Litchfield enquirer., 1872-11-14

5s touch on the shoulder to the remembrance that MT. Gainsford was still beside him.
 ''ShaH we smoke cigar together?" he asked.
 'No, no," Rupert said, putting his hand alone; am i'll, Iwant to be alone. Good bye" el
 ssIn a moment Mir. Gaisford said: 'sbut particularly want to speak to you. In fact promised that would. Let us sit down for minute or two on thewaIl." Mechanically Rupert followed him across the road, and watched him while he lit cigar, wondering with vague wonder what new blow was to be dealt him now. 'I find," Mr. Graisford went on be- tween the puffs of his cigar, t'that mis- take has somehow arisen-a most ridicu- lous-ha, hal-a most rediculous mistake. Of course, as you are starting for India tomorrow and may be away Iongish time, it doesn't, as far as know, matter much; but promised to tell you, and of course I do. Confound this cigar, it won't burnl What beastly trash these Swiss cigars are, to be sure. And they have the impotence to call them havanas! Yes, I am just going to tell you. Well, you see, you have got hold of what you barristers call case of mistaken identity. You see, you thought married Miss Turner. So did. But didn't marry, and never thought of marrying, the Miss Turner you thought did. married Carry-Amy is Miss Turner still"
 Rupert stared at him, as not under | standing what he heard.
 ssAmy Miss Turner still!' he repeated.
 ''Yes, of course; don't you understand" married Miss Turner; Amy was the younger sister D
 Rupert understood now. For a mo- ment or two the news seemed to stun him. There was a great beating at his heart and strange dizzy noise in his brain. Then he sprang to his feet, with his face, strangely flushed, turned up toward the SKY, and he said, 'tAmy free? Thank God, thank God!' Then came the thought of what he had done, of what he had said, of what he had told her he thought her, of the taunts he had flung at her; and then he sat down and covered his face with his hands, and gave a groan of unutterable pain. Mr. Gaisford looked on too astonished to speak. Then slowly an inkling of the truth dawned upon him: he remembered now having heard some rumor of some one-yes, his name was Holmes, now he thought of it-who was supposed to have treated Amy badly, and this was how it came about. Presently Rupert looked up; he was quiet now. but pale as death.
 "Will you do me favor?" he asked.
 Certainly" MT. Graisford said; ''wil- lingly."
 twill you go to Miss Turner and say that you have told mel Will you say these words? That know now how mad l have been; that no thoughts she can have of me are one tithe so bitter and contemptuous as those have of myself: that do not deserve it, I know that | have forfeited all hope of it. Still, if-if In pity for what have suffered, if in pity for my great sin, If in pity for the life that will be wretched without her, she can yet find 1t Tn her heart to forgive me will she come out into the balcony of the hotel; it IS empty now, and the lights in the draw lng-room are turned low. If she does not come, shall know that, though she will pity, she cannot forgive--that the offence give fssp fs9 SSe In h sst Ehse sfs never in thought blame her that she can not forgive me, and that I shall always pray for her happiness. Tell her that my life will not be so hard to bear as I had thought; that I shall be happier knowing that I have lost her through my own fault than through any fault of hers. Will you say all that to her, pleaseP' MT. Gaisford said ''Yes" very grufay. and crossed toward the hotel. Slowly, very slowly, Rupert Holmes followed him. went up stairs, through the half-ighted drawing-room, and out into the balcony. There he stood looking out again on the lake, and thinking over what he had said l oc ho ho6 1oc 1oo1o1 ok minute passed; at last he said, ''God help me, it is too much to expect; I have lost her forever!" and then he turned to go. Then he paused, with sound that was half-sob, half-cry, for at the window be- hind him stood slight figure, timid and yet loving. Her arms were stretched out, and, with little cry of 70 Rupert!" she fell into the arms that were to hold her evermore.
 There was one passenger less by the early boat for Alshrop, one more by train for Paris, and the Indian Bar lost prom ising recruit Ten days afterward Rupert Holmes appeared in court as usual, to the surprise and disgust of many young bar risters, who had heard from members of their body, who had met him abroad, that something or other was the matter with him, and that he was going to India. A gleam of hope came across them 8 month later, when he was again absent from his place; but this was shortly and forever dispelled by brief announcement in the first column of the Times, under the head Marriages"
 Thursdays Tribune announces the re- turn of MT. Greeley to his old editorial | chair as follows:
 A CARp.-The undersigned resumes the editorship of The Tribune, which he re- inquished on embarking in another line of business six months ago. Henceforth 1 1t shall be his endeavor to make this a thoroughly independent journal, treating all parties and political movements with judicial fairness and candor, but courting the favor and deprecating the wrath of no one. If he can hereafter say anything that will tend to heartily unite the whole American people on the broad platform of universal amnesty and impartial suffrage he will gladly do so. For the present, however, he can best commend that con- summation by silence and forbearance The victors in our late struggle can hard ly fail to take the whole subject of south ern rights and wrongs into early and ear nest consideration and to them for the present he remits it. Since he will never be candidate again for any office, and is not in full accord with either of the great political parties which have hitherto di- vided the country, he will endeavor to give wider and steadier regard to the progress of science, industry and the use- full arts, than partisan journal can do, and he will not be provoked to indulgence in those bitter personalities which are the recognized bane of journalism. Sustain ed by generous public he will do his best to make the Tribune power in the broader field it now contemplates, as when human freedom was in peril it was in the arena of political partisanship.
 HORACE GREELEY.
 New York, Nov. 6, 1872.
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