Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1874-01-29

child, how she had striven to suppress
the cry OF her heart as she wrote; there
was lust the one crushing fact-he was
nothing to her now; what need OF cries.
she could die silently. Randolph, TOO,
was stunned. He, too, saw only the iact
they were parted-whereforef he look
ed to his father, and saw him readlng
eagerly New York journal, while tne
flush of anger was on his brow, ana mis-
ewes cleaned like live Goals, as throwing
the paper to his son, he said:
aRead that. sir, and see with what you
would Lave allied u.s." ;.
Randolph read an account OF the as
honor able failure OF Hessrs. Bralne q
Bell-an account which certainly did not
extenuate aught He read, and his heart
grew lighter. This, then, was Annle's
reason: She would not link him with dis
honor.
Father" he said, placing Armies let
ter before Mr.. Bryan, "read that, and 40
my poor Annie justice.t'
Mr.. Bryan read, and was silent.
"Father,I ask you as gentleman,
what answer should I make to such let
teri"
Slowly, reluctantly, doubtless, MI. Bryan
answered, but decidedly:
"You must go, my son, and bring her
back with you. You had best set out to-
night"
"And will you welcome her, father?"
The fire flashed again.
"You appealed to me as gentleman,
sir Do you doubt that / shall act as one
to lady in my own houser"
"Your daughter, father?"
No answer followed Mr.. Bryan had
opened another journal-one day later
and his eye had lighted again on the
names of Braine 81 Bell. The journal
list, referring to the facts given the previ
Gus day, added that CLEAN OF light had
been thrown upon the dark transaction by
the noble conduct of lady connected
with one of the parties. whose name was
suppressed from respect for her delicacy
Then followed an account OF meeting
of the creditors of Messrs. Braine q
Bell, at which Mr.. Phenix, OF the well.
known firm of Phenix & Co, No. - Wall
street. appeared, and, acting for this lady,
relinquished to the creditors property
valued at more than fifty thousand dol
lars, which had been cured to her;
"See here, Randolph" said Mr.. Bryan,
in his gentlest tones, lean this be your
Annie?"
"Of course it is, father" cried Ran
dolph, exultantly, "this is just like my
Annie"
Randolph, | think I will go with you. T"
Six days were, as Randolph Bryan felt,
soasted in the voyage-for time and space
had not yet been annihilated, even for
lovers But the end comes surely, how
ever slowly. The calm atmosphere of a
golden October day, when the air seems
full of blessing, was around them as they
sailed up the beautiful harbor of New
York. Mr.. Bryan was nearly as impatient
now as Randolph, and when Annie first
appeared before him, not knowing whom
she was to meet, her white, sad face and
spiritless movements appealed to all that
was pitiful in his heart, and won from the
chivalrous gentleman tender courtesy
that would scarcely have been yielded to
the heiress and the beauty Annie is now
the joy and light of her husbands home,
as she once was of her fathers; and Rob-
ert Bell, who has compromised with his
creditors and resumed business, declares
that he has no anxiety about her, and is
convinced that she owes her present hap
piness to his brotherly care. -Appleton's
Journal