The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1864-04-22

had unclOsed the firln-set lips for single in
slant che would have shrieked. Her dumb
anguish was thousand times worse than tears,
more than q river of tears
She had promised to be Mr.. Trevanion's wife
through gratitude because she was lonely and
desolate as he had said and knew not till too
late that life would bring any other love.
That she had learned to love this handsome
Tom Trevanion, was q fixed fact. How, or
when the love crept into her heart she could
not have told; bus she knew, to her sorrow,
that it was there. She had thought to put II
away from her, to forget the manly, tender
face; but she found her own heart rebel all
she could do was to keep the sad secret from
the eyes of Tom and his uncle. She never
entered the study now, so they met only at
| meals.
She went down one niCht in the twilight to
the almost unused library. The street lamps
were lighting, and she stood with her face
pressed against the window pane, watching
the little lame boy as he went his rounds. 1t
was wan, pitiful face, and Tom Trevanion
and longed to gather it to his breast. "Oh,
if it was any one but brave old Uncle Hal that
loved her. he would-he wOuld-but this was
dishonor." The closed eyes saw nothing but
heart picture she was looking at. SO Tom
could gaze his fill at the sad face. The tired
see that splendid face bending over her with al
expression she could not misunderstood.
There was perfect silence for many minutes.
Tom stood with folded arms and tight shut
lips. What could he say that wOnld not be
dishonor? Bell made movement as though
she were going to leave the room.
Bell. I am going away tomorrow. leave
on Monday for Europe"
She trembled so that he put his arm around
her, and then, as though wholly unable to re-
sist it, he drew the beautiful head to his
breast. She just let it lie there for she knew
that it was for the last time; that dreary last
time!
MY darling! mine in this sad hour. If nev-
| er again. love you, Is,bel, with holy, ten
der love, and I am leaving yon becsuse Of that
love. ought not to have told you this. but
you know it. Isabel and it seems some cOnso-
lation to put it in words. IL would be dishonor
in ME to try to win you from kind Uncle Hal,
and dshonOr in you to be so won. for he has
set his hesrt on you, little Isabel. We must
part, though it rend our hearts in twain, and
now, for hear uncle's voice, and I have no
further strength left"
He led her to chair, and pressing one kiss
upon her pale lips staggered almost blindly
from the room. 1t was fearful storm of feel
ing, requiring all his love for his brave old
uncle, all his honorable feelings to prevent
him rushing back and claiming Isabel. That
he had no right to do so he knew, save by the
passionate love he bore her. Two hours later.
he entered his uncle's study. The old man sat
smoking with closed eyes.
"Get your pipe, Tom, and let US have good
time"
II cannot, nncle; I am not we'll tonight.
Uncle Halbert,- l sail for Europe on Monday
and have come to say goOd-by tonight l
must go to Norwich tomorrow"
as the boy mad What in the name of
common sense would take you off again?
Why, Tom, you arc i'll! What is it, boy3"
- No matter, uncle
"Tom, am the only father you have ever
known command you, by fathers right,
to tell me what this means. Are You in debt,
my boy? IF SO, speak it out II it is one
thousand dollars will pay it, anything rather
than have you leave me-"
'.Uncle. don't press me; just let me go
quietly. give you my word, the word of
Trevanion. which never was broken, that 1t Is
nothing of debt or difficulty of that kind. 1t
i5 only private matter of my own
"I must know it, Tom"
Uncle, it will grieve you"
"No matter, boy" The old uian rose and
put his arm affectionately on Toms shoulder.
Come boy. out with it."
Uncle, l love Isabel Vaughn. Itis because
of her am leaving America. It all can do
7 fought against it long uncle; but God help
me: my love was stronger than my will.' Il
docs Isabel love your"
81 Sit down here miuute, Tom, while l go
to my chamber. You must have funds to 90
to Europe on" ai .t-.i ,.,.e1 ,.'.H.. =.
Tom folded his arms upon the tabls> and laid
his head upon them. 1.-THE worst Is over
now. Ihave parted with Isabel, and told my
uncle ALL"
Mr.. Trcvanion went straight to Isabel's room.
lie knocked softly
Isabel, want to speak to you, just one
moment"
She came to the door, surprised at this un.
usual proceeding, but too wretched to care
Isabel, would You just as leave marry Tom
asme?" '.. ~. ,....- =, -
1t was startling question. Isabel would
have fallen had not her guardian caught her in
his arms. -',.....
" You see, Isabel, the foolish fellow has fall
len In love with you, and as he is too honorable
to try to steal You away from me, he Is deter
only sisters child, and If you could love him,
Isabel, T." .F.ta
The old, saucy look came back to Isabel's
eyes. ~ d1
I" l will try, guardy." ,..
"Then come with me-"
He led her. excitedly. along the hall, and en-
tering the study said " Here, Tom, I'll fore.
go my claim ifyou can make it all right with
Isabel. could not see you go, my boy" He
closed the door, and with rare delicacy, left
the lovers alone.
Over the interview we will draw veil
By mutual consent the knowledge of their
mutual love was kept from Uncle Halbert, and
he thinks to this day that Isabel married Tom
to please him. s. e
Isabel and Tom have been married FIVE hap
py years. Isabel is little like the Isabel of this
story, save In form and feature. She is gentle
and quiet; and has givsn over all her mad
moods. subdued by the power of love. and
the fulness of her young life, she would flash
out some of these same old mad moods, Tom
would put his arm tenderly around her and
say, Don't, Isabel, darling. / love you best
in your new mood. The saucy, defiant Isabel
Vaughn has passed away, and in her stead L
hold to my heart my loving, tender Isabel Tre-
v0ni0n."
Dear reader, good night ataa. ~. 4.