The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1870-03-12
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PUT YOURSELF IN HIS PLACE.
by CHARLES READE
AULHOr q "FVI Play" "GrlG@ CAN'T" ttc
CHApTER XXXYn. "

Just OuLSluc Tue lItLIe AcHSIuC Vomu v
East. bank is q house, which, being YerJ
old, contrasts agreeably with the preten
tious villas fashion has raised It Is rOOmN
inside, yet outside It looks like cottage
low, rambling, gablcl, and picturesque
It stands on u slope Just above the sea
and It's front garden runs down almost tc
the sea-shore. The aspect Is southerly
The placid sea looks like beautiful lake
for, about two miles out, a great tongue o
land runs across, and keeps the tempest'
out. ~, N
The cottage itself WIS now clothed
deep with green Crecpers, and It's veran
dab with iesSaminc; and tho low Whit
walls Of the garden were beautiful with
vine-leaveS and huge flg-lcaycs, that rar
IN them and about them, and waved over
them in tropical luxuriaucc. In, short, the
house was very bower, and looked the
abode of bliss; and this time last year O
young couple had spent their honeymoon
there, and def II, with sigh. But one
phce secs many minds; and now thii
sweet place was tho bed on which dr00p'
cd the broken lily Of this tale, Grace Car
den.
She lay in the warm mir Of the vcran'
dab, and turned her hollow eyes upon the
sea; and every day life crept slowly back
to her young body, but not to her desolatC
heart.
A brain fever either kills or blunts: and
Grace's agony was blunted. Her mind
was in q strange state. She was beginning
10 look two things In the face: TINT the
man she loved was dead; that tho man she
loved, and lad nearly died for, had loved
another rs well Us herself; and this last
grief, strange TO say,waS the saving Of her.
She iorgaye him with an her heart, for he
was dead; she made excuses for him, for
she loved him; but, since his whole heart
had not been hers, her pride and mOdesty
rebelled against dying for him, and she re.
solved to live; she fought hard to live and
yet well. Finally, being q very woman
though a noble one, she hated Jael DCnce
She was not alone in the world. Her
danger, her illness, and her misery, had
shown her the treasure Of fathers love
lie had found this sweet bower for her
and here lie sit for hours by her side, with
his hand in hers, gazing on her with
touching anxiety and affection Business
compelled him to run into Hfllsb0rougll
now and then; but he despatched 1t with
fcyerisll haste, and came baCk TO her: II
drove him TO London; but he photographed
to her twice dizzy; and was miserable till
he got back. She saw the man Of business
turned into man Of love for her, and she
lclt 1t. "Ah, papa" she said one day, ~
little thought you loved your poor Grace
so much. You don't love any other child
but me, do you, papa" and with this
question she chung weeping round his neck
"AIy darling child, there's nothing on
earth / love but you. When shall sec
you smile again| . :,
an a few years, perhaps. God knows"
Ono cvcning-lle had been in HILLSIDE
rough that tlay-hc sud, "My dear, l have
seen IN old friend Of yours to-day, Mr.
Coventry. lie asked very kindly after
you" ,.
Grace made no reply.
ale Is Olmost rs pale rs you are. lie
has been very i'll, he tells me. And really,
believe it was your illness upset him.
Poor Mr.. Coventry" said Grace, but
with lcadcn air Of Indifference.
~ hope | didn't do wrong, but when he
asked ,af(er you SO anxioGsly, said
Come, and see for yourself Oh, you
need not look frightened; he isnot coming
Hc says you arc offended at him." :,
"N0t |. What Is Mr.. Coventry to NOR"
swell, he thinks SO. lie says he was
betrayed into speaking NJ 70 you Of some
one who, he thought, was living; and now y
that weighs upon his conscience" y,
"Icannot understand that, l am miscra,
bic, but let mo Try and DO just Papa
Mr., Coventry was trying to comfort nc
In his clumsy way; and what he said he
did not invent-lie heard It; and so many
people say SO, tllatI-I-oh, papa papa!
Mr.. Garden dropped the whole subject
directly. ..',r .la;Y
However, she returned To It herself, and
said, llstlcssIy, TINT Mr.. Coventry, in her
opinion, had shown more generosity than
most people would in his case She had
no feeling against him; he was Of no moro
Importance, in her eyes, than that stool
and hu might visit her If lie pleased, but
on one condition, that he should forget
all tho past, and never presume q. speak
10 her Of love. "LOvel Men arc inCapa'
bic Of It" She was thinking Of Henry
even while she was speaking Of his rival
The permission, thus limited, was con
vOyGd To Coventry by his friend Garden
but he showed no hurry to take advantage
of It; and, rs for Grace, she forgot slie had
given It. a.I
But this GOODNESS Of CovCntry's was
merely apparent. Hc was only waiting
the arrival Of Patrick LalIy from ireland
This LaIly was an old and confidential
servant, who had served him fortnerlyin
many intrigues, and with whom he had
parted reluctantly some months ago, anO
allowed him d small pension for past scr
vices. He dared not leave tho villa II
charge of any person less devoted TO hin
than this Lally. ,m ID, 3,
The nan arrived at last, received
minute instructions, and then Mr.. CoVen
try went to East-bank. %,
He found what seemed tho ghost o
Grace Garden, lying on the sofa, looking
on the sen. =,
At the sight of her he started back II
dismAy. q! GH Y Z < 'NE''ift
"What have l done!" -,l., ..
Those strange words foil from him
before he knew what he was sayiDg.
Grace heard them, but did not take tn
trouble to inquire into their meaning. Shi
said, doggedly, II am alive, you, sec
| Nothing Kills. tits wonderful: we dice
q fall, Of q blow, Of swallowing q pin; ye
| l am alive. But, never mind me; yol
look unwcll yourself What Is the mat
tcrY'
"Can you ask nc"
AT this, which implied that her Hines
was the cause Of his, she turned her heaC
away from him with WEAKNESS md dis
gust, and looked at tho sen, and though
ofthe dead.
Coventry sat speeches., and eyed hel
silent figure with miserable devotion. ~