The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1866-11-15

proof Of The love you have felt for n, n,
20 not follow me-"
Not ono word Of confidence, n....t
between ths mother and son, and h.r,
". tie struggle in Madam Dc. ye|in,
pe.rt m ); 70 tell Horace al she knew, ani
endeavor to console him.
But time-as time dos all things
covering With iuexorable wave. th,
deepest memories, brought peace ant
forgetfulneas to Horace.
Th'ee years later he stand. BY Leon
'e; the bright happy girl, Who h.s civ
en- MIN oil her love, and who has ney.
er known tho sorrovs and passion
storms Of Life. In few hours she j,
to be his wife, To zee the look, Of i'd.
~iratiea with which he ga.ed 1t hi,
beautiful bride, none would have eve,
thought that passion aud despair had
nearly brought Horace to his gave.
".Mother," said Horace, on the eve
OF his marriage, II owe this h.ppine,.
to you, now; she was the wife, the
Gear, pure, gentle creature, to be loved
p the wife and honored a the mother
Of the children that shall bear nv
name"
That night when he left his mother.
% found = note on bis table, that made
his heart beat as he recognized the
handwriting. It contained the words :
:"Horace, I am free. I have lived
on ny love ever aocs We parted my
husband is dead, and 1 have come back
70 you. know you love mo still, and
[ wait for you"
! Horace buried his face in his hands
and thought; then with . desperate
effort be rushed from tho house and
'ooo stood in the presence Of the being
he once adored.
Pale, cold, aud long mourning ear-
ments falling around her she stood still
g statue, leaning on the mantle
piece, her large, sad eyes watching him
as he approached.
But before he touched her hands, she
uttered a shrek, and hid her face in
her hands.
! Horace, Hor<os," she cried, you
are changed; your love has vanished;
do not come near me-do not speak to
mel understand it ALL"
"Marie," said Horace, "you have
come to me. I will give you my life rs
I promised you"
"Hush I! Tell me the truth"
"Marie, you deserted me: 1t is three
years ago; your desertion nearly cost
me my life, but time has brought con-
ISOLATION. Il am about to :be married..
do not Interrupt ue-but no obstacle
shall l. stand in the way Of my vow. to
you. 1 owe it TO- you to keep the prom
Use ; I pledge my word to redeem it."
"De you love mo p
II tell you Twill keep my pledge:
Marie, do not weep thus; we'll 60 to
the eud Of the world, and We will both
forget al that has been"
Marie arose; no tears were in her
eyes; she vas cold and rigid !; her voice
even sounded harsh ; but she vas firm,
and her manner revealed dignity that
made Horace quail before her.
II need no protection, Horace; lam
not compromised; I needed love; 1
have trusted your faith-both are gone.
Leave me now; We shall never meet
again. Forget me-"
tsMarie-
''Ths only proof Of the by-gone love
is, that you do not speak 70 me again.
FAREWELL farewell"
Horace dared not speak again. Slow.
ly he weaded his vay home; he felt
like coward 1t one moment, and then
felt what Z relief it vas that At last the
romance Of his life was settled forever.
"Shs will forget me, Of course she
will forget me-" -: 49, "
Sometime after: tho marriage Mne.,
do Velia read in the papers IN account
ofa great rnilway accident within . few
miles Of :Warseilles. Among the VIC
Tins vas the beautiful Codntess Mario
% Norval, Who was taken up quite
dead, :, H.; T.. -, -.
Mime. Dc Vsia vept, perhaps the
most sincere tears taat were vept to
Marie's DEATH: Horaee, .w,s too much
engaged With, hn young vito to read
the papers. It was not till months If.
ter that hs heard of ma.is's death, and
then it made bat 4 slight inpressioa ;
thg: g:fesli1gs she hadinspired were ashes
i the bottom df his heart, ften which
h spefk Of life, Of love could ever. b
e6eited more. =, 20 jt4s& IL 1
si.s, .,a; -I ~. < ~. s8li
! His ar'.t Match asai1..s. Ti~e. g. ::
Rt.ss 5w5aks. Spirit. - g g. ='..se.:
t.-We made brief mention last week Of