Wilmington daily commercial. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1866-1877, 1872-07-13

ic,pci,,l.d from Thursdays Commercial.
Al am clad to see you 80 entirely recov-
- he said. stopping before her, but speak
titu ,or,, frigidy II feared that the results
~ ,o,,r adventure last night might prove very
s'i .'n mioht have proved serious TO some
~, Che answered fortunately for
howeyer. do not feel nervous shock
l,, much, and there was little else in that.
If yyou had been ten minutes later, though"
,!'You might have been beyond recovery"
said he, co0lly finishing her sentence as she
.msed He was ON his guard now, and not
l ,~cn into his eyes flickered any thing more
,ban the auietest courtesy,
iii was very horrible, said she, in low
.,,ice ~ never knew before what suffoca
,ion meant but the dense smoke quite over
covered me, andI suppose | must have been
lnsonahle for some time before you came.
"Wby did you go there?' he asked, una
T. ,lo IN rcpress his curiosity on that point
There we're some very fine pictures
,.,r, she answered. ~ wanted 10 save
anne Of them. After all, however, did not
succeed in doing so
Then there was pause. KennOn was still
Standing before her, but he now mide II
nnoyenent as If he would have bowed and
nass,d on only just then she looked up and
lad neryed herself to an effort
81 believe YOU have an appointment with
Rose" she said. ''She is not herewith not
N here this morning IL you do not object
however, should like to say few words to
you
She pointed to a vacant place on the bench
br,ile her, and, after slight hesitation,
kcnnOn sat down.
81 confess do not understand" he he
gan but she interrupted him.
"You do not understand what brought me
here2 That is very likely; but, If you will
be patient moment, you shall hear. We
are old friends, and | wish To ask your
advice. Will you read that p
She held DeVereuxs letter toward him,
and with increased surprise he received il.
He gave a start as soon as he saw the open
inr words, hut he did not raise his eyes, and
as he read it, she watched him keenly. He
held his face under tolerably good control,
but she had once known its least weather
sign, and her eyes were not likely to deceive
her now. Yet, when he finished, he looked
up and spoke with more passion and less bit
tt4ness than she had expected
well" said he, ''tell me now the mean
Ing of this. You did not use to be cruel for
tho mere sake of cruelty, and I am loath to
think that you have learned to find pleasure
in the niliction of pain. Yet your motive
for giving me such Il letter puzzles me. DO
you want me TO go and cut this mans
throat he went ON, with ill-resirained We
brmence ''that you show me the words of
love with which he offers you my inherit
ancc!'
81 told you what ! want" she answered.
II want your advice"
MY advice2 can give ii to you in two
words-maTy him. lie is rich, and he is II
foOl-mary him !"
"lIe is not feol," she said, with some
thing like Indignation in her voice. ale is
a man of whose love any woman might be
pruud-whOm any woman might well learn
10 love That lelter''-she pointed to il as
she spoke--'has touched me more than ! can
say Only a fine nature and a gentle heart
could have written such words as those.
Marry him, then for Gods sake marry
him.
She rose from her seat, and took turn
down the walk-then came back and stood
before him, the Pickering shadows falling
softly over her resolute face and earnest
eyes.
Laurence" she said, edo you remember
yesterday do You remember telling me that
Fate had brought us together once more, and
that we should not throw away our last hope
OF happiness Is yesterday to-day with you
Think for moment, and then tell me-car
you say that now 2"
In moment he understood her, and he
loo, rose to his feet They faced each othe
steadily in the golden sunlight before h,
pointed to Devereux's letter.
81 say it now as | said II them he an
swered. "But, with this before me, l an
constrained TO add-don't let me stand il
your way. There Is the path to fortune
lake il now, rs you took it before"
You are unjust r. she cried, passionately
1t was no path TO fortune that took before
And If take it now II will only be becaus
Dy such words as these you prove TO me tina
i'ose lnglesbys heirship is more TO you tina
lam"
Her shaft struck home. Adventure
though he was, Kennon had still enough Q
honor and sincerity left to feel IT, A dar
red flush surged over his face, and steppin
forward few feet, he caught her hands
TEL me what you mean, he demanded
almost roughly. 81 am dull at reading nj
dies, and This has grown beyond my con
prehenslon. Why have you come here 2
why have you showed me that letter p-wh
do You speak to me like this? You kno
That Rose 1nglesby is nothing TO me al
that you-are every thing. Do you mea
nat you are willing 10 give up him for ne
lie pointed once more TO the letter--no
lying on the ground at his feet--and Alice
gaze followed the gesture half sadly. StOO
ing, as If by sudden impulse, she lifted Il
open sheet of paper, gently folded it, al
iald 1t aside on the bench. Then she turn,
BACK TO KehnOn, and held out her hand
Just that way put him out of my life
am"
AT this point our story ends. At this poi
uie slster-in7law, who had entered Miss
gleShy's life and changed its whole cure
and meaning, went out of 1t again, and Il
Tor brief space, at least--not little
uesolation behind her. OF course Rose W
700 proud to show how deeply and SHARP
ule blow had struck but, despite !
bravery, she suffered many u sharp pan
ana knew many dreary moment before
even slightly healed Can we wonder at tn
Inc girl had not given her heart unaskcd,
some girls do, and therefore she had not
CURED the legitimate penalty of folly.
maj merely suffered it 10 be won she Ii
merely fallen into a snare which might ha
ehlrapped an older and wiser woman al
instead OF waking slowly, and with sit
ehihg consciousness of ''tOO late" to 4
khowledge, 1t was forced on her by q
sharp stroke. 1t may be said that she Ii
cause Tor gratitude in learning the truth
soon. No doubt she had, and no dol
sue telt this before very long but at II
well, suffering ID apt to make even
, w,sest unreasonable, and it was not strar