Wilmington daily gazette., 1873-10-04

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Or Of anything she could have brought upon ,
him.
lie lived alone, and his wife led gay life,
apart from him, and was rot too we'll 81 oxen
OF; and IN his soiciude the poor man thought
continuaily Of Miselle, whom lie had deserted
Thought how pune she would have been-how
true to him, and how he would have loved her,
until his life knew one great longing-a
wicked longing to be quite free to love Mise!le
again.
One day the wish WIS gratiGed, and news
came to him that his wife was dead.
1t had been his fault that she had been |
wretchet, and had made him so but he never
thonght of that He only felt that he was free. |
Miselle had not married, he knew; and now
he would win her again. The world was moth
ing TO him. He had fed from It's tongue and
its many eyes long before. Miselle should
do a, she chose. There should be nothing
which he would not give her leave to do. The
old people might sit at her hearth, and at her
board, 50 that only that hearth and that board
should be also his. And in holiday attire the
widower went down to Sheepdale.
1t wr7 early Summer. The day was like the
one on which he had told his love to Miselle.
A golden bee or two lone might have been the
very same), 0uLtered around the quiet garden
again. The seat where she sat at work was
there beneath the vine. aud there too were the
DetIuIDeu DOTueTS Oh ulSUOHetl6s 0G mousse
was often 80 Of a Summer afternoon The man
to whom this brought back those happy days so
nearly sat down to wait and think what he
should say to Mselle. Perhaps she did not
f know he had been married. Ii 50, why tell
4 her? Let the world he nd thought 80 much
! Of hi4 unhappy secret. He would stay here in
the sweet solitude with Miselle.
=, She would be proud at frst-eiher cold OF
) angry-but he would WOO 30 humbly that sh,
, IL
e demned to death might pray for mercy ne woul(
i beseech Misele for pity and pardon. And thel
, -ye', then she would let him draw her to hi
d heart, and touch her brow with his lips, an,
: call her his Mignonette, his little darling, one
> fg,n.
= And he had come to this thought, when th
!. door wcl opened, and he arose to greet NJ
C ellie.
e But it we7 not Misele only her old granC
ID mother-hard and common Of feature az eve
c but with a strange, grief-slricken face. She di
Z not see him, but went straight TO the beds
r. mignonette, and began 10 pluck great handfu
~ with her horny hands. Then Win spoke to he
4. She looked up.
d, "Tm pickin' 'em for Mlselle,' she said, the
,u gave a start. 81 didn't know you at first NJ
Harin'tun," she said. II thought twas the dc
ed tor You're aged. Yes these is for Mi-ele
used to be hard 90 her for likin' 'em I'm afrai
- But l wanted her 10 BE- steady. 1t I'D Fno
Cd"
!. Then cau.ea sob. William Harrington cauz
or the old woman's arm tight.
IN "What is it? What hes happened2'
ed Aud she commenced, with Try sobI and
10 tears, as old people sometimes show sorrow:
lis IL thought you knew Mselle was dead Y
=, see, she faded when your letters stopped comi
y" She wouldn't tell me. l supposed ycu quarr
A. ed She got tired of things, and sat a deal
herself Plenty wanted her-she was pret
ok But she didn't seem to care. Six months a
IN she was took down. There VIZ no hope tbs
lot and yesterday she died Says she, Cram
it's most over; when I'm gone, put his lete.s j
I'd. the grave with me, and put mgnonetle 10
tVy hair-miSnonette; says she kind o dreamy Iii
ne ,,' he liked it. And tell him. says she,-'fo
~ think he'll eome-that | always loved him.
- never knowed the rights ont. P'raps you'd |
not to see her."
And William Harrington followed her,
slle saw Mselle, dead, with his letters upon her
len ON and m mgnonelte ami let: her hair. Him
)on world never saw him again. Until the old 7
the pie died, he saw that they wanted nothing
l.. while he lived, dwelt near Miselles grave. N
& ha- il, also his own he's grown green for many ye
Of and over both creep soft beds of mignonettt
the summer time, Turing the golden bees f
ere the gardens with its fragrance. And Sheepd
es has legend, that in the moonlight two wi
Ore. ferns are sometimes seen there; and that d
uld were the semblance Of Mselle and the lover
VII broke Ter heart
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