The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1875-08-12

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to the sulkyI chemist who lived upon
the cliff, In the house Of which he had
robbed him, and he would spend half
the evening, detailing imaginary
wrongs which the malice of the up
start had wreaked upon him now that
he was down" It was Trustworth's
turn to have q craze, Wrayford would
say, dryly, when rumors Of these raw
ings reached his ears. .-st a,lr -
= This was the position Of affairs
when summer came upon them, and
it was twelve months since Victor
had gone away. Twelve months to
the very day, both Wrayford and
Grace remembered, and yet neither
spoke Of it when they faced each other
at the breakfast-table that morning.
Wrayford had made up his mind to
ask her if she still believed in Victor
Dufoy, and he was thinking, even at
that early hour, Of putting this CARVE
question: to her, when the postman
brought a letter to the house for
Grace. l., e ...' &c.,.
T The servant laid it on the table by
Grace's side, and the foreign face up
on the postage stamp told Of a long
distance which the missive had come
in search ofher and in proof Of him
whom she had not learned to doubt
i There! did I not say that he
would be true ?" she cried, as though
Victor had been an unceasing topic
Of conversation for; the last twelve
months. ..- ...~ .H--
"Who would be truer'' asked the
chemist, turning very pale. +.s.,..
''Victor Dufoy. This letter is from
Victor"
"Oh! that mani" be said, disparag-
ingly. "
!. The, cup clattered in his saucer, as
he took it from the table, but Grace
needed not his excitement. She had
torn open her letter and was devour-
ing its contents. Wrayford watched
her, and saw how Grace utterly for
got him, and remembered only the
man who had sent this message from
his foreign home to her. The light
upon her face, the sparkling Of her
eyes, even the sudden dimming of
them by tears, and the quick heaving
Of her bosom were all against him
all against the last faint illus
ion which even his common-sense had
not allowed him to dispel till that
day.
"Gardy," she said at last, che is
well. He is in Ital ly-he will come
back presently to see u.s.
T. Abel regarded her stohdly, and she
remembered that he had learned to
distrust Victor Dufoy.
,".He has been a long time making
up Els mind. to relieve your suspense u
he remarked, coldly. J..
"He said before he went away that
he would not write until there were
good news and words of promise for
me"
"He has heard of my success" said
Wrayford.
Grace would not take ofense at her
guardians remarks. She went on
quickly:
"The French government is consid-
ering his mothers claim to the estates
of which he has spoken to us so often
there is hope of all being forgot.
ten and forgiven. Oh! Gardy, if you
would only rejoice with me, how hap
py you would make mey'
"You forget was the grave re-
proof: .:
"Forget what?" she asked, quickly;
"That your happiness and mine are
things apart, and can never be recon
ciled together. You will be happies1
when he returns-I shall be at my
worst, losing a daughter who ha.
cheered my home, and gaining NJ
ones confidence"
'But Victor is generous; he es
teens you, and" -:
"And I despise him." said Wray
ford. "He will take you away with
out my consent"
| "Oh! you will not refuse tha
again, when he returns in all homo
to prove bis love for me?"
"When he comes back, Grace, "
will speak of this. I can not b
troubled now by your romance.
have outgrown romance, child-se
how gray I il"
From that day Abel Wrayfor'
changed to his ward. He fostered n
longer his illusion, but turned ster
and cold even to her. He assume
his rightful position for the first TIM
accepting, before its advent, that is<
lation which he felt awaited him. II
studied very hard, early and late, g
though in the pursuit of new ideas b
could forget her; and no remo1
STRANGE of her he loved could wea
him from his tasks. Letters cam
regularly from Victor to Grace, br
he asked no questions concernin
, them, and Grace, aggrieved at last
as what woman would not be whe
= her lover wasslighted did not spea
= their contents to him.
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VI Grace was very sorry for her qua
] diaa's sternness, but she felt there VI
n no power which she possessed tn,