw her scarle
bathing dress floating beyond him. Ht
/ snatchcd his hands from the frightened
girls who clung to him. He pushed on
after Agatha. He was bold, strong swim
NOR He made his mightiest strokes. IL,
@ caught her by her long, black hair. Thcl
= he drew his arm round her 1.-the, slcnde
n waist and pushed back with her valiaptly
1 1t was task for such sincws and muscle
/ as his. A. strength less Hcrculcan coul'
not have achieved it, He laid her on th
shore at length high out of reach of tho
I waves. and sank himself utterly exhausted
4 beside her, Had Agatha heard, when sh
thought she was drowning, his strong cry
!. Agatha, soul of my soul, must save yol
| or porish2'
At any rate, when she came back to con
seriousness, she knew that he loved her.
u That afternoon he was admitted 90 th'
!. little sitting room which she and her mothc
shared together. Mrs. Churchill wisel,
went out and left them alone. How Lowell,
! Agatha was so pale, and yet with wondrou
= light breaking like full sca-tido into he
great gray eyes, and the strong lines of feel
q ing quivoripg round her flexible mouth
She had never before seemed 80 charming
. even to him. All the trilling, all the assum
. ed Indifference, all the hautcur was gon
. from his manner now; all the coldncss iron
. hers. They had stood that day in the pres
cnce of death. All that was false and con
y ventioual had been rent away Only tn
{ true and real remained. The imperou
. Miss Churchill was gentle as little child
Morgan" bent over and kissed the hand sh
y gave hiin
e You have saved my life,' she said. 'IToy
= can | thank your
/ BY giving me what | most want
i And that is?'----
Yourself. Agatha-the only woman eve
: loved-without whom life is not worth tn
= price of living.
t But have a great many faults
: Il know it, SO have |, We have botl
! lived too long in an artificial atmosphere t.
have kept ourselves wholly unspotted iron
the world. We will begin our reform to
gcther to-day
And do you love me as am, faults anC
E all?'
! ! AS love my own soul, Do you love me
: Agatha?
!, + Let my life tell You
The life which you give me; do you not
y you have saved it, she answered softly
it is yours to keep or reject
Beloved! may God deal with me as
with you.'
That night their engagement was mad
known to tho dwellcrs at Sachem's Head
There were congratulations, and comments
and pleasant prophesics. Only Jeannett
Randall and Marian Amcs had each secre
: to keep. But the touch of pain had trie
: them as gold is tried 10y fire, The CROWN
: hatred was transmitted to a Tenderness
= neither of them had felt for each othe
before. The sorrow they bore together an
!, in silence was a bond neither would care t
> break.
The experience would not hurt them
The love they thought so real had onl.
L stirred the outer surface of their hearts. 1t
blighting hut made their natures deeper am
u truer. Ther day would come for them toe
3 by-and-by, with its full radiance.
T. Agatha Churchill's was when she marrle'
! Paul Morgan.
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