Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1868-07-08
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sir.Swas M RS sTresley zseasv inslief smind

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sir, was Mrs 'Tresiey zeasy inSlief smind
when she left your house 3"
Maurice WINGED "a little.@ - ~
"No--l hardly think she was"
."Did you ever think there might be
remote possibility ofasuicide!'
Maurice Hesley started Cat the lawful
possibility so coolly touched upon by the
meter of fact detective; zand when the
door had closed behind his horrible equa-
Tresley sank on chair, with hshis
face buried IN. both hands.
Ny wife-my little soft.eyed Amy |!
| have been cruel, harsh-l deserveno
better than that Heaven should deatwith'
me asI dealt with the lonely orphan. Oh,
my lost wife art thou safe in Heaven,
or wandering homeless on the face of the
cruel earth (? grys ,{,esg
When the child Amabel had left her
husbands roof. she had directed her foot
steps to the high road that led toihe
steamboat landing, but she was just too
late : the boat had gone. - -
"Where shalFf goto now" she asked
herself, trying i'll vain to command her
whirling thoug ghts. Perhaps l can1walk
to Burghford, and then take the train to
New ork. szeg, - sSss s..,e !
aPoor SAmablel!. She soon realized
the wide difference. there was Between
driving over the road with. her pet gray
ponies. and4plodding its weary length on
foot. 1t was growing darkEhsr head
ached violently, and finally shs; paused
abruptly. a..s.! 1. rssE .....5 ~. ssss
"Blesss yoursdear heart, Mrs. Tresley,
what are you doing here 9'' 5. !, 80 s,3
An old woman, with a,bundle Of sticks
on her. arm. suddenly accosted her.
81 thinkl have lost my way, Mrs.
Jessup,p said the bewildered little crea-
ture. ."'Wo,,ld you let me come in and
rest for awhile ?''s''1 5.', 49,,
E''And welcome, pretty" said the old
woman, cordially; for Mrs. Tresley had
done her many a Kind deed: s s That is,
if you don't 'timind little upside down
ishness, for. .Luke's folks are epaclled up
to start for Australia tomorrow, and
was just getting together q little wood to
boil the last tea, kettle" " .-,j,.. .ey.-c.s .
Amabel sat down before the sfire,s me-
chanically warming: her hapds.tt3 .
- AMI near Burghford, Mrs Jessup?2
=" Burghford, pretty! No, that you
ANTI Chelmburgh is nearer by good
halfsnliIe. 81 g@s33 @ {
Yes, ! know. Does the train stop
there" gs
&@Yes, honey. Here, snow-drink This
cup 8 tea, and eat a bit o bread, just't
put color into your cheek. ~ 's rs J
"Mrs. Jcssup," said Amabel, looking
fup with wild, wistful eyes, 'swhat dc peo-
sple do when they want TO earn their own
living 2" ": s,a sr7.s 81 asSs Z
8: '.Weil; 10 6ieess sure !!neaculatedsthe old
woman. Why, honey they go out to
service sometmes.o @
/" And what else? - s:s9% {
f. well, they work in a factory some
times, and sometimes the book-learned
ones teach school and sometimes they
take in sewing. ~ =. a''' -.
.o,.a Do you know. what. time. the. train
stops at Chclmburgh, Mrs. Jessup@e .
p "Some timeafter six, dear; but
THANK you, Mrs: Jessup; i must go
now" 1.,e>e.rss - ~ e !.
Wait tilF Luke comes back, honey
coaxed the cid woman, sand he'll go
with YOU -&1& @
: 'AmabeI Tresley shook her head reso-
a.No, Isniust go alone. You have been
very kind to me, Mrs. Jessup; have nd
money to give you, not even ring, but
this shandk dkerehiet is valuable !; please
Keep it for my sake!' - ~
And before .Goody Jessup could open
her mouth to remonstrate. Mrs. Tresley
was gone, leaving-the India handkerchief
lying like snowy ,cobwed on the old
woman's horny palm. ...se..sa 5..r.
And so, months afterward, when news
came that the stately Australian ship was
wrecked off cruel coast and not q pas
senger. saved alive, the cobweb handkcr-
chief, floating to the, shore, formed q
ghastly link between the dead and the
living: ~
s7Detectiye Barnum brought it 10 Mau!
rice Tresley one Light, silent and self:
possessed as ever. - +
"From the wreck of Cytherea, sir y
Maurice stared at the delicate, embroide:
ry, with Amabel Tresley's naneain the
wrought shield as,if he mad seen ghost.
"The Cytherca Good Heaven! and
there was not a soul saved?" -,
"No, sir" @~a.= s.ss@
From that night Maurice wore Grape
on his hat, and genuine. mourning in his
heart, for the child-wife whom he had
lost. : - -if
Ten years have passed by ere we again
take.up the thread ofsour story.
Thesyoung meens was just beginning
to glimmer through the purple blue sky
of the mid summer twilight, as Maurice
Tresiey and Sidney Wilford paced up
and down the marble-paved terrace. :
:. $50, you like Mrs. Cameron 3" said
the latter. 8.sxs -, 5 ]
"She is the most beautiful woman I
yer looked upon!'' returned Tresley,
stopping short in his enthusiasm. "Wil-
ford, you know the sad history of my
first marriage; the second, trust, will.
bring the happiness so long sighed after
in yail,.''es" And you are, determined to
marry your aunt's nursery governess 2"
aeas she will trust the precious jewel
of her Life to my care -. =.