The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1874-12-31

and heiress was quite another thing
from Emily pennI.ess, Thomas Yarn
had not mistaken his man.
He left town very shortly after, and
wrote q few very loTer-like letters.
Then he went through the usual pro-
cess of pretended jealousy, cOidness
and neglect; then writing her that,
as he knew he was not worthy OF her,
he must beg that their engagement
might come to an end.
He had told the truth for once He
was not worthy of her.
But it took Emily some time 10 see
that Loves young dream can have
an end. She went through the usual
delusions; thought he still loved her,
and that some enemy had done this
thing. The leaf of music which fiut-
tered of the piano in the evening
breeze brought back the hour when
he had gracefully stopped to PICK 1t
I'D for her the flowers about the
piazza still breathed of him the west
wiud brought her his whispered vows;
the moonlight seemed but to cast
shadows which might be his. 1t was
hard to accept life without him.
Emily had never met pain before; ; It
came with its usual intensity to the
young and strong. She sought to
escape it, to believe in him, to forgive
him and she would have done so to
the day of her death had not q news
paper fallen into her hand with the
news ofhis marriage-yes, so soon,
too An, Horace, yoI might have
waited
Trembling old Thomas looked on
the surgical operation which he had
performed sadly be watched the
pale cheek and the detected attitude
as she 81 once again his silent COM
pZnIon, Ia tile Old library He would
have given all the fortune that
he had not had, twice over,
to hear her laugh but it was
too late. Could he have fOreseen
this, he would not have frightened
Horace Frazier away. But, before q
year lad passed, the healthy and pros
porous young girl began to recover
| from her heart break. The same tenn
perament which had induced her to
throw ''Ihaddeus of Warsaw" half
across the room, in her excitement at
its rapidly changing tone of joy and
despair. came to her rescue. The un-
mitigated worthlessness of her late
lovers character began to come to her
although she did not know the half.
That knowledge sometimes is a good
medicine for a heart diseased. Aunt
Margaret, too, was as violently deSitt't-
siOnee as could be desired /; but she
never brgave Thomas Yarn, nor in
vited him to the edge of chair, for
ever more, in her cool parlGr.
Before three years had passed, Emf
ly had replaced Horace Frazier by 8
| far better man. Thomas Yarn had
kept his secret, and had seen his EN-
ily, as he believed, safe. He erept
| to the library not often now, for his
breath was getting short, his heart
beat painfully, he was going down to
that quite resting plsce by the side OF
Mary, for which he had long prayed,
Deborah began to go over to him,
now, with comfortable soups and en-
couraging wines. Excellent DsbO-
rah, misnamed DoOlittlei
Happiness did not harden that good
Young heart, which had been such 8
dear thing to Thomas Yarn. She
never fOrgot him, but even to heI
marriage-dsy sent over to see if be
could lot come to the wedding; bui
no, he was tco feeble. Deborah said
he would sit up at the window ant
see her go by!
So Emily, in her white robes, look
ed up at the tavern window as she
drove to church aud kissed Ter white
glOved hand as she passed.
II l. n N
for her to be delivered when she came
home from her wedding tour.
"Tell her." said he, shat she will
find my gift in the second volume o.
Scott's 'Commentaries,' on the third
shelf of the library"
"Just write that down, Mr.. Yarn, il
you please; my memory amt what il
was" said Deborah.
Thomas Yarn wrote q neat hand
It was the only thing he did neatly
He wrote it, and added, "among the
wild-fowers."
And when the beautiful, proud
happy young bride came home, she
went, with her husband, to see the
present. Aunt Margaret followed
saying. iPoOr Mr.. Yarn has saved
! little money, 1 don't doubt, and hi
has given II all to y0u!"
There were tears in Emily's bright
eyes. She did not follow Aunt Mar
garet's meaning, She was thinking
of his lonely lot, and of her own deal
happiness.
| She opened the book, and there
with some faded flowers, lay the fold
ed paper.
She ard Miss Margaret read it to
gether. They did :ot understand j
until Emily's husband interpreted il
for them.
They had been living for three year
in Thomas Yarns house on suffer
ance. He had been their host, know
/ ing that at any moment he could turn
them out If he chose.
He had not forgotten to add viii
of his own, giving all the property
once again to Emily-the property h,
had never touched.
"Where is he ?" said Emily, wildly
''let me go to him and tell him what
think of him ~
"Oh, my dear, hadn't you, heard p
said Aunt Margaret. "He has beer
dead q fortnight; he died on you
wedding day."