The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1873-01-31

7 felt very badly when this was told me,
for il pained me greatly TO think that
she was unhappy
Ten years giided by and my hair grew
thinner and my steps less certain. l
was rich. Yes, had as much money as
n man in my circumstances could have
desired. My physician came to see me
and had long talk with me. He was
kind-hearted and skillful man; he had
never married. Somehow, think he
Guessed my secret, for he seemed to
the story of his life. How he came to
the city young man TO practice medi-
cine. The struggles he encountered ere
he got patients. He had left a sweet
heart behind in his native town, and he
was toiling to make money that he
might marry her. At last success came,
he rose rapidly in his profession, but the
girl married another just when he was
on the eve of setting out to claim her for
his bride. Life then grew dark to him;
his profession was to be his wife. From
that hour woman's love never more
found place in his heart.
He caught my hand and held il in
an affectionate grasp, and we turned
away our heads that we might not see
each others tears. "YeS, / will 90
abroad" replied, in response to his in
duiry. "Yes, will go; but an hour ago
did not deem it possible for any man to
obtain such promise from me-"
! Twelve years had passed since Isat by
/ the brook under the willows, with my
heart full of unutterable things and q
wild throbbing in my breast. Twelve
years, and / stood in Heidelberg one
sunny day before the church of st. Peter
and gazed at the edifice, thinking of the
/ time when Jerome Of Prague nailed his
celebrated theses to the door and aroused
/ thousands of hearts to frenzy. Suddenly
/ saw a crowd hurTying to a spot some
little distance below me. As passed
on to join the throng heard some say
'If he's not killed it's because he.
drunk"
AS came to the place, they were al
ready carrying a man, who had beer
/ thrown from horse, into an apothecary
store. My heart sprang to my throat a
got q momentary glance Of his face
/ Bloated and changed as it was, il wa
still enough like Mountjoy TO make mi
hurry into the shop. He was evidentl!
dying.
\ card from his pocket gave his resi-
dence. l hurried forward as fast a
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woman ever loved. Changed, oh! hoy
changed found her. But the old ligh
was in her eyes and that was enough 70
me. AS gently as possible broke tn
sad errand to her. She merely claspel
her hands in mute agony and trembled
Then there came a slow, heavy tread
and men bore something into the gardel
gate that once had claimed the livin
love of Jessie Bates.
Tenderly they led her away that sh
might not look on the dead mans fac
until the sight was less repulsive.
Two summers, and 1 am still i
Heidelberg, watching Jessie Mountjo
die. Every day l could see that he
strength was failing. Every day
could see that her feet were slippin
: from earth.
: I sat by her bedside one day when III
cool wind famed her wan cheek.
PAUL. she said, 81 am going henC
soon. Truest and best of friends, wi
: leave you gift that I know you wi
: value.n
: she stretched forth her hand TO Il
I. scissors and severed long brown ire
: of hair from her head, and placed it
: my hand with q sad smile.
s That night she passed from cart
o / stayed long enough in Heidelberg f
e German flowers to bloom over her grav
y then / gathered up few rose-buds an
s tied them up with her brown hair
e and-I shall never be happy again.