Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1873-02-07

the lions of indifference and friendship
in their dens, and do not yield to un-
manly cowardice. Strange that l have
given you the counsel last which should
have been given hrstl But do not, be-
seech you, lose any time In seeking her.
Assure her of your long and unwaverihg
devotion. Constancy is the most valued
word in tue woman's vocabulary. You
have staked too much happiness to lose;
you must win"
"And If | lose" he said-holding up
something bef ore him which took to be
picture, though it was in the shape of a
heart-"and ii lose, then perish all of
earth to me- But leave me only this, and
should hold you thus, and gaze on what
have first and last and only loved until
this perishable material on which l have
placed you turn to dust, still will you be
craven on heart whose deathless love
can know no death; for thing so holy
as the love l bear you was not made to
die.n
My work-now my completed work.
dropped beneath my fingers, for the last
stitch was taken.
"a If l could not prevent his self.torture,
be should not, at least, torture me long
err and snatching the thing from his
grasp, exclaimed, as l closed my hands
over it, "Now, before l return it, you
must, you shall, promise me that you will
take the last advice gave you; or will
you allow me to look at it, and then un-
seal the silent lips and give you the pro.
| phetic little yes or mo- which professed
physiognomist like your con6dante can
always read in the eyer"
al would rather you did the last" he
! said; and l rose, leaned my elbow on
the corner of the mantel near the gas
light, rested my head on my empty hand,
so as to shade my eyes from the intensity
of the brilliant burner near me, and with
the awe creeping over me with which the
old astrologers read the horoscope of the
midnight stars, looked, and saw-only a
wonderfully faithful copy of the portrait
hanging Just over me, of which Mr.. Ten
nent Tremont's confidante wasth original.
| threw it from me, and burst into tears.
He stood quite near me. thought hated
him, but my obtuse, blundering, idiotic
self more than him. l waved my hand In
| token either of his silence or withdrawal,
for in all my life long l, with whole die
tionary in my mind of abusive epithets,
was never more at loss for word. My
token was unheeded
He only murmured softly,
"t had never seen thee weeping;
l cannot leave thee now.'
When you snstched my picture from
me moment ago | saw glistening tear
of sympathy in your eye; but what are
these?"
$50 cruel! so ungenerousl so unfairp
/ said, still pressing my hands tightly
over my eyes. GLOW can ever forgive
your
With softer murmur than the last hi
repeated the words,
"'Tis sweet to let the pardoned in"
Astounding presumption thatw
said, now giving him the benefit of m,
full gaze-'to speak of pardon before
making a confession of your guilt Blu
before | give you time even for that, tn
remaining mysteries which still han,
around your tale of woe shall be cleared
up. Please to inform the court how tn
original of your purloined sketch CUult
have been the object of years of devotion
when it has been only four weeks to. .da,
since you laid your mortal eyes on her?
"Ahl you may well say mortal; bu
you know the soul too has its visual or
gans. saw and loved and worshipeC
my ideal in those years, and sought he
too-how unceasinglyl-and l said:
Only for the real will with the ideal part;
Another shall not even tempt my heart.
! When l saw her just four weeks since
knew her,
And my heart responded az, with unseen wings
An angel touched its unswept strings,
And whispers In its song,
Where hast thou strayed so longt"
But the avenging demon of curiosit
was not to be exercised by sentimenta
evasion: "Those letters, sir, of whicI
you spoke, they must have been Of real
tangible form-not part of the mythics
phantasmagoria of your idealistic Wis
ion"
He laughed as a light-hearted chill
would, but knitted his brow with pei
: picked air as he said, "Why don't tn
British government send woman to fin
! the source of the NileP l must than
your unsophisticated brothers pride j
his sisters epstolary accomplishments 70
my privilege of perusal. What next'"
/ thought a moment. Before, l ha
fifty other queries to PROFOUND, but no'
as l looked into the glowing anthracite bt
, fore me which gave us those pleasant RI
: veries, they very naturally all resolve
: themselves into explained mysteries will
: out his aid.
He insists that the prophetic little ye
7 or no" never came.
Upon my honor, dear reader, as a cor
fidante, still think it the most unfa
? procedure which ever "disgraced III
? annals of civilized warfare" but l sha
: have abundant opportunity for reveng,
, for we are to make the journey of life t.
. gether.-LiPpinc0H's Magazine.