Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1871-10-04
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He laughetl-laaglIed while trenabled
with passion.
"why, q IJst b'lieg.,e lltIe IeTFl,t 81. B
would mbes ENad fli - lo'I I 'e
treasure c. some IloStlTss Kiii-IheBt. !.
NOusense! Il woUId I've much more
gIoriOus revenge tolpye airbther in your
turn"
$50 wouid, I exclaimed, stopping
short in MY walk acTOs, the rDOu,.
"Tliat would I've poor paItTy revenge.
Mine should, lie richer, fuller. They
si,bulti live "a. subjective 10 know what
SHOULD ENDURE -
H1sas qai1s I'a..izeg 7l-ny (xslIs.
mescC. ~
Upon my word. 500 have remarka-
hle bistrionic talehts, Dare ] Hsk ~
wonderful an actress where she has
lenrnt her rOtc! You are not jealous,
Madeline ~
His tone hurt me. / sank Down 0p
the sofa so6bIng.
''COune, come" he said presently.
this is childish folly"
wept afresIl. Such words 70 me!
"NVelI, we'll, / see I have spoiled yea, 4"
he said. Then elranginghi his tone 10 one
Of wheedIing softness, he added, "T only
wanted to vex you little. Was il too
cruel, Madeline 81 Ezs
His yoiee, his words, iiiseaTesss s0otii-
ed my passion, andfor the time ] ls,fsrst
what he had said. Years after re-
membered it, and those lightIy-spsken
words burned in my brain like fire, He
went from TIE HsIl tile next day, and I
returned TO my humtde outage home.
How poor and mean IL looked, ln :esssl-
parisOn with the luxurious dwelling I
had left. When, after was quite ready
to 90, went % see Mrs. Thorn, to
thank iley Car all her kindness to me
aud 30 bid her good -by. the simple lady
said 90 me, with tHlsusPicioGs EFaHiIHGas,
"lfp sorry to lose you, dear; but, after
an, don't knowbut its best YOU should
go,i' .ttiAtAl
"VEhy :" ! asked, quickly, my face
iiusiitAis "t' iH tlH HF
so, because sou aild FnAlg Hl9sft3f
might get to thinkiHg toomaeh of eaeh
other, Young men are apt 10 fall iR
love with girls, 'slPeially- with pretty
ones, aial Mr.. AFiIldt niiglittsize fancy
to yen R0w--wllo knows ~
'NVhat if he did ~ / asked, tremb-
ling ali Dver with consciousness.
Mrs., Thorn lifted her hands aud eyes
in.NuIAzeRlHPt. ~
NsGOsthless! AeaE,lhe child! What il
he did ? Why, don't yoH see, Child, Hfat
nothing could ever come ~ t-1aut s5f-
row? Mr.. ArthHg'a go away ana forget
all aL0ust you in nl0htii-thatsa way
yolii1g man lrasAnAd you'd NOPE, and
pine, and fret yourself to death, likely
as not. 40, no, child; there is a differ
emee between high and low, aud no good
ever came Of trying 70 bring them TO-
EetheT. Never think Of marrying above
your stAtiOn. There was susan
Briggs FTfi9 5kYA
hut cut lbe old isijy IshSsS add ran
away from The story Of Susan Briggs,
which ! already knew by heart, aud
never stopping til reached one of my
secret hauBts ih Tie forest. threw myself
upon the green sHaril iB an agony Of
tear. Gould it be Inie that there Was
such an inlpaSsable gulf between Arthur
and me almost elrsed the fate which
bal masle me Wliaf hssk Isfebelled
against the aIlOtments OF Providence; I
said / would not submit to 50 cruel AIDE
cree. 1 was like a poor helpless bird
beating vainly against the bars Of his
cage. But with the elasticity Of youth
nay spirits rebOunded. Mrs. ThOrn's
ideas were an old wOman's whitns, said
r TO myseIf-and e0Asaied myself with
the thought. Nevertheless. there
weighed upOnsme pFemonitiOn which
I cOul,l not sliake Oh. I grew tliiE and
nv lately acquired bloom faded again,
toFmented myself with images Of my
des0IatiOn, &c I should lose Arthur's love.
The days dragged vesriIy by until his
return. Strange what power love hasi
knew that he had come, though no
one had Jreatbed his name 10 me. All
that day looked for him, but lie did not
come to the cottage. Why did he delay?
chafed uneasily. 4 hundred times 7
I51lzed from the door, hoping to see him
apgesr at the end Of the long avenue
which lsd from our cottage to the Hall,
but in vain.
The second day / watched for him
but when the twilight deBpensd into
night, and still he did not come, my an-
guish grew intolerabIe. put on my
hat at length, and went out alone into
the night. 1t is said that nature is a
cuHsoler Of sorrow, but to me It was not
thus. There stood Che calm grand trees
as they had stood hundred years be-
fore; they had seen the joys aud sOr-
rows Of gsnsTation such as J, yet they
stood uumOyed IN ilieiF silent majesty,
and the moonlight hickPFed through
their leafy dOnIes, and Tie dew fell soft
aud cool upon the green sward beneath
them. Through the high arches the
light faded away into dimness, not a