The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1873-11-26

= se'' t'ii't iiSi eyes uiopl'c1t
appropriately. you object because
I am comparatively poor"
"lndeed I DO not. The financial
aspect of the affair has never been
considered by me"
The widow here pierced him with
q look Of gratitude.
1T Was the difference in, in"
he stammered.
''In social position ?" suggested
the widow.
"No, no"
"Ah! I see. You mean in age!"
Yes" he replied, sheepisbly,
| You OWNED the reason, and will
be perfectly frank with you. My
son is very dear to me, and it has
been the dream of my life to see
him happily married to some bcauti-
ful and loving woman"
Here the widow turned Der glo-
lious eyes full upon Mr.. Anson, and
managed to show her aim, which
happened to be enclosed in loose
sleeve. It was particularly round,
smooth arm, and as white rs posi-
bic.
i beg your pardon" hastily con-
tinued Mr.. Anson ; Il know that
you are good, beautiful, and Iowa
bic, but"
';But I am too old am thirty.
Not so very old either, although I
do feel older than Robert. Ny love
for him has been largely of the
guardian sort-I have pctted and
admired him as a mother might
And be loves me"
'But not exactly as he should a
wife. He loves another woman-
not a handsomer or better woman,
my dear madam-but one younger
and better suited to be his wife"
The widow burst into tears-pre-
sumably, at least. as she buried her
eyes in her handkerchief, and her
bosom rose and fell tumultously.
The widower's courage quite forsook
him at this to him unexpected cri-
sis. A pretty woman in tears is
melting object, and the effect upon
the widower was all that Mrs. Nor
row could have desired She sank
down on the sofa in her grief, very
close to him. He wanted to con-
sole her, and so he took her hand.
It was white, soft, and warm.
':Please don't cry" he said; II
have offended and grieved you.
Pray forgive me-"
There, don't pity me-" said the
widow, in q trembling but musical
voice, Il can't hear it. T have only
Roberts welfare and happiness at
heart-if he can be happy I ought
to be contented."
''Then you release lirn?'
Certainly"
and lose fortune-you are a
noble woman. n'
"What is money to me? I am
alone and unloved-I shall try to be
happy III the consciousness of hav-
ing sacrificed myself for your son"
He will appreciate your sacri-
fice," and Mr.. Arson wiped a tear
from each of his eyes.
Here Mrs. Morrow wept afresh,an
her head sank back upon the widow
ers shoulder. Her form shook con-
vulsiyely, and he put his arm round
her waist to support her,
MY dear madam" he said, II
can not find it in my heart to take
Robert from you"
"Robert," she sobbed, Il shall
never see him again. I have no.
thing left to desire except your re-
spect and esteem. Without those
I should Indeed be unhappy.
iir Arson drew her closer to
him-so close that she lay tremb-
ling on his breast, and he pressed
a kiss on her forehead.
"You have both and my deepest
admiration"
':Then I am content. Let Rob
ert marry the girl of hig choice. I
only claim the privilege Of retain
ing an interest in his welfare, and
corner in your esteem"
Mr.. Arson promised as he bade
the widow adieH at tbs door, to cali
again soon. And he kept his pro-
mise Sc well that the next evening
found him there again.
''Victory!" murmured the widow,
as she heard him enter the hall
;Elo will propose to me before be
leaves tonight. Robert is O very
pretty fellow, but he is inconstant.
The father is infatuated witt! ne
already, and the money is al bis: I
prefer the father"
She proved reliable in her PIE.
diesioa. Before her caller had kiss
ed her good night he had offered
her his hand, heart, and fortune,
and she had accepted all three. 800
The result was double wedding,