The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1875-07-07

I'm glad he's where he is, though / Away
liked the young fellow. It's odd too, that b,
wouldn't defend himself. Neither denied o.
owned it. Some mystery there, but it's moi
my business to solve it.
Frank Reeves was tried fes forgery plead
ed " Not guilty, but refused to give any 40
count Of the forged check he had certainly
presented at the bank and received the money
on. He was sent to prison for Ave years.
During the trial, woman, plainly attired
and closely yelled, was observed to be unre
hitting in her attendance upon the proceed
ings and the prisoner, 1t was noticed, seemed
to watch for the entrance Of this person, and
to be uneasy till she came, when his hand.
some face would flush slightly, his dark eyes
brighten with pleasure, and he would resume
his usual air of mingled pride and determine.
ton.
When Frank Reeves bright young head
vanished behind the ignominious prison walls,
he carried next to his heart a little scented
note without address or signature, but written
in an exceedingly delicate female hand, and
having in one corner most dainty silver and
blue monogram, &C. d. It said: "You
are hero. am cowardly creature, I'M
worthy Of you. But the day you are freq
man, If you do not despise me too utterly by
that time viii be your wife,. Every hour
Of your heroic imprisonment shall think Of
you. love you already, and shall love you
more and more till we meet
Three years from that time, Mr.. Duhamel
died suddenly +; and his daughter, still single
a large fortune. In the course of the fourth
year she obtained, by private and personal APP
peal to the Home Secretary, Frank Reeves
pardon. f2s
The two met at last in Miss Duhamel's own
magnificent drawing room. The beauty and
elaborateness she had never bestowed on any
party or reception toilet. Her loneliness was
beyond description; her eyes were flashing
with tears.
Frank Reeves came calmly into the room,
and stopped few PAGES of, without offering
to approach nearer He was very pale, and
his closely cut hair altered him very much.
The years, the confinement and the CON-
partnership of brooding thoughts, had craven
upon his face sterner lines than had marked
that handsome countenance In the flush OF
eager, romantic youth.
Some unexpected expression in that face
seemed to strike Cleora.
Frank" she exclaimed, and in her
naughty voice was new and piteous accent,
"you have never forgiven me- Frank have
suffered too
He did not say more, but his eye flashed,
and he uttered the word, "suffered " after
her contemptuously.
81 am pardoned convict, he said proudly
g In the terrible prison to which your coward.
ice condemned me, and young and eager man.
hood, all those generous and half-sacrificino
impulses which made me your tool, even the
heart which loved you, have been one by one
crushed out of me. forgave you at first
Afterwards grew bitter month by month,
day by day. 1t was so little you needed to do,
to saved me all that long horror Your faith.
er would have forgiven you. I might hav
been spared my honor, my good name, If you
"Oh, Frank, will atone am rich we
can go anywhere you are not known, . Cleora
exclaimed, sweeping towards him, and ex.
tending her white hands entreatingly.
He lifted bis sombre eyes once to her peer
less face.
"Miss Duhamel,' he said, " there are some
things that even money cannot buy--that even
money cannot buy-that even the love of q
beautiful woman cannot atone for. That h
what came to tell you, and Good bye
Without SO much as touching her hand he
was gone.
himself from the stain of that injustice once
done him, and became an honored member Of
society through his patient endeavor.
Miss Duhamel never married.
TRIFLEs'--Our lives, or rather our happi
ness or misery, are in great measure made
up of trifes, just as time is made up of mo-
ments.
The discomfort Of having to wait for q
meal beyond its regular hour, Of finding
things ill-prepared or carelessly done, OF
meeting slovenliness and discomfort when Q
little thought and pairs might have introduced
ease and even elegance, or of being brought
up sharp at every turn by want of punctuality
and method---these are ills more difficult tc
bear than the uninitiated imagine.
Most houses might be comfortable and
elegant. Yes, elegant for comfort consists
In finding everywhere and as it should be
elegance in adding to what should be there,
that which need not be there, but WHOSE
presence surprises, attracts and gratiies.
There is often neither comfort or elegance
in the richer mansions, which both are found
in the laborer's cottage. A jug filled will
flowers, neat white curtin, couple o,
flower pots, may effect what the expenditure
Of as many dollars has not achieved. Let Il
not be said that these are mere tribes, I'M
worthy Of attention.
Distrust the pretence Of that spirituality
whose eyes are TOO lofty for the common
things Of life. In the long catalogues o
things to think on" they rank at any ratt
among the " whatsoever things are lovely