National opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1865-1874, 1867-01-25

self to make him the promise ne ask
ed until this memorial day was over.
will tell you tomorrow" she
said, when he waited for her an
swer. " 1t is a question which in
wolves too much to be decided has
tilyn
And Mr.. Revere, sure enough Of
his triumph in the end. admired her
sense and dignity, and talked tran
quilly about Ruskin and turner, as
they drove home through the Grim
son sunset.
When Miss Haversham opened
the door Of her room she saw box
upon her table strongly tied, and
with express labels on it. Her heart
gave great bound. She wrench.
ed at the cords, and tore them of.
When the cover was removed she
saw a moss basket, nicely packed,
filled with sprays of golden rod
and, lying on it, a little note, which
she opened, and read only these
words l promised you a golden
rod on the Goth of September, this
year, if YOU were still unmarried. l
came back from over the seas to
keep my word, and show You that
one man has a memory q year
long"
She would have known the hand
writing, even if she had not been
remembering, all day, the promise
which seemed so impossible Of full
fillment. Was it possible, also, that
! the old story had not boon 6 forouor
tOld"-that for her there was still
place for repentance"
The next morning she gave Mr..
Revere an answer which surprised
him. There was a new andAnWset
humility in her manner wkc4Ral.
most charmed him into fOrgiving
her, in spite of his anger.
8" know that you will have q
right to despise me-" she said, after
she had told him that she could not
be his wife. g know that have
given you reason to expect a differ
ent answer, and until yesterday I
meant if you offered me this honor
to accept it. But ! have been
searching my own heart, and l nave
found that one old memory had pow
er enough to keep me from being to
you a loyal, loving wife, and you
are too noble to bear to live with
any other"
Mr.. Revere forbOre entreaties or
repl caches. He was too proud for
the one, too truly a gentleman for
the other. He did not refuse, eth.
Ell. to take the little hand put out
to hir', so pleadingly. He did not
know it himself, but Lu Haversham
had cone him good. He would have
more faith in love, hereafter, more
respect for all women, because this
one had been true to herself.
Miss Haversbam went from her
interview with hi, to one scarcely
less trying witt. beY aunt. In it she
told The truth, aHd the whole truth.
Mrs. F,av0ls.. ~. found it useless to
blame, as it was, to her nature, i'm
possible to approve. The next day
she took her neice back to New
York.
1t seemed as il some fairy kept
Max Pembroke advised of Miss Ha
vercham's mcvcwNrts, Shehad not
been at hO- y. wei. bc sore, one
evening, his card wa brought up to
her. She applno.lt to be Gres ed as
he had seen hor lost, /. i'"ck. She
waited moMent tc pyt the eo'den
rod, V hich careful tel',';: had kept
fresh, in her l,aif. Tbon tl,r went
down. looking again rsd e" t4ucen,
wholn the crown e" du1ky gold suit
ed well. When t,c frst 8 cctings
were over, he touched .ie b.oI oms
in her hair.
I" Did you wear tlicil to give mo
courager he asked, looking into her
eyes.
81 wore them,n she said softly,
because I lovc' tN"~ because l
have forr! they -, tae csly gold
worth heart hnat--tlc' t, a things
1 used to think recc-":,y vorc only
pleasant not VITAL"
F" Are yoa rea.iy 10 Go .hout
them, and .rust to ,'e 70 Ecer want
and care away f"'' the CONAN l
love! Are yON r'rc, ,-'~""
He was hol;;rs ler clost, and
looking ber straight int" Ec- face,
where tha H. shes ! rncd. She
gave him smile, in wljch hel soul
was fu sed like a pearl.
"If you wan ne, ye..'
"YOu shcu revcr he sorry while
God gives me life tc love yOu."
And she has never been.-Ladya
Friend