The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1864-03-17

ooquet, thinking, who knows OF what
Perhaps a lonely grave under the crue
Southern star; perhaps of the woman
who had .wiled her lovers hear
away.
Somebody spoke to her; she looked
up, and all Of sudden her frightened
eyes traced a figure beyond the oper
door opposite to which she sat, figur,
hurridly pressing through the crowd
"Where is she? / aciU see Bessie
wedding or no wedding. Who has I
better right than ?''
The next moment the pale, whit,
rnbed bride lay like fair, statue i,
Henry Ives arms.
"Stand IF, I say y he cried fiercrly
Let no one come between me and IT,,
woman I love. | have earned her t.
he my wife-earncd her bv wound,
upon the battle field If the country sh,
loved. Do yon say she is 10 be mar
ried to James Crawling ?-What ha
James Crawling done with all the let
ters | sent To his care-with all tn,
messages entrusted to him? She had
better be in her grave than married t,
James Crawling, Mr.. Attelry, you ar,
a juA and good man-jn,lge betweer
me and the treachorous fox / fancieC
friend" at..-T ,r
''Harry, Harry !" faltered. the old
man, ~ never tlremed of this. Tel
us abount it, my boy, forimy old head
swims.' .ez reiW
And Harry Ives, still holding Bessi,
to his heart, revealed the story of hi:
own truth and James Grayling's luplic
ity. When he had finished the pas
stoned recital, Moses Atterfy claspe,i
the strong brown hand between his
horny palms, and said, solemnly:
"My boy, | ask your. pardon for
every doubttiha. has ever crossed my
mind, and | thank the mercitul Pruyi
dence that has spared Bessie from be-
ing Jim Cravings wife. We were to
have a wedding IL night, and8it isn't
too late yet, If Harry hasn't no objec.
tons to be married in his sol
cloths" ~.... z-..s....-.
''Father y interposed Bessie, rosy
as a whole boquet of carnations blend
ed into one, but Harry took her hands
into his, Whispering: 3s8v u.f
Love! shall not feel secure until |
can call you wife, and the remon-
STRANGE died away upon her lips.
''Are you all ready, Elder Wilkins 2"
said Moses, "cause l believe the young
couple is.' -p.Ods 30d be
Ah she looked like a bride now,
with the hazel light burning in soft
fires under her long curled lashes, and
the carmine dyes coming and going
upon her cheek, like proud and hap
py bride. os an
The ceremony was scarcely over be.
fore the silver chime of sleigh bells
sounded at the door, and James Gray
ings voice was heard exclaiming:
"I'm afraid I'm a little late, but the
the horse sprined his leg, and had to
change him at esquire Warrenton's.
However--'9 tss'tiJ 5H roi
"Yes, Jim Grayling, youHARE little
late" said Moses Atlerly, taking
prodigious pinch of SNUFF, ''for darter's
married already"
"Married p calculated Grayling, as
if half uncertain whether his intended
father in law were not fit subject for
a lunatic asylum.
"Yes-to Harry Ives"
AS James Grayling's bewildered eye
caught sight in the brilliantly lighted
room beyond of the young soldier bend.
ing his tall body to listen to some whis-
pered word from Bessie, he turned a
dull dead yellow, aud chill dew broke
out around his mouth. TOst
"Wbat does this mean % he asked.
"It means, Jim Grayling that You
are. a scoundrelr' said the old man
with a sudden fire flashing in his eyes.
"There's the open door. ~ Leave this
house before Harry Ives sets eyes on
you, for he's a spirited lad and mis-
chief might become of it. Aud, hark
ye! never let me see your villinous
face again"
Silently and like wounded snake,
James Crawling crept out into The chill
darkness Of the tempestuous night, a
detected, disappointed man. a. And so
effectualIy did he take old Moses At
terly,s advice, that the little village in
the hollow knew his name and his