The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1866-10-18
rln UNION OF THE srArrs-ONE cOuunr--Onr DESTINY

A"VVl lNrtu but llonnlS anu l.
J You know Dennis tiptop fellow
got upa little plan between ms. and
! 1t worked spltnlidly. Didn't We
raise the deuce Z gained pos
session Of some of l,eigh's hand.
writing, and practiced writing like
it. | am an expert at the business
Halter myself; aud, in a few
dars could fairly beat Richardson
with his own weapons. So | wrote
"a letter to an imaginary ehmm of
his giving a description of Miss
Annie calling her sof, little
hsyIfSlng how che adorod the
subscriber and how the subscriber
cared nothing iof her, but was en-.
Joying a glorious filtration. OF
lcourse the subscriber was Leigh
Richardson. This neto-which
was most insulting to any woman,
we contrived to have dropped
where Miss Annie could iind IL,
and the result was even more Jolly
than | had anticipated. She init.
tened Richardson the next day,
aud refused to listen to any explain
.ation he could offer. lla ha | a
good joke, wasn't itl Paid him
for getting that cup. Always in.
tended to pay him Off some way
lie felt dreadfully about It'll My
sister Lucy boarded him at the
time, and there was no sleeping in
the house for his tramping mp. and
down his chamber all night. A
little moro lemonade, Ed, and /
don't care if there is drop of
champaign in it. It's chilly this
morning" oi-a
Etheredgo waited to hear no
more. In his present frame Of mind
he fclr as II he could not bear it,
lie vent home aud shut himself up
in his chamber. After all, Rich.
ardson had been true. How bit.
terly he had been wronged. An.
nnie weuld repent and love him
more than ever, if she knew the
injustice she had done him. That
was a woman's nature. She atones
for wrong by giving love. And
what ii an embarrassment should be
brought about z 4 heredge felt
faint and sick. The future shut
down dark and black. And only
an hour before he hal dared in.
dulge such glowing visions. He
saw his duty clearly enough, but
it is not always easy to do ones
duty. There was a little struggle
between his heart and conscienc.
A hundred -times the temptation
beset him to keen his knowledge to
himself, and win Annie tor his
own. She would never know that
Richardson was blameless, and his
great love might make her 50 hap.
py. At last, he knclt down and
prayed over it. lie always prayed
over those things which were too
hard for him. After that he rose
and sat down by the window-felt
the west wind on his forehead
the pale, wintry sunsnines gild the
long rows of buildings opposite
For him there was no more hesita-
tion. If he could make Annie
happy, what nattered it to him
how it was accomplished
lie went down to the sitting
room about sunset, lie knew he
should find Annie there. Mrs
.Etheredge was away at a society
meeting.
Annie was sewing bv shaded
lamp. She did not like the glare
OF the gas There was a rich col
or on her cheek, over which the
loose hair dropped low
Milton Etheredge's heart leaped
at the sight Of her, bat he stified it
down and took a scat by the side
OF her. "l'a q
=" Annio,n he said, 81 am an old
friend, and think you will not be
offended if ask, you few ques-
tions. Not because | am curious
but because l desire your good
more than any earthly thing
She looked up in wonderment,
noticing the strange unsteadness
of his voice, and the tremor Of tho
hand he laid on hers.
"Ofended with you, Mr.. Ether
edgeP' she said, reproachiully;
never that. Go on. ! am listen'
ing"
"Annie, you were once engaged
to Leigh Richardson"
Her head dropped lower; the
crimson came and went in her
cheeks.
Il was" said she in very low
voice.
"You loved him and lie loved
you. Was it not so, my chi'di"
eve called it love-"
And you thought him false ~
GAS Satan himselflp
"What If you would know that
he was not false, that he was al
ways true to yonl That the con.
temptible letter which you read,
to have been written by
him, was a vile forgery What
thenf
she looked at him in mute sur
prise. She drew a long breath.
"Was it a forgerylp
+" IL was. have just heard the
history Of it. An ill-natured ac.
quaintance of Richardson's to graf
lily a petty revenge wrote the letter
and dropped it where you would be
sure to find it. Leigh Richardson
yas real and trua." aeA