The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-04-08

her hand and kissed it with remorseful
tenderness.
you have now your last and greatest
victory; you have conquered me ! Cecil,
did thought never cross your mind that
the lying and forging might have had anoth
er author than Percie Lennox or that dis
grace might fall on other heads than his
l loved you better than my own soul, and l
stopped to sin for your sake. But you
nearly baffled me, Cecil if you had been
an ordinary girl you would have done So
Had you chosen, instead of bearing the
weight of sacrifice yourself, to take the
other course with which you threatened me
that day-had you gone to Percie with the
base tale / told you-he could have proved
to you that swore falsely, and forced the
lie down my throat They were forgeries,
Cecil, but done by my hand, and planned
by my traitors head to plunge dagger
into the truest, bravest heart that ever
throbbed in womans breast? ?''
"Then may God forgive you Give Har-
old; you traitor, who traded upon wo-
man purest 1eellngS :!
An iron grasp clutched Harold's throat,
a tall grand form that they knew well
lowered above them, and Percie Lennox's
beautiful face was darkened by rage as he
flung himself between the. speakers. A
cry, SO full of love and joy that it thrilled
Georgie's listening ear, broke from Cecil :
"Percie Percie o my darling, forgive
me--and him p'
Give was no coward. He freed himself
by sudden spring, and spoke:
"Pll meet you when you wish, Lennox
1t will never be aught but mortal hate be-
tween us two."
"Percie," the low tender voice said, che
is not all bad for my sake, let this miser-
able matter go no further. For my years of
pain freely forgive him, since he, of his
own free WILL confessed the bitter wrong
he had done you. Mr.. Harold, can take
your hand now with more respect than
have ever done; in the happiness you have
given me tonight, the past is fully at
toned"
} A tear, hot and burning fell on her hand,
and with that last spoken tribute of her
womanhood, with bowed head and CULVER
ing lips, Give Harold left her, let us hope,
better, humber man.
Shall go further, and try to paint the
} radiant happiness that the New Year
brought for my lovely Cecil, the deep sub.
dued joy of Percie over his recovered treas
, ure, Flora's malicious glee, and Georgie's
delight at having imprisoned her step
brother where he had heard both his ac.
cusation and vindication? Percie had
come home by Georgie's suggestion, tc
make one last effort to clear up the mys
terry but she had implored him not tC
present himself before Cecil until she hat
sounded the ground for him. And she was
about undertaking that hazardous opera.
: tin when Mr.. Harold's card interrupted
them.
Percie and Cecil were married yer,
quietly one February morning, at the Max
wells, and among the guests, assembled t.
grace the occasion, Cecil insisted upon hav
! ing the redoubtable griffin" who, decket
with smiles, and looking handsomer thai
: ever, fair and false as usual, was endeavor
ing to atone for past mistakes Cecil for
. gave her, but doubt whether George eve
did, for as Mr.. and Mrs. Lennox stood oil
= the deck of the Cunard steamer the mex
y day, just before she bade them lovin,
good-by, George announced her intentio
of going back to keep Miss Hatherton i
order for the next month
81 can bring myself down to prope
= Christian degree of forgiveness toward MI
:. Harold" said she, with gay little laugh
:, but as for the griffin, / cherish grudg
. against her still for Cecil's sake. Neve
mind; I'll be even with her yet %
81 haven't doubt of it," said Percie
saucily.
" "You needn't laugh I'll write a nov'
and introduce her in it, Oh you'll find
sketch of her, some day, wandering aroun
= in some of the magazines. Fine materii
70 there, and plenty of room for incidents
:" touches p'
= And she has kept her word : Ballou
" Magazine.
at A Mountain Of Coal.