Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1873-11-05

Ter lawyer. But nobody knew where
lewis was. You remember when she I.
lied, how much talk there was. He was
advertised and letters weIe sent every |
where but he was not to be founs.Y
II remembor!gs | broke iu. People, !
hOught he was dead. There was a ru-
nor, you know, that he had joined the ex-
peditiOn fitting out then for the Polar
seas; aud ansther HAT be had gone into
the English service sssfras semitic India g
Yes, yes! l know well there was
no truth in any Ofthe reports. Poor Lew
il all this time was in Southern Mexico.
Heaven knows what he was doing, half
mad, fighting with his love and his de.
spair, believing Margaret was false to him,
and SO trying to forget her, but only low
ing her all the more!
81 should Ike to read you his letter"
sho went on, with tears in her eyes; bu:
no it is sacred Well, at last be saw, by
sheer accident, enc Of 'he newspaper ad-
vertisements. He wrote Immediately to
the lawyer, AMI got in answer Aunt Lau-
ras letter. She confessed all her treacb-
cry; how she had made Margaret think
that his desortion was voluntary She
told him of Margey's long illn6ss aud it's
dreadful consequences, her blighted mind
and onded by begging him to forgive
her. You can guess hoio he forgiyes herr
said Mrs. St. John, with bitter Laugh.
81 should think So!r answered, indig.
nautly. And Margaret, poor, poor
Margaret. How will she bear this? How
will she meet him VIII she recognize
him, now, after all .hesc years of dark
ness? Will it be i'll or well for her to see
him now ?" H . .... ~.
"Ah there is the trouble !" said Mrs
St. John, wringing her hands. "PooI
Margaret! poor Margaret! 1t will break
my heart to see them meet; they were
so fond of each other once; she ouly lived
for bim--and now, to see her turn to him
that vacant unrespoDslve face"
She dropped down en- the floor and bent
her face on her knees sobbing. | could
hear the rain drip en- the gravel walk be-
low, and through the low sorrowful m0a'
of the wind came the faint murmur o.
Margaret's monotonous, lifsless voice.
But, who knows" broke out Mrs. St
John, in a brighter tone, "who can tel
but that great good may come Of it
When we wera In Germany with her las
year, the professor who examined her case
said that some quick, great shock Of th'
miEd might restore he:, You know whel
sue is asleep, wher She dreams, the pas
al. comes back to her; she is perfect,
rational. have sat by her bedside man
times aud heard her prattle with iAun
Laura, with Lewis, and everything is will
her as it once was; she is our own darling
beautiful, bright Margaret again. Bu
as soon as she wakes, her mind is a blank
she can remember Bothing. And ye
there is faint CLEAN Of light behind tn
darkness. 1t breaks my heart to see he
trying to recall the past. A faint mis-
seems to lIo before her eyes, and yct
strain as she will, she cannot pierc
through it.
'.Marion Marion! = called Margaret
plaintive voice; and at the sound W
started. a.
n "You go down." said my companion
hurriedy. 81 must bathe my face an
make myself presentabe as hostes
Oh, | wish St. John we're here :"
Bella was in the window drumming, an
Margaret was by the fire when | wei
down. She had some embroidery, wit
beads and bright.cSored silks, and 81
asked pcttishly for Marion to help her
;. made some light excuse, and present
, Mrs St. John came in. ID ~ % s1ou
Tears came into in my eyes as | watc
ed the poor fair, patient head bent ov'
the needles, trying wistfully to cor
: prahend the design, Her hands trembl'
t with her eagerncss; drops of pcrspiratl'
stood on her forehead, and all thc mass
OF her abundant fair curling hair ft
: down about her slender throat and shoy
: ders. q ~ U Fth aHp m1di isYa
/ Suddenly, while the two were thus e
, gagged, a carriage dashed up ia the ,,F;' ra
9 and stopped at the gate. Mrs, ~ Jol
0 rose quickly and rang the bell. .asnsa
"If any one asks tosee Mr.. ST. Jo
!. or myself," "she said to the servant W
& answered. take them at once to the
s brary, where there is fire. II will s
them there" " tM aiHa
!. During all this time Bella was exclai
ing. wondering who it could be- Marga'
i. did not look up, but sat busy with b
silks and beads. We Watched eaael
y while a tall, dark, heavily y-draped fgr