Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1875-03-19

tIldt tue pTOI0OLlOu was at leDSCu OueESo
me-" resumed Mr.. Sale. land we seem to
be not any nearer decision then we
were then. have kept it to myself and
said nothing about it abroad, waiting for
you, Margaret, and the Rector-to whom
| at length spoke yesterday-is angry with
ME, and says ought to have told him at
once. In three days from this-on Thurs
day next, | must give an answer: accept
the post. or throw it up"
Margaret took her hand from her face.
Mr.. Sale could see how great was the
conflict at work within her.
There is nothing 10 wait for, Isaac.
wish there was. You must 60 by yourself
and leave me-
81 have told you that will not, Ifyou
stay here, I stay"
"Oh, pray don't do that 1t would be
so intense disappointment -
1.-The greatest disappointment l have
ever had in life," he answered. You
must 60 with me-
81 wish could wish could But it
is impossible. My duty lies here, Isaac.
l wish that you could see that it does as
strongly as see it. My poor father al
ways enjoined me to my duty, no matter
at what personal cost"
Is your UIOlHcI uuty " uc uCtc,
Margaret; not yours. Where is he ?''
I'm London, | believe" she replied;
and q faint color flew into her pale face.
She put up her hand to hide it.
1t had come to Margaret's knowledge
er had occasionally written to Benz amin
But Mrs. Rymer would not allow Mar
garet to write or give her his address. Il
obo pood hcWoyor that ohnrt EOrtuirhf
ago Mrs. Rymer incautiously left letter
on the table, addressed to him, and hei
daughter saw it. When some three or
four days subsequently, Mr.. Sale received
the offer of chaplanicy, and laid it and him
self before Margaret, urging her to &C.
company him, saying that he could not 90
Benjamin. She did not ask him to return
and release her; she only asked him
whether he had any intention Of return
ing; and, if so, when: and she gave him
in simple words the history Of her &C.
quaintance with Mr.. Sale. and said that
he wanted her to 60 out with him to the
Bahamas. To this letter Margaret had
not received any answer. She therefore
concluded that it had either not reached
her brother, or else he did not mean to re-
up all hopes Of it.
Lille is not very long. Margaret, and
God has placed US in it to do the best we
can in all ways for Him first. for social
obligations alterward. But He has not
meant it to be all trial, all selt-denial. II
you and part now. the pro liability is that
we part forever. Amid the worlds chang
es we may never meet again. however
much our wills might prompt it,"
True" she family answered.
And say that you ought not to en-
force this weghty penance upon me and
yourself 1t is for your brothers sake, ss
look upon it. that you are making the
sacrifice, and it is he. not you, who ought
to be here. Why did he go away?'
Il never knew" said Margaret. lifting
her truthful face to her lovers. "Benja-
min was at home, and so steady and good
as to be a comfort to papa; when quite
suddenly he left without giving reason.
Papa seemed to be in trouble about it
it was but a few days before he died-and
have thought that, perhaps poor Benja-
min was Unexpectedly called to pay some
debt or other, and could no. find the mon-
ey to do it. He had
\ loud bang Of the entrance door, and
Il noisy burst into the room proclaimed
the return of Mrs. Rymer. Her mess of
scarlet curls garnished her face on either
side, like couple of dropping bushes.
looking particularly homogeneous with
her widows cap and bonnet, Mr.. Sale,
rising to hand her chair, explained that
he was asking Margaret to make her de-
cision
at has been made returned Mrs. Ry-
mer. disregarding the offered chair. and
standing to hold her boots, one after the
other. to the fire. Margaret can't go,
Mr.. Sale, and You know it,"
'But wish her to GO and she wishes
it,
Its puzzle TO me what on earth you
can see in her." cried Mrs Rymer, fling
ing her gray mutf on the table, and unity
ing her black bonnet-strings to tilt the
bonnet half way on her head. Margaret
won't have any money. Not penny
piece"
81 am not thinking about money" re-
piled the curate, who somehow never
could keep his temper long in the pres
ence Of this strong minded Amazon. at
is Maj garet that want, not the money"
And it's Margaret, then, that you can't
have" she retorted. "Who is to keep
the shop it she leaves it ?-it cant go to
rack and ruin.
ii see you serving in it yourself some
times
II can serve the sta,ionery-and The
pickles and fish sauce--and the pear! bar
ley" continued she, ''but not the drugs
don 'tmeddle with them. When prescrip-
ton comes in to be made up. if l attempt
to do it l might put opium for SIENNA, and
poison people. have snot learned Latin,
ms Margaret has
"But, Mrs. Rymer-"
Now. Wen Just drop the subject, Sir,
if it's all the same to you," loudly put in
Mrs. Rymer. Il have told you before
that Margaret must stay where she is, and
keep the business together for me and her
brother. No need to repeat it fifty times
over
She caught up her muff and went out of
the room and up the stairs as she delivered
this final edict. Mr.. Sale rose.
''You see how it is" said Margaret. in
a low tone of emotion. and keeping her
eyelids down to hide the tears. you
must go without me. l cannot leave. |
can only say, God speed you! !"