Connecticut western news., 1874-06-26
vera's eyes, as she read it, were blind ed by happy tears.
 Yes, will be true to you, Moore True forever"

vera eyes, aS Sne reau lC, Were DAAno ed by happy tears. ; Yes, will be true to you, Moore True forever"
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 Two years passed away Two whole years Vera remained by choice with Miss Nesbitt. The time sped on slow. ly, very slowly to Vera but she never despaired and never doubted. Moore Rivington's name was never mentioned between aunt and nlece :; but Miss Ncs- bitt knew that the girl had not changed.
 Once they were stifprised by visit from Mrs. Raymond. But she could not get Vera to go back with her which had no doubt been the object of her unexpected descent.
 Within a month of her departure, there came two letters from her, one to Miss Nesb1tt, one to Vera, and 8 local newspaper. In the newspaper was the announcement of Moore Rivington's marriage in India and the letters con- firmed it and gave 8 few particulars. The young bride was an heiress.
 "I hope you will come to your senses now, Vera," wrote, somewhat heartless- ly, Mrs. Raymond. |" trust you have some gleam of wofnanly pride left. MT. Osborne is still free he asks after you often. attempt no persuasion I kt1ow your obstinacy too well" -
 The letter to Miss Nesbitt pointed out that she was the only person who could influence Vera; and begged her to try to show Vera how very wise 1t would be to take this rich man.
 Miss Nesbitt received these letters in the morning. At night she spoke to Vera and Vera listened, white and cold as marble image.
 "Please to let me alone" was all she said. "Don't be afraid; shall bear it: I could not have believed it !; can hardly believe 1t but 1 suppose it is true. You lived, Aunt Nesbitt I shall live. Death is very cruel it will not coms to those who want it"
 Before she went to rest, Mss Nes- bitt wrote letter to Moore Rivington for she knew his address. Her letter was very curt:
 "MooRE R1v1NaToN I shall expect the money intrusted you with to be paid back to my bankers without de- lay. congratulate you on your mar riage. and wish you just the happiness you deserve"
 She was not surprised. When she found that Vera proved faithful to her love, she had known, she said now, that the man would fail. ;.
 "Fate likes to arrange matters 60, !" she thought. "Truth and falsehood mostly get thrown together. There must always be one heart broken" A week later Miss Nesbitt went abroad with her grand-niece. Miss Nesbitt took Vera straight to Italy. l cannot desclibe to you the six months that followed. Vera had not even the comfort of being ill-there are crises in life where physical pain and weakness become blessing-no such an utter silence, in regard to herself. upon her sorrow. She never locked in change. It was not that Vera grew thin. or pale, or ugly: She had never been SO beautiful. But, oh the utter hope. ble hamilton. Aunt Nesbitt read itall. never heal. Vera might live to have a sort of stony crust grow over her broken en heart, but the wound would buru
 
 place between them. What could be said ? Now and then in the middle of the night, Miss Nesbitt would be reused from sleep by Vera's entrance into the room, and at those moments Miss Nes- bitt feared for the girls mind.
 "Tell me again that it is true," she would whisper. "Let me hear you say it, for I cannot believe-I cannot be- ieve."
 What passed during these night watches made no difference in their lives. The interludes were never al- luded to after it would seem that Vera herself did not remember them. Miss Nesbitt felt as if she were living her own awful grief over again. old as she was.
 From Rome to Naples, on to Sicily, with pleasant party which they joined up by steamer to Genoa by the Corniche road to Nice. It was June, then; lovely June. They stayed over the St. Gothard into Switzerland.
 They had boen at the Interlachen just week when telegram from Lon don was delivered to Miss Nesbitt. "Moore Rivington to Miss Nesbitt.- Come te me. They think am dying" That was all. Save an appended ad- dress-a' house in some terrace near Hyde Park.
 MT. Rivington might have behaved ill indeed it was to be hoped some punishment had overtaken him but Miss Nesbitt was not one to neglect the call of the dying.
 "You have some bad news 1" cried Vera, as her aunt approached her with the telegram. "Do not hesitate to tell me, aunt; You know now that I can bear anything." And Miss Nesbitt put the telegram into her hands.
 "I dreamed last night that he had come," muttered Vera. "I dreamed he had come"
 Some blessed vision, it had been, in which he came to claim her :; to prove that he had been always faithful. Aunt Nesbitt knew of such dreams she knew also what the awakening was. What we live through, we men and wo- men.
 Vera was past tears. She looked like ghost but she could think and act. "We can go tonight" she said. "We can go tonight"
 She worked constantly-did half the packing, in spite of Maria's expostula- tions. At o'clock they were speeding away.
 It was like @ horrible nightmare, that journey, to Aunt Nesbitt. What must it have been to Vera. On-on- Strasbourg-Paris-down to Calais as fast as steam could carry them.
 They had crossed the Channel, and were whirling away toward London. They spoke littls; sometimes Aunt Nesbitt held Vera's hand or stroked back her hair, but what words were possible?
 "We will go to the Westminster Hotel," Miss Nesbitt said, when the