Maysville weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1864-1866, 1864-05-19

in the great ;ud gment day, she will rise up
and call you blessed; and Philip-I. who
have loved you so entirely, so devotedly, so
Passionately, l will go on my way alone,
seeking that peace which passeth unders-
tanding.'
Now; for the last timo, farewell May
God bless and forgive you; as / do.
| MAUD RAYMOND.
And, as she finished writing, the noble
girl threw down her pen, and leaning her
head upon her hand, sobbed convulsively.
No eyes but those of God and his angels
looked in upon her, as she knelt and pray
ed for strength 10 her agony; none knew of
the deep grief that had fallen so suddenly
upon her, crushing aud well-nigh breaking
her heart. %e5 sAs
Six weeks afterwards, she sat in her city
home, and read in an English paper, the
marriage of Philip We're and Lady Glare
Leslie. She did not weep; she did not faint
but, invoking a blessing upon them both,
she turned away, with sad smile, and
busted herself with the manuscripts that
lay scattered upon her writing-desk.
CHAPTER II.
Three years had passed away since Maud
Raymond sat in her room and read the mar
rage of Philip We're. To her they had
found pleasure in laboring for the good of
others; and If she was not happy, she had
at least learned to be calm. -
In those years she had grown more beau
tiful; and among the many noble won en- W ho
adorned the high circle of society In which
she moved-the brightest ornament perhaps
none were more often sought in marriage
than this one loving woman. But for all
suitors she had the same firm, yet gentle
no. The world wondered; but noue knew
of the throbbing heart that beat SO wildly
beneath the outward calmuess; none read in
mournful songs. the sorrows wruDg from sad
experience.
And how had time dealt with Philip
We're? To him those three years had
brought much of sorrow. Shortly after his
arrival in England, his parents had both
died. His wife he had loved-not as he
loved Maud-but more than he had once
thought possible; indeed. she was so gentle,
so saint-like, that he could not have done
otherwise. For one brief year she linger-
ed by his side, and then With his dear name
upon her lips, she too, died, and they laid
her to rest in the silent tomb. And did the
face of Maud-of loving, Maud-uever
come to his mind in all those years? Yes.
Many times and oft he had thought of her;
aud it was her face that drew him, two
years after the death of his wife, a second
tim across the Atlantic. .I .s-f
1t was warm, bright morning in June,
aud Philip We're sat by au open window, in
his beautiful mansion on the banks of the
Hudson, tn mixing of her whom he had low
ed so we'll. A strange inexpressible sadness
stole over him, and raising his mournful
eyes, he said, half sudIbly:-
oh, Maud, would that might see you
once more =---.st "a 5..sf -s. ~
Even whilst he was speaking. a lady ell
egantly attired. rode by on horseback; it was
but hasty glimpse that caught her face !;
but that sufficed; tha. noble queenly head
that soft brown hair, and those soul
speaking eyes, could belong to none but
Maud. ..s-.s.- y-ss,- -
Seizing his hat, he hurried down the soft,
mossy foot path that led to the road, and
! saw her ride rapidly on, aud take the grav-
elled walk which ended in front of a neat
white villa. Doubtless she was stopping
there's and now-and his heart beat wildly
at the -thought--now he should see her
| again.
Mounting one Of his swiftest horses, he
| galloped down to the little villa; a servant
cond ucted him to the elegantly furnished
parlor.
Can see Miss Raymond? he asked
with breathless eagerness. The servant
bowed and left the room. -ssz
Scarce five minutes had elapsed d-tho' to
| him it seem ed so many hours--ere the door
was opened and Maud entered. Yes it was
/ lMaud-but she lad changed Her hair as
darker, and instead of falling in curls upon
ner white neck, was plated, in broad CLOS
sy braids, around her noble head; her ey
were deeper;a ;and the light that sho wn in their
clear depths, was sadder and more subdu ed
her form was more elegant. Maud Ray
mond, the woman of twenty, was different
from the girl of fseyenteen--and yet, SO very,
very like, F5 Str -
Sac came gracefully forward. with the old
] sweet smile upon her face, as if expecting to
m eet friend; but when she gazed into the
sad, thoughtful face-when- she met the
glance of his dark-b blue eyes, self-com-
mand, for once. forsook her.
I / Ithought--I expected- So
i In moment he was was by her side.
i Oh! Maud, darling, forgive-pity me
! and love me again, he cried. I am alone
\ now, parents-wife--all have gone, and
very lonely, Maud. w i'll you not forgive
aud love again2 tef " k%
u quick blush dyed her fair cheek, and
lit up her beautiful eyes. She gave him
her hand; he clasped it eagerly.
Maud he whispered, very softly, 'hav.
you forgotten the days gone by, when W,
loved each other SO well?"
No, Philip; and she raised her lustrou
ey es to his as sh 9 spoke; nc have not for
gotten-I told you could not.
Maud, said be in embling tones, wher
I left America. I feared that you nigh
think me unworthy of your love; but
have striven to do my duty. And nov
j darling, will you not tell me that you Low
: me2 Will you give me back the hear
!, which you once said was all my own?
! He knelt before her as he spoke. Sh
3 looked down npon him for q moment; ant
!, then. with loving, be aiming smile, kisset