Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1864-05-31

seat, white ana motionlsss. Through tba
open windows the rain swept 10 broad
binding sheets, and cries and means Of
terror mingled with the tnmult Of the tenn
pest.
The stranger bad hurried to the side Of
Amy Lynn, as soon as be could place the
frightened wife ofthe rector in her hus.
bands care. She was acarcely cognisant
Of his presenos he drew her arm with
in bis own and said:
The storm is abasing. may conduct
you to your carriage a. =
She permitted him to lead her 70 the
vestibule, as she was too much agitated TO
goalone. Mrs. Duffon waited her at the
door, 50 be resigned her. to aid any one
Who should need assistance.
Amy, said Mrs, DuEon, at the tea tas
bic. the following afternoons I hear 1t ru-
mered that Ashly Lee has setnFbed.'
Amy tried to appear uniaserested az she
asked. have yOp seen him z
NO; but they say he IS aperfess gem.
i.essee, ena 9 spI'eliee Plef. R5pit yoe
ltifE Ans 81 viii oaN so6n
$ aee,s tnow. Nss The low resp dass
Don't speak Of him agoins As.i7 ANY
walked to the window and waseksd tI,s
long. slsnting lines Of rain coming from
the dim clouds over head. go sfE5
She felt lonely and forsaken. 90
Perhaps she thought, he despises me
now as despised him. He means shall
taste the emp once placed to mis- Iips.'
Three or four days passed and she had
not seen Ashly Lee. At choir rehearsal
she again met the stranger in company
with some Of the celebrities of the place.
and she believed he resemhled some one
whom che had before met. She was con.
scious of his fixed regards, and his pres.
ence filled her mind with vague memories.
de astOnished her by sustaining a diff
cult part in the orstorio they were practis.
ing. At the close of the recitation, ANY
quietly moved away. As she reached the
door, he stood there in conversation with
the leader He bowed respectfully, and
perplexed aud almost terrified at her emo.
tioDs. she hurried homeward Il was a
gloomy afternoon. The sky glared With
an angry glow between the hill-tops and
the clouds after sunset, and b south wind
swept the trembling sspens till they wall.
ed loudly at it's violence. Amy stood Ia
the door, looking down the orchard aisles
etrewn with unripe fruit beaten from the
heavily laden bougbs by the storm. Along
the familiar path winding among the trees,
she deserted the stranger approaching =
lie fingered at the gate, and began pluck
ing handtulls Of lilac leaves, which be al,
lowed to sift slowly through his fingers
AS De stood thus IN the rudy gloom of the
western sky, the picture of one, self ban
isheo, VINO stood there, years ago, came
before her mental vision, one so every vav
dissimIlar to him. who, as she unused. came
slowly toward her. -'
i come with q message fr1m Ashly
Lee he said, as be paused on the tbresb
hold.
Amy shivered with apprehension.
he babe me say to you that be had re
turned with heart full Of love for YOU
He asks through me, Amy, will you try
and return that lover have risen TO
fame have won popularity. Ny wealth,
my talents. my heart-I lay at your feet.
Will you reject them?' 81
Amy was sobbing, with, her face hidden
IN her hands. i- ~ - -
1t is as feared be said, mournfulIy
Ny friend has yet to suffer. He turned
away. =
Amy dashed of the gathering tears and
ran after him.
Tell him. she whispered. that 1 don't
know my own hesrt, but will do right
lie has my resi- ect and esteem. / will
give him affection, if can.
They stood together by the gate.
DO you remember the ungainly youth
who stood here by your side seven wears
ago? HIS heat was full of bitterness as
well as your own. He vowed then to win
the regard of her-his wife in name. Do
you not think he has p
The stranger gazed into the eyes Of
Amy, who, blushing and fearful, exclaim.
ed:
You are Ashly LeeP
And you love mef'
No one was near to listen, so Auy's re-
ply was lost; but the following Sabbath.
Amy, clad in white, left her seat in tbe
choir, and Joined Ashly Lee 10 the cbaucel.
when the good old rector once more ,ro.
nounce5 them man and wife. Mrs. Asbly
Lee no longer presides at the organ in our
village church, but we hear of her in a
distant city, where her genius is the admi.
ration OF thousands. Her husband ranks
in the world Of Ietters; and Mrs Dufon.
who yet presides over the handsome couu-
try-seat. on the site of the old farm house.
AYERS that he is devoted TO his wife. who
in turo. idol zes him, and that no happier
couple exists. r.