Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1872-01-31

bHe iNoANu up WIN an expression OF
fright. for 4 gloomy reminisecnee crossed
her. She remembered there sss a certain
bridge over a canal which had often come
in the waY of her walks with the eurate.
She recalled that they had alNsys slorptd
at It's brink and locked down at tie deep
current Of water with sensations of fear.
lie had pointed out that the walls we're Of
slippery wood, and that there was little
chance Of escape should one fall therein.
I lie had declared that it was here of all
places that the intended suicide would
have no chance of rescue should his heart
/ fail him al last.
Her thoughts few TO this terrible spot.
She recalled the provccattL-ihe Prov
ing of a robbery. She ccnieciured the
condition Of his mind-desperatiou beyond
example
She, too, left the room.
She ran through the streets with he
speed of the wind. A single outer gar
mcnt futtering behind her, aud her head
was bare.
Every thing was white with the moon
the rist had vanished, shadows were dense,
and il was clear as boonday. She came
to corner which commanded the bridge.
The curatc stood upon it, looking down.
with his hands on the rail. She began to
give thanks that she was in time,
aud that she had been led to the right
spot. She forgot it wason his way home
to his lodgings. She crcpt up to him
without noise. She looked like an angel
-forgiving, appealing, loving.
"Luther!"
The transcendent gentleness of the ut
terance saved his soul from destruction
lie made no reply until she approached
closer and smiled she began to think she
had made a mistake.
81 did it," said he.
She now touched him with some of the
folds Of her dress. Her divine smile re-
mained unchanged, and she gave him a
hand; then, in a moment, the other hand.
81 know it." she replied. Commence
now to undo it."
The contact with her, the sublime
sweetness of her face, her affection began
to epen his eyes to his wickedness Hith-
erto he had been absorbed with the ter.
rors of discovery; now he was possessed,
for the first time, with remorse.
He hung his head, and his hand quiver-
ed in hers.
Luther" she whispered, whatever
you may think recompense, will think
so too; whenever you must fulfil it, l shall
be ready to help; wherever you go, If you
must go, l will 60 also. We must en-
dure their just looks Of anger, so that we
may be happy und true hereafter"
Her voice trembled at the end. There
is always promise and a strong hope in
her last word--a trust, tenderness,
proof of great strength, whenever it is
spoken. Its spirit animated him to re-
solve, or, rather, defined it.
Yes, l will go away out Of sight of
all here. will go into the world. l
will return fit for you You are too pure,
too noble, to bear my presence now."
She passed her fingers through his hair.
The act was a subteruge to make him OBJ
livious of her tears.
"Shall you always think of the future2"
Yes, always, always" :"
She put her arms about his neck.
May | go where you gc?"
Yes, if you WILL"
You know | will"
They separated.
The curate stepped lingeringly toward
his destination, with the upright carriage
of an honest man.
She stepped ingeringly in her direction,
toward her home, with the bearing of one
who would have stayed forever.
The curate suddenly stopped. He put
his hand hastily to his head, and his face
underwent change. For an instant he
stood still. He was overwhelmed with
new thonght, and it convulsed him.
He reached the end of the railing, and
then turned. He called; she also turned.
Both forms and faces were Illuminated t;
both rested their hands upon the parapet.
Will you think well of whatever
whatever | may do?'
She noticed the repitition, and swiftly
considered it; then she replied gently:
"Yes, whatever you may do"
They exchanged look OF mutual trust;
then the curate raised his hand, and slow
ly turned away.
AT noon on the next day the town was
in commoton, fnr the curate of the
prosperous church Of Our Saviour appear
ed personally before the criminal tribunal
of the city, and demanded trial and pun
/ ishment for the committal of robbery.
The rector, and all other rectors, and
t the bishop Of the diocese, hurried hither
with faces of alarm and astonishment.
| They found the curate pale, calm, inn
movable, undergoing the curious questions
+ Of the public prosecutor.
: Argument and persuasions were useless
e Ito change his purpose, and that night the
/ curate slept in Jail. At the trial he
won praise for his exposition and his plea
i for his weakness; his bearing was manly.
9 though humbled he looked upon the
Y crowd as though he considered it as his
k Judge above the judge who held his liberty
at command.
: There came into court the limping boy,
g the coroner, the woman with the child,
the ieweller, and the rector.
n The populace gaped AMI gussipped, and
a wondered what the rector's daughter would
II do now.
e At the end Of the day the curate re.
II ceived his sentence. 1t was the smallest