The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1864-01-14

; Are there moments in all lives wheI
} our good angel forsakes US? Halt un
consciously he said to her:
:" Miss Ash--Georgiana, we were
friends once-I do not like to see yor
sad." -er Ga m f .aa
The great amber eyes turned onhin
look of mute reproach. After mo
ment she said, with trifle of the ole
petulance-- sa avs
81 do not like to have my moods
noticed. 1t is not generous in you
with all you want in life, to look Out
from the safer shelter of your happiness
and watch how / bear loneliness and
heartache."' 2. 49,. ..asa4-es II
"All want in life!" g,e5 .es,
He repeated the words after he,
dreamily, as if he was questioning him.
self whether indeed be had what be
most wanted in life. The past seemed
to be throbbing in bis heart-tingle in
his pulses. Were the days dead in
which he had been this woman's lover
They had turned, melancholy as it were,
and were passing down the shaded
path which she had walked up alone.
for while neither spoke. What SUBJ
tie magnetism, was it her presence that
made it thrill him SO just to walk by
her side. He stole look at her at
length. She was pale to the lips, and
slow tears were stealing from under
her dropping eyelids. A sudden mad
impulse swayed him-a wild longing
to read her heart. He put out his hand
and touched hers. He spoke with a
tone that should be obeyed: 3
"What is it ? / will know. Is it any
thought of the past, of me, that moves
you?" .-,
She turned her eyes, full of reproaob,
upon him. n 81, .1e
"What right have you, Alice De-
von's lover, to the past or me? Be
content with your own JOY. 1t should
be piquant enough without the zest of
enhancing it by contrast with my
misery" ...... ~.
The mention of Alice Devon struck
a pang, sword-keen, to his heart. He
was not bad man nay, he was per-
haps better than most men. He re-
spected his plighted word-he loved
Alice. Still he lad not strength enough
to escape from the baleful spell which
was closing round him.
" Your misery!" he cried. "Do
you, whom all the world envies, know
what misery means Tell me. will
know.
Again that long, reproachful look
from out those amber eyes.
+" Howard for shame! You must not,
you shall not torture me, now when all
ties between us are over. Do you
think | would have parted with you in
anger that last time if had not thought
your love was strong enough to bring
you back Wewere both wrong-we
ought to have forgiven each other. But
why talk of it? You are better off
and perhaps / am not too severely
punished for the share of blame that
was mine." d iasi:
Thoughts swan through his brain
deliriously. See, his youths love,
loved him-was suffering for him-had
loved him all the while He looked at
her, more beautiful than ever in her
sorrow, her tenderness. After all, was
not the old love the true love
eff were free" he began.
ssOf what use would be freedom ?"
she interrupted him passionately. "You
were free five years." t. 81
sBut 1 did not see you. Oh,
George, this is cruel; You should
have come before, or Lot at all.
just then steps crushed the sand
near them. Around sudden turn in
the winding path came Mary Everett,
with Alice, his Alice clinging to her
arm. g+--T
"We heard few words-we could
not help it," Miss Everett said, with
eyes of stern rebuke, leading her friend
by. .loas is
Howard Thorne cursed his fate as
be saw his little loves pale face, with
the heart break settling over it, almost
like the shadow of death. He knew
now where his heart was-saw what
brief madness had passed him. He
would have given half the uni
verse to be able to 60 to Alice's side
and tell her the truth. But he dared
not approach her. For the first time