Weekly Trinity journal., 1875-09-25
NUMBER 80.

of despair at your age"
Her words cut him like whip-hsh.
The dark blood mounted to his forehead,
as he repeated
Coward ! | might fight the world
yet, but"-and here his tone was bitter
and yet strangely pathetic" the battle
is scarcely worth winning. What would
gain Money! | do not value it.
Position? have thrown it behind me.
have played the fool, and must take
FOOLS wages"
will not have you say So" she said,
reused to IN earnestness she never intend-
ed to botray. You shall not throw
away your lile."
A hope sprang to his eyes, new there,
Lighting thom to dazzling radiance.
Miss Cameron l.eunie," he cried,
"were there II prizo to win, were ono
hearts hope ccntered upon me, | would
trample down these demons of temptation.
| would prove myself man il had amy
motive"
There was no mistaking tho prayer in
his eyes, the pleading in his voice.
Only for one moment, close now to the
low window, before hand like II snow
flake fell upon his shoulder, u voice, low
and sweet, murmuring low in his ear
" BE man, for my sake"
She was gone before ho spoke again,
and no wandered of to the woods to muse
upon the possibilities OF his new life.
Tho next day Mrs. Tollman lost her
Summer boarder. Society, languidly
contemplating Miss Cameron for tho next
three years, found her eccentric.
She was gay and brave by flashes, las-
cinaling in either mood, but she was
mysteriously unappronchable.
s. know her not in those three years,
but Mrs. Tollman was the recipient OF
various hampers of city delicacies from
her, and would acknowledge the Same
by letter.
One OF these, dated three years after
the beautiful Miss Cameron left $,
after claborateIy thanking that young
lady for n hamper of daintios, added:
Do you remember my nephew, John
Furber He left me the duy after you
did, ana trcttod more thun little. But
he took II turn for good heaven be thanked.
He worked himself up and to-day he
writes me TINT he has made friend, with
his father again. and is to be taken part-
IN, al a
is to buy it, but Johns earned his placo
by honest work, Oh, my dcar, Pm hap
pier than | ever thought to be. Perhaps
you've heard of the house in London that
John is in. But I'll tire you, writing
about my own affairs. wouldn't only
thought perhaps you'd remember john"
ain London" Leonie murmured $50
near TO me all these yeors, and yet never
seeking me. Remember him2 Yes,
Mrs. Tollman, do remember John"
She had folded tho letter aud was dress
ing for the opera, when II visitor was un-
nounccd.
" What n barbarous hour" she mur-
INJURED, not looking at the card. "In II
few moments, Jane"
She was robcd in 1eocy dress of white
lace, over pule blue silk, had clasped dm-
monds on throut and wrists, and in tho
little ears, when as she took the opera
cloak from the maids hands, she looked
at the card
"John Furber."
She looked like some visitor from
another world in the radiance Of her
beauty, rs she came across the wido
drawing room to the window where ho
stood.
He had not heard her light step, but ho
turned when she was near, showing tho
stamp of his better life in his noble face.
lie held out his hand, looked earnestly
into her face, and seeing she spoke only
u happy truth MS, taking it, she said
" | am glad to sec YOU"
"Lcone," hc said, you gave me hope
three years ago, that has borne me above
temptation and suffering 20 position
where | am not ashamed 10 look any man
in the face. You bade me"
Blushing brightly, she took up tho
word as he paused
"To be man, John, for my sake"
"And | obeyed you, my love, my dar-
ling. have come for my reward, Loo
ME, loving you with all my heart, daring
now to ask your love in return"
SO, society had a ripple Of sensation in
a fashionable wedding, when John Fur
Der married Miss Lconie Cameron.
But only you and /, render, know the
romance Of that Summer in s., or how
John Furber redeemed his manhood for
Leonies sake.