Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1873-01-23

Issshsad. and 80 ier Nth that fasai ssws-
papsr.: Alter sx 0ouants. that sssn-
u sgsa, she sat up and LOOKED about her
4jsh An cir Of bevIdermeuf.
The paper she said at length; .Iaess
~ paper.
|. I gave il 10 her silently--vhat xas there
. ray : -and she looked at the name for
] 1ouent With : fxsd. fearless CASA -
Thea she sloply gathered hersslf up. and,
sish the psper sill elaspsd in hct hand,
sslksd inatcsdlly down 10 The gate and
disappeared. ~ -. +.
Msnshs passed. fhad been discharged
|tom tho service. for il seemed impossible
|Aat / sheaA essr. b stpapg enough TO
- Y! ss|a 2 2; xsy...,. a. . ::d. Z.
sparkling. brilliant cir. Who tsd % bsvitck-
Cd poor Hal Braisard-this Tbyr1a and
were much together. We did not Of
ten talk Of Hal. but bis memory was q
q bnnd between us. and knew last how
veil she had lore him. It had all been q
. misapprchehsion on Halls part.
growing chiefly out Of his own modesty.
and The slight valuation that hs placed
upon his own attractions. Fsyette Black
mann was en- old friend. and was betroth-
to one Of her cousins-'ouly that. and
nothing more The young couple were
married that autumn. and The beautiful
mansion received il destined occupant.
I never told Thyrsa what passed be-
twen Hal and me that night in Virginia.
II she had ever noticed any change in the
tone Of his letters. she had evidently at
tributed it to the haste in which they were
often written on the msrch. or on battle.
fields. Why shosld / disturb her!
/ was alone in the cottage one night
NV mother had gone to watch with sicl
neighbor. aud I sat BY the blasting dr.
lost in q waking dream. It was early
for l had Just heard the whistle Of the
etening train. though, in those short Dc
cembsr days. It had been dark for hours
A step upon The piassa startled. me, and
felt, rather than saw. that somcbo
dy was looking through the blinds. Il
another moment. Hal Brainard. bronsed
bearded, no disctnbodied spirit, but living
breathing specimen Of magnificent human
ity stood before me. holding ne With hi
earnest eyes.
pass over the next few minutes.
But now, Hal, tell me. how it happen
ed I said. when our FIRST emotions hat
expended themselves. and / had him sat
in my easy chair.
He sat looking into the Gre for ful
minute when he answered. His moutl
grew stern aud hard.
DO You remember the last talk we had!
u you wcuIu anurryaiuk ukeaa. tbat in. .sia
tell you. The bullets oIa nut uuu .nu
Grey. I have never had 50 much is
scratch. The man next me in the rank
was blown to pieces but I was taken pris
ioner. and when, many months afterwards
| I escaped and made my way to the Unio
lines, I found I had been reported killed
| saw MY tains in an old Tribune. in u
list. said nothing. but [ thought th
matter over. Our old regiment was a
broken mp. The path seemed plain b
fore me. Hal Brainard was dead, ia
we'll out Of the way. Let him rest. II
had ki,h nor kin to mourn for him. Tt
new soldicf sho had afisen from his asht
would fght as we'll under another nam,
and Thyrsa would be free. after q few sa
tears aud a period Of decent waiting
marry man who would b more to h'
than be could ever have been
'Bu;.' be went on, after moment
pause. during which his face was couvul
ed with strong emotion; but Grey, n
dear old friend I did not think they woul
have married 90 soon.' and his voice IA
tered. Il thought they would have wai
ed at least one little year. ] deserved {
much consideration as that from Thyr,
Harripgtou-surcly l did,
| was silent for minute from sheer b
vilderment. Then I broke out:
| Married? Why. Hal
you see know all about IT, he sal
interruptiug me: else should not
here. I saw the names on the register
| Wilard's, Grey-'Fayette Blackman Al
wife and BY the date Of the entire it "
not three months after my supposed deat
Il stunned me, Harrison. and it harden,
me. Nos have run Up here to take ju
one look At you. and then ! 60 back to n
| work again. You will keep my secret.
know, aud let her think mc dead. 1t
better so.'
] nv thoushts hsd worked themsel,
, elear. at last.
u Excuse me- I sid. i will be ba
dsissa - - s.ss.s and va. .. Tt,
. | sac door in fses than 1 nI6utu.
She Vas hooking over package u q
letters, 9th . fsint, trembling color
her cheek.
; Come with me- ! cried (; Eve want >
: over al our house. Never mind yoar tis
that's ail right
But while she Was putting on her hoe
! I looked at her,. A sight, graceful 6gt
> robed IN black soft. wavy brown ha
. that had escaped rom i.s confinement .
? ioased over her shoulders; gray eyes. y
a world Of pathos in them q sweet tren
l lous mouth. and forehead seslsd VI
/: heavens own look OF patience. That Z
! What I saw.
!. And II ~ss wh.t Hal Brainard "a
d xhen, twc minutes asterwards. be turu
a. Iopsoed The door.
I I stole softly avay and lcit them,
g There is not q doubs that my old co
. rsde ~as dfesdfuiIy to blsme. somehe
4 But Thyrxa f5fgavs him-and . do I.
1 t5 r.
I E Mrs. Partington. in Mussratiol
!. the proverb, "A soft answer sarne,h av
= wrssh,' says: 'ls i better to speak p
= egorieally Of . perx0n than - = sla