Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1873-11-07

Aween love for Clara, and his duty
to the widow; Clara is deeply il
love with Robert; Mrs. Morrow i,
troubled by certain talling-otf il
her lovers ardor, and Mr.. Arson
who has steadily refused 10 see tho
widow, hoped for the best Of his
plan. The father and son met at
ter supper.
"Well, Robert" said the former
"the month is up. What have you
decided on doing?"
eve have always made conf.
dants of each othe,," began Rob
ert.
"Certainly."
"And | shall not hide anything
from you now. l love Clara, and
believe she loves me, but | am en-
gagged to Mrs. Morrow, and | can
not honorably break the engage
ment."
"Then leave the matter entirely to
me-"
"What will you do?"
81 will secure your release by the
widow"
"By fair means?"
"By her free consent"
And so the interview closed.
On the following day Mr. Anson
sought the home of the widow. She
was in, and upon learning who he
was welcomed him cordially. She
asked him to be seated upon the
sofa, upon which she also graceful
ly sank. Mr.. Anson had made up
his mind to be brief and business
like; but the gorgeous widow quite
upset him before he even had
broached the subject of his sons
engagement. They came to
speak of him naturally at last, how
ever, and the widower saw his OPP
portunity.
"You love my SOM"
"What a question, Mr.. Anson,"
she replied, showing her perfect
teeth in a bcwitching smile; cam
not going to marry him?"
81 hope not"
"Sir!" and even the widows pref
ty frown captivated him.
81 beg your PARDON" he added
crcsttallen, 81 mean that / came
to talk the matter over with you.
''Do you think the match altogether
a good one.?'
~ sce," and her eyes dropped ap-
propriately, "you object because |
am comparatively poor"
wndeed | do not. The financial as,
pcct of the affair has never been
considered by me-"
The widow here pierced him with
look Of gratitude.
at was the difference in, in" he
stammered.
"In social position?" suggested
the widow.
"No, no"
"Ah! see. You mean in age?"
eyes," he replied shecpishly.
"Yoa have OWNED the reason, and
l will be perfectly frank with You.
My son is very dear to me, and il
has been the dream of my life to
see him happily married to some
beautiful and loving woman"
Here the widow turned her glori.
Gus eyes full upon Mr.. Anson, and
managed to show her arm, which
happened to be inclosed in a loose
sleeve. TWAS particularly round
smooth arm, and as smooth as pos
sible.
81 beg your PARDON" hastily con
tinued Mr.. Anson; 81 know that
you are good, beautiful and lovable
but"
"But am too old am thirty
Not so very old, either, although
do feel older than Robert. My love
for him has been largely of the
guardian sort have petted and
admired him as a mother might
And he loves me"
"But not exactly as he should
love wife. He loves another
woman; not a handsomer or better
woman, my dear madam, but one
WIFE"
The widow burst into tears-pre-
sumably, at least, as she buried her
eyes in her handkerchief, and her
bosom rose and fell TREMENDOUSLY
The widower's courage quite for.
sock him at this, to him, unexpect,
ed crisis. A pretty woman in tears
is a melting object, and the effect
upon the widower was all that Mrs
Morrow could have desired. She
sank down on the sofa in her grief,
very close to him. He wanted to
console her, and so he took her
hand. 1t was white, soft. and
warm.
"Pleasc don't cry" he said; 81
have offended and grieved you. Pray
forgive me-"
"There, don't pity me-" said the
widow in trembling but musical
voice; 81 can't bear it. l have only
Roberts welfare and happiness al
heart; if he can be happy l ought
to be contented."
"Then you release him?"
"Certainly."
"And lose a fortune-you arc a
noble woman"
"What is money to me? l am
alone and unloyed; shall try to be
happy in the consciousness Of hav
ing sacrificed myself for your son.
"He will appreciate your sacri
ficc," and Mr.. Anson wiped Il tea!
from each of his eyes.
Here Mrs. Morrow wcpt afresh
and her head sank back upon thu
widower's shoulder. Her form