The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1866-09-06

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too bitter to bear; tell me gently, but
tell me at once. 1sszr,. 50
It was now Lord rHautain's turn to
look wonderingly at thatfair upturned
face before him, which he believed to
be the face Of a. sister, as he. said,
'tAhything libetMeeh us still, 9Angel?
Why do youamock me in this way,
when there is everything between us,
as yon must best know 7yoq who fixed
the immutable barrier by yorktown
free will? You SmusS let sme be
brother to you, or nothing, Lady Hau-
tam " gaTodH a8stz4 .A40 Li1SQGrq
81 The last words were said II, so sad
tone, that they sank deeply painfully,
into poor Angels heart, for they told
of years Of weary suffering like those
she had herself undergope.g With her
they had purified and efe3atedj with
him they had strengthened, and per-
shaps a little embittered; but then he
had been cruelty injured, and his ma
ture was loyal to the core.
Such natures are embittered, when
they are betrayed as his. had been,
when the noblestemotion of his soul
had been concerned. But she had
balm to heal6allg these heart-Wonnds
now; and her eyes shone with new
light, that illuminated her pale face as
she aassw6Tsd l. Steenie, you are mis-
taking me for samercne else; l am not
your sister; | am not Lady Hautain.
Is it possible that you have not heard
that 4 am Angel Temple sdtI? | broke
off my engagement of one day with.
your brother, even before you had left
England and me. / could not give
youlup SO. easily as you thought Oh,
Steenie! you do not know how sore
nay punishment has beenl but / fully
| deserved it all, i,igy Il - + -
VI As the. poor girl pronounced the
words-theq talismanic Words-Zg am
Angd TEMPLE stu, her lover sprang
quickly to his feet. while his whole
frame shook with the strength of his
new-found joy, and tears streamed
down his cheeks for the first time since
/ the paralyzing strokeowhich had fallen
on his heart in thatzyery room four
years .ago.sAg9
They had both suffered muehs owing
to the faultIof one; but Angels it
was Just that She .should-vhad suffered
the most She had Iost9her, mother
and her lover In those few years and
the sable robes which she wore for the
former were the emblem of the desc
-latien which the loss of the other. had
caused. Z She had H6dfHed for him as
few can mourn andyliye, and her sor-
Gr0w3was DOW telling upon her ,health!i
In Lady Hautain She had found an
either mother, one who had directed
her thoughts to the only fountain of
consolation for such sorrow as hers
bus thee place lof the long l6stO loyef
would never1be filed by iother than
himself. TE3sf E8A3
81 BE, had been living a wild life in
the far distant prairies of the West,
cutoff, as, 1t were, from the land of
Of the livingsq as regarded those
who (. loved = him and II whom he
loved, and chance only had revealed
to him the fact that he had become
possessor of the barOny of Hautairi-
a fciftuhstaiieeo which he heard with
unfefgRed regret.
sqShe] was lost to him stilIp 1oWhat
were titles and lands itolhim now? He
would have to meet Angel next, as
brother with an in1nutableN barrier
between him and herbloBut his duty
called him to England and duty with
him, was power stronger than death.
1t took him home; it took him to the
side Of one who, as a, sister, he would
have prayed never to see again;h rand
in the enditi broug hto himghis reward,
|There was nothing between them,
after all; they were free; they were
each others; they were blessed in
deed. 81 ii g . q.
y Words could not paint the rapture
OF those two tried hearts, united now
for ever, without a cloud OF, a speck on
the dim horizon of their future ifates.
was a Christmas Of the truest re-
joicing that the Old Court had ever
known, for it was joy that trod upon
the very heels of death and despair;
and as the morning of that holy day
daRned upon their waking eyes, two
fond and. thankful hearts offered up
mute alteration to the great gfver of
all earthly good. Stephen said to bis
beloved or. that day, I" | have thought
of sometimes when i. gazed up at
the star lit sky, and voice has Whis-
pered to me, She is your Angel still;
and the thought has kept me from
bitterness and perhaps from worse
The newspaper which at last reached
me said that Lord Hautain had died
childless, but it did not say unmarried;
how could I guess that the engage
ment had been broken Off My last
hope failed when the housekeeper
said, Lady Hautain is in the draw
ing-room, sir for, / never thought it,
was my aunt sheaIluded to-; and when
[ saw you kneeling there, Angel, in
your black robes, how little did ] i'm,
agine that y0g5 were still free and
praying for me! q %
"sDo not SAY praying, .Steepie; |
could not pray. Is was. yeaFning for
you, and you. came back to me; that