The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1874-08-15
He smiled very magnifcently at that.

could steel their heart against gOu!
So with his unanswerable batteries
he prevailed on the beautiful helress to
fly with him.
And the first that Harvey Mortimer
knew Of his sudden bereavement was
the announcement in the daily paper OF
their marriage and departure for
Europe.
Of course it was an awful blow-one
that made him fairly stagger under the
crushing weight of shame and wounded
pride and murdered love-one that add
ed the first stray silver thread among
his Jet black hairs.
But Harvey Mortimer was not a man
to die under any accumulation OF
trouble. His was not the temperament
to sit down, idly fold his hands, waste
his life, and then say Fate had wrought
the desolation.
He just went right ON, in his accus-
toned ways-perhaps haltingly at first,
certainly more determinedly every day,
as his soul emerged more and more
from the cloud Julie had cast over 1t,
until, after five years had added their
record to his pure, noble ife-until
three times he had seen the winter
SHOWS, and summer grasses cover the
double grave of jules heart broken
parents-he could say, calmly, truth
fully, still seriously, that human love
was never more to him.
He was content-five years ministry
of sorrow, five years discipline had not
been for naught and despite his lone
illness, he felt he was not cipher in
the busy world His married, widowed
sister and her boy lived III his elegant
house-the very house where Julie
Dayton had lived SO many years, from
which she had gone one afternoon five
years ago; to which she never return
ed to which no letter had ever come !;
from which they had carried two collins
within six months of each other.
1t had been pitiful ending of the
, family = a heart crushing breakup,
Mr.. Dayton had been demented he
had entirely neglected his business for
months then, with wild frenzy, he had
rushed into hazardous speculations
that took immense capital, and the end
was he and his wife had been buried at
Harvey Mortimer's expense.
He bought the house and furniture
just as it stood, and brought Mrs.
Armitage and his nephew and name
sake, little Mortimer, to such home
as they never had dreamed of before.
He was content, | have said. His
gentle, sympathetic, sister knew his
! heart-story, and while she forebore to
mention it at any time, by her tender
delicacy and touching care for his well
! fare she manifested her womanly desire
to be all and in all to him, her kind,
beloved elder brother
SO their lives flowed on, deep, quiet
current, unbroken by eddies-until one
night-one dark, stormy night, when
! the March winds tore through the leaf
less tree branches, and shrieked and
moaned and walled at every window
with dismal dreariness that made
Harvey Mortimer think his little world
at home very pleasant indeed.
1t was pleasant-very, with coy
! cheerfulness that all the grand decora-
lions, all the costly surroundings could
not spoil.
Mrs Armitage had lowered the drop
light, and wheeled Harvey's chair
nearer the swapping fire III the CRATE
/ she had aired his evening paper, and
| brought little Mortimer's box of blocks
! for him to build with on the Persian
drugget Lefore the fire; while she her
/ self, while Harvey read or listened,
! played low, soft airs on the grand piano
In the midst of this peace, this
, homefulness, came the herald of what
so suddenly broke up all of calm and
quiet in that household for days-a
| quick, sharp, imperiOus ring at the
IL hn1 Oh. 4
! questioning the servant; then rapid,
nervous feet on the marble floor Of the
hall, and then presence among them
that made Morty jump and cry and fly
to his mother, who had sprang from
the music stool in establishment at the
intruder-that made Harvey Mortimer
look up III silent, stern surprise that
changed to a white, Mortified expression
as he met Julie Dayton's weird, sad
eyes.
She had glanced in amazement at the
strange faces of Mrs. Armitage and her
boy; she had opened her lips to speak,
when she caught sight of Harvey's
face, and then she fairly crushed one
wan, thin hand over her eyes, and stag
gered away, pitiful moan on her quiv-
ering lips.
She had come back thus, who had
gone in reckless thoughtlessness. She
came in plainest, almost mean garb,
WHO had gone in almost regal attire :;
she came III distress, who had gone
glittering with jewels. And she had
heard nothing-sO she told Mrs. Armi-
tage afterward. She and her husband
had written, begged and implored for
giveness, but when, after a year, no
answer came, they had given up in de
spair.
After that Ray had seemed to care
less and less for her. Her diamonds
were gone, her health began to fade
with mind worliment, her husband took
to drinking-and then she repented,
oh SO bitterly, in sack cloth and ashes
of humiliation.
Latterly, Ray had gambled, and then,
one night, III drunken brawl had been
dealt blow he never recovered from:
and then, when he was dead and buried
she had come, by steerage- passage, by
second-class conveyances, hOmet
And there was no home no mother
no father; no anything; and. biterer
than the gall and NORWOOD of all her
piteous past, was the knowledge that
she had so unwittingly rushed into his
presence.
He was 50 good, SO kind, 50 like him
self, and yet so unlike himself; so
quietly anxious for her welfare so I'M
ostentatiously thoughtful for what he
knew she would prefer, and yet, SO
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