The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1870-12-13

) l stand here, had no similar intentions
j towards. you. only set out to learr
what could of the daughter of the wo
3 man whom my father regarded with
) great bitterness. From certain iujunc
tons in his daryl thought could never
marry you, and perhaps / had some
, thoughts, too, that / would never care
i to confess, But down there on the beach
we came to understand that we must
, separate. We took livery coolly-we
still talk quite indiferently about it, as
if it were no source of regret to US that
our paths must now diverge. Are We
, mot acting parts stiHa Are we to say
| good-by with no sorrow in our hearts
Tell me. Maude." and he drew her arm
in his more closely, "will there be no re-
gret at this parting after these few DAYS
of fleeting bliss? When we go before
the world with no shade of sorrow on
our faces, will we not still be acting? ?"
.sMaude's frame shook convulsively,
and ii was with sfroug effort that she
/ spoke calmly.
i 1--WE must hencef5rth be nothing to
each other You must go from here, or
must, for it would kill me to see you
every day. O,what lessou am learn
ing! / thought my pride could carry
me over everything. You may kiss me
once before you go, and then one last
i good-by"
He caught her in his arms kissed her
Hips fervently ,and held her as if he never
was going to let her 60. At last he re-
leased her, r,conducted her to the passage,
way to her mothers room, and there
they parted without saying another
word
I Maude ran IN and flung herself on the
bed, burying her face Her mother rose
and spoke, but Maude looked up with
flushed cheeks and swollen eyes, ,exclaim-
ing:
mot question:! Not word! tits
]all over. He will go away. Your high,
noble ambition is satisfied! Go and re-
ljoice over it. and leave me to my mis-
cry"
The next day, the little world Of New
port was thrown into buzz of excite
ment. Sydney Bruce had suddenly left
for voyage to Europe, and Mrs. and
Miss Forrest had departed for their
home. But the futter soon ceased, the
sensation speedily became stale and gave
way to a new one, and the tickle throng
forgot the remarkable couple in fresh
and more absorbing topics. But the
two stricken hearts-what of them
The lapse of year usually brings
about important changes, and so it was
with the personages Of our little history.
| Mrs Forrest sat in her elegantly fur.
nished room, absorbed in thought. Two
subjects agitated her mind. One was q
scene in the library where her daughter
Maude and Colonel Wharton were She
felt sure that the colonel would propose
that evening, and she was extremely
anxious that Maude should give favor
liable reply.
The other matter with which her
thoughts were occupied was a forthcom-
ing interview with one whom she expec..
ted to call soon. eea
| Yesterday she had received the follow
ing note: Ire
New YORK, July 6.
Mrs FORREST: Would you listen to q
Istory of the past, and have a great
wrong righted9 SYDNEY BRUCE.
This, as might be imagined, woke up
old memories, and set her brain in 4 tur-
moil. But she sent the following few
words in reply:
JuLY 6.
Mr.. BaucE: You may come to-mor-
row evening, but | fear it is TOO late
L. FORREST.
And now she was waiting, What was
the story she was to hear2 She felt q
| vague fear, and reproached herself with
out knowing why.
At last the bell rang, and Sydney
Bruce was ushered into her presence.
He looked trifie older, and the lines of
This face were little harder thsn when,
she had seen him last. BE advanced and
SAID:
81 have come to talk to you first, Mrs.
Forrest, of events nor within my remem-
brance, but which were made known to-
me by an aunt--my fathers sister
Would you be set right with one who
HAS passed from this earth, whom YOU
once loved, and who fondly loved you,
Though you may not think SO now p
Shall I tell you story that will make
you regrctful, instead of revengeful ?n
/ She turned pale, but replied, You may
go on and tell the story
ssI am glad you are willing to hear It"
The replied at is not very long It is
a story Of base villain who inflicted
misery ontwo young hearts, from mean.
bitter jealousy. He took advantage of
certain circumstances, twisted and dis.
ltorted them to suit his own purpose,
and succeeded in separating a couple
who might have lived long and happily
together but for his villainous plot Do
you remember the name of Ralph Gray p
IL doZwhat of him ?" gasped she.
4 "He sued for your hand once, unsdc-
cessfully."
.He did,"
"He circulated the false reports that
separated you and Morris Bruce 1t was
his sweet revenge that you lived to hate
instead of love each other.
And Sydney unfolded a tale of wrong
and scheming, Of a villains chasrin and
Iinsatiate revenge, of a plot ingenious in
Its design, and too successful in its exc
cution. ~
Mrs. Forrest saw all. Morris Bruce
had really loved her, but had been driv-
en- from her by the misrepresentation
adroitly conveyed of Ralph Gray, seem
lingly convicting her, beyond the shadow
Of a doubt,of the most heartless talsity.
lShe groaned and trembled as the truth
was forced upon her mind.
/ @My aunt learned this, continued
! Sydney, "after her brother was married,
and then she wisely kept it to herself
i And she has never mentioned It to liv-
ing soul until she told me, few days
age, when Informed her that | had low
ed your daughter, and told her the rea-
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