The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1865-12-14
BY sCHOFF..a VINEGAR < co. -,sx
VOLUME 2G.7


best years of his life, that she must perse
cute him so? hOr was she i'll trouble, and
some shadow of her old trust made her send
for him in her DISTRESS? 1t did not, signify,
In either case he .raust obey her summons,
for he could not confess himself too weak to
bear to see her.
At half past eleven he presented himself
Ito the door Of the Hotel de France. and
asked for lady Lifford Miladi was at
home, Monsieur would find her ,apart4lent
an p~smier, if lie would give hirnseF the
trouble to walk up stairs. The apartment
door was opened by an English lady s maid,
who showed him into the sitting room and
departed without announcing him, closing
the door softly behind her.
4 ION low chair before The fire sat Mildred,
! reading She had not heard hinIenter, and
for a second he watched her inslence. The
! freight was cleaning on hair as bright and
luxuriant as eyer, but he could see that the
hand held up to shade her face had grown
white and thin. the face, too, was paler
than it used to be, and he fancied that the
4 lines of the mouth had a look Of sadness
that they were strangers to on that day
four years Remembered all, howaviv-
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schoolroom at Charley Hall.
Awkwsrdly enough he advanced towards
the fireplace, but at the first step Mildred
looked up, and the old beautiful eyes met
his, She eolored violently as she rosefrom
her seat, held out her hand and tried to
speak, but the effort was too great, she hid
her face il, her hands and burst into tears.
A great lump stuck in Edward Reeves
throat as-he stood looking at her, quite I'm
manned, and with all his sternness melted
tell me any thing you like he said, gently
don't grieve so, I did not come here to
blame you
But Mildred did not hear, she was strug
Cling with her sobs. i beg your pardon,
she managed at slastto gaspout 1T is 80
foolish, but have been i'll and I'M
happy All at once she turned so pale that
he thought she was going to faint. Instinct.
lively he put out his arm to support her,
perhaps she mistook the gesture, she turned
towards him, gave one look up to the fanil-
Jar face with its expression of unchanged
tenderness, and burst out crying again with
her head on his breast. ys7r FL -
For once in Edward Reeves life he lost
all power Of self control Away went every
thought of what was due to her and to him
self, away went prudence-swallowed OPP IN
his great love aud grief for her. Mildred,
Mildred he cried withsan exceeding bitter
cry, and clasping her tohis heart,s he show
cred down kisses upon her hair. q, For one
instant, he held her in. that position, the
next the door opened, and Sir Edward Lif-a
ford walked iunocentlY into the room. 'n@
Mr.. Reeve released Mildred The mo-
ment of that passion had passed; and shame
overcalne him at the sight lof the man he
had wronged. But he must Shield Mildred
if he could, so he advanced towards Sir Ed
ward, agcertain dignity of manner conceal-i
ing his real feelings. ad : rae. .s..-sasH --
I dare not ask your forgiveness,"he said |
you can hardly think my conduct more
than see it to have been
have been culpablY forgetful Of my duty, |
and | am deeply sensible of it. All canl
venture to ask you, Sir Edward, is to let
your just anger fall upon me,y and not upon
your wife.
Upon my wife = repeated Sir Edward,
opening his honest eyes very wide at this
grandiIoquent speech, ard looking curiously
peaceabIe. What in the world has Lady
Litford to do with it ?e-Do@you suppose,
young man, that makeaher responsible for
the freaks and follies of any young lady she
has the charge Of? .
Unbounded astonishment took possession |
of Mr.. Reeves face, he looked l. at Mildred,
almost doubling his own sense of hear
ing. & asi4I
Is not She do you mean-is not this
Lady Lifford P he stammered at last in. diresI
confusion. - s. 74d
No here is Lady Litford, if you please, /
said CHEEKY voice, and a blooming woman, |
fat, fair, and forty, with the rosiest cheeks
and the merriest smile, walked into the
room. Eb}3
Mr.. Reeve, what have you. been saying
to distress Miss Grant So Fl 10
My dear, perhaps you may be able to
understand what Mr.. Reeve means, be hang
ed i'll can, said Sir Edward, and SIT him-
self down stolidy upon an ottoman VI
But Edward Reeve had turned to Mil |
dred, and drawn her again into his arms be-
fore them all. My darling, tell me only |
one. thing, he whispered, do you belong to
me still p -
And Lady Lifford laid hands on Sir Ed |
ward and conveyed hitn,and -hersAIt out of
thereon, and left the lovers together II
'Aad so you forgive me my lttle,plot, do. !
you. Mr.. Reeve P laughed Lady I4ifford, |
about an hour later when they were all seat |
ed atluncheon. MIR. Reeve was beaming. |
His eyes were glittering through his specta-
Giles with their old twinkle, and the excite
ment had wrought up his spirits toa most
unwonted pitch, k. - ~
J am ready to forgive your ladyship any
thing he replied but l confess a great deal
that has happened is beyond my ~connpre-
hension,' @ ~ FIT g@z
Your wits are wool gathering I an, afraid
but here comes your pupil to ook after his
tutor. Perhaps be may be able toeenlighten
you s 49, = Oh.
Gilbert's handsome face showed itself at
the door. With laughing eyes and out
stretched hands he walk up to his tutor. /,
MAY | congratulate you, Mr.. Reeve? |
was not far wrong was |, in telling Lady
Liford that thought you were still wear
ing the willow for a young lady you had
been engaged to Chats why he tyranuised
over me SOY he added, in comic aside to
Lady Lifford -. ~ a !, d..
Wrong, no. but how in the world did
you know anything about it, ysrsd@
Sir, you have Il sister, | have.a mother, |
they know each other said Gilbert dramati- !
caliy. n t-5s
Come, come" said ~Lady Liford, you
talk as if had nothing to do with it. II
am not going to let you carry off, all the
credit OF this happy denouenent' y ~ rrs
No said Gilbert, folding his hands re-
signedly. knew no names and little
thought in the innocence of my heart, wheuI
carne up astznight with Sir Edward, that r
was being led-into otwhich would end
III my being left tutorless, anaoprobably
plucking.' as e r o.
BE quiet sir, and let me-teII my story to
Mr. Reeve,' said LadyvTitford, good bunior-
ealy; had no idea of taking my niece
abroad to try what changeof climate would
do for her without knowing what the COM
paint was that came upon her so queerly
last Christnias-day So by degrees per
suaded her to confde in me, aud have