The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1862-10-18

81 was extremely i'll" she said "She had
found me like one deal upon the floor of my
room. How long l had lain there she could not
tell. She had not called me at tea time be.
cause she thought went ont with Lucy Curri.
er, and had not returned, The doctor said I
must be quiet"
'The doctor!" repeated, wonderingly,
staring into her face.
eyes, dear, the doctor-good Doctor Owens;
here he is now" and she stepped aside that
might see him, but turned my head away
murmuring-
''Walter, Walter!"
'Do YOU wish to see him?" asked the good
old man, pressing his cool hand upon my fore
head.
''see him? Oh, no, no, sir!" cried, sudden
strength coming..upon me at the thought, 81
shall never see him again"
swell, well, you needn't dear, don't mind
it, soothingly, believing me delirious.
sank YEARLY back upon my pillow, and as
did so heard my mother whisper my name.
l listened attentively.
Had we better telegraph to him!'' she
said
"There is no particular cause for your doing
so. A letter sent by mail Tomorrow morning
will do as well. do not apprehend any seri-
Gus results from this attack. Do as you please,
however"
1--WE will send tonight, then. Walter can
come IN the first train Tomorrow" answered
my father. Il
Don't don't send for him. cried sprngink
wildly up. ''If you love me, do not let him
know that am i'll. shall be better soon. Do
not look at me SO, I am not deliriouss know
what am saying-don't send for him!'
'Why mott" asked my father.
'tBecause, because" faltered, 81 cannot
tell you why"
"What is it my child?" queried my father.
"Walter will never come here again for me;
"What?"
"He is married to some one else! read it
in to days paper" said.
"To.day's paper" responded my mother.
eyes, it is in my room; 60 for it,
The paper was found, and the evidence of
Walters perfdy read by each member of the
family before the wretched truth could be re-
allied, and then a blank silence followed, and
my mother. came to my bedside and put her
dear arms lovingly about me, and said, if all
others failed, she would rather suffer from his
6ckleness thousand times over than bear up
under his guilt; it was all for the best, even
though my heart broke under the burden which
bore down upon it.
How from my Utmost soul blessed that
mother for the comforting words she spoke to
me, and while l nestled closely to her arms,
like frightened, grieved child, and felt the
warm tears upon my cheeks, her tender kisses
upon my lips, through my sorrow, little vein
OF JOY found its way, and thanked God for my
mother-for,my mothers love!
In few days was up and about the house.
The pride that had been numbed by my first
shock Of sorrow, took up life again and came
faithfully to my aid put a seal upon my
lips. Upon them should lnger no regrets
play no words of passionate tenderness; tarrv
no names which had been once uttered with so
much gladness. My heart should prison all
its griefs, though in their rebellion it were tor
and broken. Pride should be the stern senti-
mel which would set to watch over it. Pride
the sexton which should bury from the eyes of
the world my woe the mutilated corpses of
my once brilliant hopes. The world should
have no tombstones to look upon. and say that
in such a place my dead was lying l, and
only knew the silent resting place.
And thus the days went on. till the time fix
ed for Walters coming was at hand. The story
of his marriage spread rapidly through the
village. Every gossip was busJ With this rare
Piece Of news. If | went out, was watched
as eagerly as though were condemned Grim
inal or wild ferocious animal that was bent
upon some fatal mischief. Some said that l
was most heartbroken; and others that l was
nearly insane; and others still that had fallen
into sort Of stupor from which should never
be aroused; that in all human probability l
should live but short time. God knows, l
prayed that the last may be so; that every day
7 tho ;phf IF hot
the bridal robes laid away so carefully might
be my shroud at the time thought should
become blessed happy wife
The day on which Walter was to come dawn
ed at last. knew, expected that it would
be wretched one to me, and l shuddered
when its light broke clear and rosily at my
windows. o, how everything Knocked me, on
that morning. The mist rose up like fra
grant breath from the lowlands at the first warm
kiss of the sun, and lay like white ma.'tle at
the feet Of sweet. green hills. The fields
stretched away, glistening IN the sunlight, as
though their nantes were studded with jewels;
and the birds bymned out their praises rich
and clear upon the morning air. In all this
how wretchedly, how wickedly cursed the
very fate that made me look upon it--live to
see it.
Wandered out into the woods, where the
silence grew more terrible than the busy, bus
ting sounds of humen life. l went back to
the village again YEARLY towards home
went past the station. A train had just that
moment come in. had promised to meet
Walter there at that very hour. turned back,
l knew not why perhaps thong ht to cheat
mvselt for moment into the belief that should
meet him as promised; that the past week
was myth, dream. AS l did so we'll,
known voice sounded upon my ear. turned
quickly around, the blood receding rapidly
from my brow cheeks, and lips. Mercifu
heavens! Walter Mayo was standing before
me, with beautiful, SLOWLY dressed woman
leaning upon his arm!
"Ob, if could but be away from this spot !!
1 thought as terrible faintness came over me
"Wss pride frightened from her post again
Should l give up there, sink before those cold
criticising eyes? No, no." and with strong
effort l moved on, directly past them. As
did so, Walters gaze fell upon me.
"Ah, there is Annie he said, this way
Helen" and going towards me he held out hi
hand.