The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1867-02-22

perfectly moulded, with superb dark
eyes, and hair whose natural wave
motion of the beautiful head, there
was something almost royal in the
stamp of her great beauty, before
which Maurice Tresley's whole nature
bowed down.
She looked mp, as Mr. Tresley en-.
tered, and in spite of her resolute self
control, scarlet tide suhused her
pale, lovely face The moment had
come, to which she had looked for
ward for SO many years She read it
in her face The moment had come,
to which she had looked forward for
50 many years She read it in bis
face as plainly as though he had spok
ell the words 81 love you T.
Well, 10 was over. Maurice Tres
ley had asked her to be bis wife, and
she had said Yes And still she
shrank away from the fond clasp Of
his hand deep words OF tender
ness that welled spontaneously from
his Utmost being.
"My loyel My hearts darling
The hight has dawned ut last upon my
heart. l am happy now ~
Aye-Maurlce Tresley was happy
now
The wedding was over with its glim
mer of orange flowers, and soft rustic
of sunny silk Nv Tresley was stand
ing in the centre of group of con-
gratulatory friends, while his wife had
gone up stairs TO change her bridal
dress for more suitable travelling
costume, when his valet brought him
folded note EXcusing himself in a
few brief words, he stepped into the
deserted library to read the missive
whose superscription sent strange
thrill TO his heart 1t contained but
few lines, in the peculiar cramped
photography Of the child he lad once
called wife
"MAuRrcE. 4 have come back to
you. ! am waiting in the little room
10y the south gable, for you to welcome
me once more to your heart. A,lABEL
As if a thunderbot had descended
on his unconscious head Maurice
Tresley sank white and aghast on a
sofa, with both hands clasped over
his eyes In that momentarv hush,
he saw his whole lilo extending dark
aud blasted before him, every hope
blghted, every vision dashed to the
ground
Then no arose, and went with the
staggering, uncertain motion OF a
blind man, into the room Indicated by
the note
1t was empty, as yet and he lean
ed against the mantle, sick and dizzy.
Amabe alive -Amahel come back to
part him from the idollzed wife he
had just acquired the privilege to Gull
his own Oh, better death and OBJ
livi ,n--better the blessed rest Of the
grave!
( " Maurice
He started Airce Cameron was
standing before him, with her pittying
brown eyes full upon his face.
Maurice my husband r
Not your husband, Alice Oh,
my beautiful-my beloved, must |
give you up nowY
Maurice p She had nestled close
to him, with almost passionate ear
nestness ooh Maurice am ] SC
changed ? Have you forgotten Anna.
bel?"
He looked uncomprehendingly al
her.
''She is here, Maurice here al
your side am your little Anabcl
Oh, my husband, pardon the strata
gem by which / have at last gained
your love T.
But Amabel is dead -
"The Amabel of years ago is dead
but the Amabel OF the present stand,
before you Maurice, DO you love me
now?
Yes. he loved her now-she saw i
in every glance OF his eye, every mo
ton Of his lip.
Twice wooed--tw.ca married.
widow, yet wife--a bride. yet nc
bride, Amabel Tresley knew that new
life was opening before her, whose
sunshine should never know cloud non
shadow more.