The Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, 1863-01-22

| ohe oi the gentlemen HAO hau 0een with
the party.
"Not see her. And what is the reason,
| cannot see her 2!
Frank St john spoke with quiet decis-
ion and resolution of manner, before which
even Mrs May and the grim old doctor
| gave way.
at is useless to talk of disturbing her,
doctor. Are we not the nearest and dear
est to one another of all the world? Is
it not my privilege 70 sit beside her pillow
Of pain ? Nay, sir demand il as my
| right she is ny. aliianced wife :"
''Ali this j. at anecnd now, Mr. ST.
| john said tie old lady. trembling in
/ spite Of herself. "Alice releases YOU from
your pledge
''But won't be released :" said Frank,
impetuously. ''She is my 5etrothed bride,
and will never give her up"
! '-St. John, listen to me, and hear reas-
on said the doctor, gravely, laying his
/ hand on the young mans shoulder "The
city surgeon has decided that it is neces-
sary for Miss May to lose her right arm"
/ CLOSE her right arm ?'
"Ycs," said Mrs May, "and therefore,
Mr.. St. John, we deem it just and right
to set you free from the promise which
would bind you for life to poor cripple"
| St. Joha's brow had grown white with
suppressed emotion; he drew up his COM
mandfng figure to its full height
DO you for an instant suppose" said
| he, in accents o. calm, measured scorn,
''that [ shall give up ny promised darling
COW 4? Never! She is mine-uine to
cherish, love and protect-nsille even more
than she was before | love Alice May,
aud | viii never yield her up save to the
hand of death! Let me so to her"
He pushed Mrs. May aside with strong
| hand, and entered the darkened room be-
yond.
''Let him enter" said the old doctor,
rubbing mist away from his spectacles.
Hes noble fellow, and the very sound
of his voice win do her good"
Mr.. May stood in silence; she had
! never dreamed of the possibility Of love
strong and abiding ike lhis.
"Alice nay own Alice !"
He knelt beside the sofa, his dark curls
almost touching her paliid face.
Frank l did not think"
"Hush, dearest" he said, imperatively:
They talk to me of giving you up! New
er. SO long as life and. consciousness re-
main"
"But, Frank, YOU know my arm-"
81 KNOW You arc my own little betrothed
and that's all care to know. Alice;
you will not send me away"
No-she did not. Would you have
done it, readery
''Grandmamua," said Alice softly, the
next morning, as she lay among She pill
lows in her white dress, her cheek almost
as colorless as tke muslin robe itself, '.what
do You think about Franks devotion,
nowf"
"My dear" said old Mrs May, ''it's the
most extraordinary thing ever heard Of"
Alice smiled sic did not think so, for
she had known all along, just what metal
Frank was made Of
And it was surprising how swiftly those
, long hours o. illness passed away, when
Frank was adjusting her pillows with
more than q woman's gentleness, and
rc5diug to her, or talking Of the future.
when she should be all his own. 1t was
not so very d,sasreeable TO be sick, Alice
thought Ani ,aen it was almost worth
the hours ot pam 10 have grandmamma
learn 10 appreciate Frank.
st last the cyentful hour arrived when
. tttc CubciaNc q. SutSHi-i-ldceu Oiu uoctot5
were t. arrive at :; final decision regard
;nr bee Our readers may imagine the
feyerisi. Impotence with which ST. John
ga~e;l M ana down the garden walk,
awaiting Jiiv termination of their consulta-
ton.
"Wcll 2" he exclaimed, pale aud breath
less, Us Dir. Jefferson at length came iii
FROM howing oft his fellow Galens.
"lly dearest boy" said the old man, in
accents scarce audible from enotiou, "the
arm viii be saved %
'.li3ank lleavep. broke from St Johns
in- bat il WAS of Alice he was thinking,
40; or himself
M re than this, Frank" went on the
doetor, III yea can wait patiently two
mra h+. we viii give our patient up 20
you rs inycly as ever, the prettiest bride
4 in the conntY You have proved yourself
worthy OF her. and that's more than /
/ coull say 70 every yonne man."
i)y. j sfierson was rleht. he fair bride
I that et1oa at the flower wreatheG altar,
/ few weeks later was no less beautiful, tho
perhaps shade or two paler, than the
lovely Nice May OF cid aud Frank ST.
/ John loved her all the more for that fiery
orde4i Of Doubt and anguish thro' which
they had passed