Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1861-07-16
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| nobody but me, cri ed gayCherrie, tossing
her curls. do you know what old Aunt
/ Nellie said 2"
"She says many very fine things, Cher
rie. What was the last?"
"She said that as | an an orphan, and
| you are net my brother for true. you
know, when grow to be a tall lady like
| Clara Sayton, and if you don't marry, you
may marry me. Won't that be funny ?''-
And here Cherrie clapped her little hands
with glee.
Harry smiled at her innocence, and
| said
! "What is q wife, Cherrie Pr
| She unused for moment. and replied
"lt's-iet me see. Aunt Nellie said it
was mans fate. Is it 2"
'Not always" laughed Harry. "But
must tell Aun, Nellie not to put such non-
sense in that giddy pate of yours, Cher
| rie"
Cherrie was child who had been left
with Harly's mother four years before the
date of this story. and under somewhat
strange circumstances.
A stranger had applied at the modest
| cottage of the Widow Harry, and desired
! the benevolent old lady to rear and educate
the little girl until he should return to
claim her. lie gave no name, but left a
heavy purse of gold to maintain her, prom
isiug to return at the end OF two years to
| claim his daughter, if possible.
PAY me when you return" was the re-
mark of the kind hearted widow, attracted
by the beauty of the child, ad refusing the
gold, for the stranger seemed more in need
of it than She.
Four years had passed since then, and
still the stranger did not return while the
kind widow began to look upon the lovely
waif as her own, and named her Cherrie,
for in his haste the stranger had not told
her name, and the only one the child could
give was Pet, name Mrs. Harry disliked.
This, then, was the little maiden who
chatted to the discarded lover as he sought
his home
CHAPTE II.
Ten years had passed since Clara Sayton,
the heiressat-law, left the little village,
when she returned to its quiet scenes still
unmarried, aud now Disguised with fash
ionable life, though but twenty eight wears
of age.
A few evenings after her return she was
standing where he saw her ten years before
gazing upon the silent waters, when. she
saw her former lover approaching, appa-
rently in deep thought She waited until
he had passed her, unconscious of her
presence, and then said:
Henry, have you forgotten me ?"
Harry, noble looking mar then, past
his thirtieth year, raised his eyes coldly,
and replied:
Miss Sayton, have not forgotten YOU"
Nor how you once loved me, Henry ?''
81 remember all, Miss Sayton," was the
cold response.
Can you forgive me, Henry ?" asked
Clara, trembled then as she had trembied
ten long years before. "Ah, Henry, if YOU
but knew" she continued, eagerly, eff you
but knew how | have grieyed ever my fol-
ly"
You still love me, Miss Saytou-or
rather return to your former belief that you
loved me ?" asked Harry, sternly.
Clara Sayton had lost much of her pride
in learning the hollow heartedness Of the
world she had preferred to genuine love,
yet it cos. her fearful struggle to reply.
Henry, Henry, | loved you them
knew not how strongly until long alter
and, Henry, l have come back to tell you |
love you still"
Harry gazed at her SPLENDID beauty for a
moment, aud could not doubt her truth as
her lips so reluctantly confessed her folly,
solve darkened his brow, as he reulied:
You said we were not equals then, Clara
SaJt"n-you meant in fortune. am richer
now than then but still when weighed in
such balance"
Henry" cried Clara, unable to restrain
her emotion, Il was mad Sudden wealth
had turned my brain. You said then that
| had crushed your heart-do not now
make true your prophecy and crush mine"
CLARA" said Henry, gently, yet firmly,
''the prophecy may he true. cannot-dn
not love you | love another. and in three
| days shall call.that one my wife. Farewell,
and remember that scorned love wthers to
revive no more"
He was going, when Clara Sayton sprang
to his side and said:
That one of whom you speak is more
false to you than have ever been. For if
| uttered falsehood in saying / did not love
you, she has done wrong in telling you she
| does"
"What mean you, Miss Sayton % ex-
claimed Henry, growing pale.
"lf prove her false, viii you restore to
me that love once spurned ?"
$50 be it," replied Harry, as confident in
| the truth of his intended wife as that he
| lived.
| Come with me. that you may both see
| and hear" said Clara, triumphantly. as she
! turned and FASTENED into the dense thicket
that overhung the high and steep banks
Harry followed her until she paused upon
the edge of the cliff, and pointed down.
wards. He looked, and saw a blooming
| girl Of eighteen years seated upon grassy
ledge, not many feet below, and grew ashy
| white as he saw her sunny curls falling in
massy ringIets upon the bosom Of gentle
! man, whose form and features betokened
that scarcely more than forty years had
! passed over his head
The lady was Cherrie, grown into most
| beautiful woman, and the afianced wife of
Henry Harry.
But who was the stranger7
Harry heard Cherries clear and thrilling
voice say
"Ah know that l shall love you all
the more for our long separation, dear
Harry could not catch the last word, the
name, for Clara d rev him away, and whis-
pered-
Have proved it7"
again you have crushed nv heart"
groaned Harry; sis there no faith in wo-
man %
'Yes. Am not faithful, Henry ?" asked
Clara
Harry made no reply, and they were leav
ing the spot W hen Cherrie suddenly ap-
peared and cried
Henry Henry my father has come at
/ last I"
Your father - exclaimed Harry spring.
ing to meet the tall and dignifed stranger.
as he followed the happy Cherrie.
Yes. my young friend" said the strang
er. 81 am her father, but do not think
that have come to rob you of her love-
You have nobly won her, and she is
yours"
MAY ask your name ?" said Harry, as
he grasped the extended hand of the strapg.
| err
INV name is Robert Armand. the son