The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1873-11-20
CHAPTER ".

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Four wears had passed since Mildre d
left Waltham heart-sick of the place
-four dreary years years of life as q
gOverness, partly in a school, partly
in the family she was with now. Her
pupils-the little romping children,
who had been playing at little dis
tance on the sands-eame running up
with some pretty shells.
"Look, Miss Hugo, we are going to
take them home to mamma" She
answered them pleasantly-the chill
dren seemed her only friends just now.
ave had better go back" she said
taking little Arthur's hand. The lit
tie Italian village, to which the fami-
Iy had come for the winter on account
of Mrs. Wilson's health, was about q
mile from the sea. She was waiting
for her goveness at the top of the
broad steps that led to the house.
''I thought you were never coming
back. Is it wise to take the chiliren
so far, Miss Hugo ?''
"They like the sea-" returned Mil
dred.
"Ah! 1 am afraid you spoil them
but am glad you have come home
We expect visitors, and there is moth
ing ready. Would you mind helping
Marie little, Miss Hugo? Ellen ha:
a bad headache and is lying down"
Certainly" said Mildred, pleasant
| ly. She was tired already, but she
busted herself all the afternoon, dust
ing and arranging and giving orders
to the Italian servants.
| 10 ~ a nd tho uioifnro-Mr p
Wilson's brother and sister-in-law
and tall bearded friend OF theirs
whom Mildred bowed to in the lamp
light, and did not recognize until hC
spoke. Had he recognized her? Mil.
dred could not tell. He had chatted
all the evening to Mrs. Wilson and
her daughter Ellen, while the govern
ess sat by the table with her work
casting rare glances at the dark, pleas
ant face, so much older and sadder.
Mildred had thought over and over
again what their meaning might bt
if ever they metagain. She had new
er fancied it like this, without look
Of recognition from the dark eyes thai
had sought hers so often once.
Next morning before dawn Ellen
Wilson came into Mildred's room.
"WilI you get up? We are going
to spend the day among the hills, anC
mamma wishes the children to go
Will you mind helping me pack ~
1t was q radient day, without a
breath of autumn GOODNESS in the air
Mildred was tired before she started
and the children wearied her at every
step. She sat down at last, utterly
unable to go any farther.
The others were on ahead, laughing
and talking, Mr.. Briton walked be
side Ellen, and made himself very
agreeable.
sT wonder where Miss Hugo car
be?n asked Miss Wilson at last, miss
ing the governess. ''Those children
will surely fall over the rocks"
"Miss Hugo?n said her companion
'tis that the lady's name%'
eyes, our governess. Where car
she be?'
"She's tired" said Susie, "and sh'
is sitting down behind with Arthur
81 will go back" said Mr.. Briton
turning eagerly.
"Don't trouble, Mr.. Briton ~ ex
claimed Ellen, 10th to lose her cava
lier; but he had already hasteneC
down the grassy slope. He had no
recognized Mildred; indeed he has
1 hardly looked at her, for she wa!
changed very much, but the namt
reused his curiosity. Perhaps i
might
He came down the grassy slope un
til he reached the little hollow wher'
Mildred sat resting with Artnu
sound asleep at her Side. She was ly
ing back against tree, looking dowI
on the warm, blue sea, her lips trem
bling with silent pain. Mr.. BritoI
fingered q moment-he knew he
now, and looking at her, he saw shi
had suffered even more than he had
sI am afraid you are tired" III
said, coming forward hastily.
She rose, quite calm and self-pOs
sessed.
"I am a little. Poor little Arthu
has fallen fast asleep" and she turn
ed away, bending over the child.
"Don't wake him." said Mr.. Brit
on, touching her hand "let hin
sleep while he can. 1t is a pity w
can't all be children"
sit is q pity" She said nothing
more, but looked straight away out oI
the sea.
The silence grew intolerable after
moment, yet Mr.. Briton hardly knew
how to break il.
In a sudden thought he took from
his pocketbook a folded paper. In
side, carefully wrapped away, was
little faded rose. He came to he
side, and touched her bent head Il
make her look at him.
"Do you remember this?" he said
'1 have kept il ever since. My low
Is as fresh as ever. Shall we forge
and forgive all that is sad in auld LAM
syne"
Merry voices came from the Hill
sounding closer every moment.
/ "We shall be interrupted in q mo
ment," he said. "Tell me, Mildred
shall l keep this rose or throw
away?"
"Keep it." she whispered, still hid
ing her face; and just Gs Mr.. Britol
put his flower back, Ellen and tn
Others appeared at the top OF the hol
low.
Mildred's punishment was over q
last. She had more than her desert
after all in the faithful love of tn
man she married; but even in thei
happy welded life bitter memorie
bad their place, though unspoken
They could neither OF them forge
that Mildred had once been "BoUGH
WITH A PRICE"
A young lady had eoquetted unit
the victim vras comnletelv exhausted