The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1870-06-24
BIDDEFoRD, ME-, FRIDAY

A turn In the road brought them 70 mo
south window. Sad sight the red flag
of the auctioneer futtered from the top.
Philip grew deathly pale.
Poor Georger said tho general with .
sigh, we buried him year ago; he lett
things in n sad state, and the house must
be sold. But we intend, q few Of rs, TO
bid for II, make mp the amount between
MS, and give 1t to the widow. There Is
one scoundrel though. who, because she
won't marry him. intends to make us
pay dearly. I've no doubt he'll bid ail no
Is worth and moro too
But MargerieP murmnrcd Philip
with white lips.
She Is there, poor child. with her
mother, and a brave lass she Is. If they
can keep the property they will do well.
for Margcrie gets almost any price Tor
lessons. Her harp has been treasure
indeed. I called poor George extrsy.
agant when 1t came, but bless me, what
would they have done without it?'
Father and son looked at each other !;
there were tears In Philips eyes. Again
he was q boy Of ten-and that lovely III
tic vision stood. like an angel, unfearins,
looking up Mt the dread death that might
be-and he had caught her In his arms.
At that moment white-robed figure
passed from the house into the garden.
Philips heart throbbed with delight. 1t
was the love of his childhoOd-now the
worshipped idol of his manhood-moro
beautiful than dream, his own rose Mar
gerie. r.
What is the house WORTH askel Phil
ip's father.
.Abo. t five thousand dollars
Only u thousand pounds cried Philip
eagerly. -rgrr
YES. only a thousand pounds unused
his father, with strangely intent look.
This matter interests me; can have
the property ut private sale? I'll buy ~
nOw-this hour /,
Gen. Vandermere seemed astonished
for moment; he looked from the eager
face of the younger to that OF the elder
man. T.l .HE TfIr
OF course we can have it, put in
Philip.
Yes, but we hoped to have tho pleasure
-you surely do not intend to occupy it,
What disappointment thOugh--Barks
will never get over 1t. Yes OF course
you can have It; and sell 1t again at
we don't wish to sell it. said Philip
impatiently.
NO, 1t will give me the greatest pleas:
ure of my life to buy It for the widow OF
poor soldier
There was poor Gcorgen said the gen.
eral with emotion, died Of wounds-a
ball In tho thigh that could never be got
out.-IIad splendid funeral-buried
with all the honors. Hero we are Mt
hOme.'
Before the morning of another day the
deed of the house was transferred to the
widow of Lieutenant George, who was
almost overcome by this unexpected turn
of fortune.
Very pale she was. and beautiful al
most rs that day, nine years ago, when
she leaned lily-like against the rustic
gate-pOst, rs she came down into the
room where Philip and his father sat, In
her deep mourning.
Presently she went up stairs. Where
was Margerie' o, how lovely; for gr!t-
itude, and shy, sweet hope, brought
back the child.like beauty to her innocent
face.
My darlingr cried her mother; my
heart tells how it will be. Give me lit
tie time; don't leave me till get accus-
toned to the thought. This Englishinan
will take YOU from me-he will carry you
with him, my one sweet flower; how can
l live without your?
Il shall never leave you. DEAR said
Margerie, quietly. her cheeks rose-hush-
ed.S.Heayen viii not part us-my moth
or has the first claim on my love, and
She hid her charming face in her moth
or bosom-but did not finish the sentence.
The reader anticipates; why should l
paint the meeting? rapturous on one side.
In time both mother and daughter were
wooed and won; In time both were trans
planted to home rich In all the associa-
tions of the honored past. -
The man of whom write, the son who
has become power in the land. would be
recognized were / to name him. His
beautiful wife-the two beautiful matrons,
became the pride and glory of the circle
in which they moved. Philip never re-
GREETED his choice. and 1t Is standing
motto In his family, that the Sundcrlands
love early, and love-