Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-10-15

stroke. Mrs. Raymond dropped dead
of heart disease without any warning of
danger.
I cannot dwell upon my grief. It
was losing another mother, for I loved
her fondly, and she had given me truer,
warmer affection than my own mother,
devoted to fashion, gayety and dress,
had ever done. While / was wonder
| ing where TO turn, for / could not keep
up alone the little house We had shared,
my uncle came to see me.
| / had but q dim recollection of him
when he sent his card to my room, but
when Invent to meet him my dead father
seemed to stand before me.
"Helen," he said, taking my hand,
"why did you not write to me when
your mother died, leaving you at the
mercy of the unprincipled scoundrel she
married"
81 thought you had forbidden us to
write"
"I did resent your mothers mar
riage. 1t was an insult to your fathers
| memory, but 1 never dreamed of the
monstrous wrong done you. Only to-
day, going to her lawyer for your adj
dress, 1 learned of the will that deprives
my brothers child of the inheritance he
left in her mothers care You must
come with me. I have one Guild, your
cousin, who was named as you were, for
my mother, and who is just your age.
1 wish" he added with a sigh, Il
could say she was strong, well and beau
tiful as you are; but she has been a
cripple since she was ten years old
she is slowly dying of consumption.
Will you not come and be her sister ?"
| AS he spoke he took me in his arms
and kissed me tenderly. My own
fathers face seemed bending over me
as / gladly consented to go with him
wherever he wished.
I wrote hurriedly to Godfrey, for
there was much to do. Already the
tidings of his mothers death had gone
10 him, but wrote to tell him that my
uncle had come to take me to Walnut
Hill, near Cincinnati, and begged him
to write to me there.
As soon as / was settled in my new
home, welcomed with cordial love, /
wrote again to Godfrey, telling him of
my invalid cousin, Nellie, and how
rapidly she was failing. 1 dwelt ten
derby on her gentle patience, her win
some sweetness, and the sorrow of her
father, and told of my hope of COM
forting him, when the bereavement that
was Fastening to him should come.
This letter never reached Godfrey.
/ received letters from him irregu-
larly, for he was moving constantly, but
ever loving and hopeful, looking for
ward to his return, planning for our
future. My happy, peaceful life at
Walnut Hill was only clouded by the
gradual failing of my cousin Nellie,
who sank to rest upon her fathers
breast, holding my hand, when she had
been my sister for nearly year.
My uncle's grief was softened by my
presence. 1t had been my cousin
care to tell me of all MS wishes and
tastes, and 1 tried to repay his love for
me by filling daughters place in every
way. But after these two years have
described, Godfrey's letters ceased.
Again and again steamers came in, and
no letter came to me. / wrote to vari-
Gus points where he had been, and re-
ceived no answer. Finally my uncle
wrote TO the house IN whose employ he
travelled. They sent an immediate an
Swer:
"Mr. Raymond had resigned his
place, and had gone with an exploring
party to Central Africa"
That was all. Ii he had found an
other love he did not bid the cid one
farewell. Without word or sign he
went from my life.
Six years passed away, and my step
father died. In His will he restored to
me my fathers property, nearly doubled
by successful investments. was in
different to wealth when it came to me.
My uncle supplied every want, and had
willed his property to me, but he was
glad that my lost inheritance came back
to me, from his own sense of justice.
In the six years / had lived at Walnut
Hill had gone into society, had read
and studied, keeping my uncle's house,
and leaving no spare time for sorrowful
meditation. had suitors, made friends,
but the heart that had given Godfrey
would not open for new love. False or
true, Godfrey was the one love of my
life, and would have no other.
was twenty-eight years old, and ten
years had elapsed since my first meet
ing with Godfrey, when my uncle's
death once more threw me on the world
alone. With all his wealth added to
my own, was without one living rela-
tive, and strangely desolate. l never
made intimate friends, and my home
became hateful to me.
left it in the care of housekeeper,
and with one paid companion, Mrs.
Lee, returned to my old home, New
York, for visit. In the hotel where I
took suit of rooms met one of rpy
old schoolmates. She had been one eff
the few who had visited me when was
earning my living at a sewing machine,
and had given me her dresses to make
so we met cordially.
"You must come home with me T.
she urged. CT am married, you know,
and my husband has home at Nyack-
on-the- Hudson. We have two little
girls and baby boy. I am only here
on shopping excursion, and going back
tomorrow. Yop must go with me"
She was very cordial, and when her
husband, Mr.. Larcelles, was introduced
to me, he added his entreaties to those
of his wife, and was easily persuaded
to make visit to Nyack. Here, Marion
playfully overhauled my wardrobe, and