The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1876-11-03

recognized you lmmeulaCeiy, InouSn L
believe you have forgotten me-"
"Blancne Vale? ImpossibleV
"Would you like proolp
"No, no! but it all seems like dream.
Blanche-thah is the name used to call
you--can not the past be forgiven and
forgottenW
"rhere are pleasant things in life we
would not willingly forget"
"Forget all, then, but that you once
loved me-"
chow could that benefit you now"
"Uan not you resurrect the old love,
Blanche2 feel that can not be happy
without YOU" ..-
"Do you know, Mr.. Wayne, don't be-
lieve in resurrection of the dead upon
this earth? Besides, couldn't think Of
loving q man who would amuse himself
by flirting with a girl of ttteep-neyer
expecting, nor intending, TO marry her,"
80 my case is hopelessw
"Perfectly"
"God grant you happiness, then,
Blanchel 1 love you more than If had
never discovered your identity. snail
we be friendsW
GAS you choose"
"Cousin, there's gentleman in the
room who is just dying to be introduced
to you. You are quite the rage. Mr..
Wayne, excuse me Tor breaking in upon
your tete d.tete with my cousin. Ii the
Iates viii, VIII return her to you un-
harmed" SO Blanchel he's so hand
somel" continued Cousin Maggie, as we
| we're making our way into the room.
"He's young lawyer, just spending va
cation with friend Of ours who at.
tended the same college. Oh dear, coz!
I wish you WASN'T here; for Pm wonder
lully in love with HIM myself"
| g ua aS mat idpaI. for
it had changed some hat since the days
when | knew Charlie Wayne. Tall,
tirmly-built, with piercing black eyes
mat it seemed to me l must have en-
countered-with an easy, confident air
with pearly teetn-With heavy, black
mustacne, and such smile! l sur
rendered to it at once. There was only
one thing about him didn't like; he was
almost too familiar, and drew my arm
within his as ii he had known me fol-
years.
"Will Miss Vale allow me to visit her
at her home Tasked he, when, at last, We
parted.
"She will be most happy to see yor
there"
'When do you expect toreturnW
Don't you think | was such goose as
to tell him ''iR two weeks" though l hat
come to the city with the full intention
of staying all Winterl Aunt Miriam ex'
postulated, and the girls coaXed; put l
was no use. had set my mind TO 60
and l was going, and went.
"Abram Wares come home and wants
to see you, Blanche"
And my mother burst into my room
and threw down all the air castles ha
been building about the dark, handsome
: stranger had met in the city.
V "Abram Ware II exclaimed l, pettish
lly. HE'LL just torment me with hi
!. awkward nonsense, as he used to. He'
" a good boy, though, ana DON'T want I
Iotfend him. On dearl L wish he hadn'
=. come home. FL just go right back to tn
II CITY," ,,
% II don't think you would find his equa
IL If YOU were to search it through" sal
nv mother quietly. "But judge for YOU
d sell. as pve always told you. Go doWl
d now, dear, and entertain him while y
H. tea: for he'll stay, OF course"
v | started down, halt-pouting, but d.
IN termined, in my own mind, to meet hi
q: so cooolly theL he could not venture a
s. advance. / opened the parlor door an
le went in, and then he rose up and co
fronted me.
m "Oh, my-p
i'd 1t was all said; and was desperat
de ily ashamed OF tnat. The handson
be stranger was before me.
$50 you didn't know me, Blanche?
be should have known you in Paris. l hi
in looked into those dark eyes too ofte
and loved them too well, not to ha
known them alter half a lifetime"
is And the naughty fellow, instead
ar bowing and smiling, as | expected
ng would. came up and put his arms abo
a me, as il he had perfect right to; and
m, dignitied Blanche Vale, laid my he
yn down on his shoulder and cried.
be 1t is spring-Lime again; and again
ed am down by the riverside. The clei
blue sky is unroIled above me; but
nv stead OF the moon and stars, the 81
" shine is coming down from its deptl
for, as it was night with me then, so il
as day, now. There is smile on my
nv and crimson flush on my cheek; fol
am leaning on strong, manly arm-su
lid as woman loves TO lean upOn-and To-
ing first at the beautiful lace above /
set with dark, passionate eyes, a
iss then down at the murmuring riV
where ] buried my first love.