The Russellville Democrat., 1877-06-14

ooh, I am so glad" she cried-"so glad thought it was gone forever. Oh, Mir. Belmore
 Then meeting his ardent gaze, shc paused. dropped her burning face m her hands, and finally burst into passion of tears.
 The strong, noble hearted man stood gazing down upon her, his face expres- sive of conflicting emotions. At last, he put out his hand and stroked the shining bands that covered her stately head.
 Beautiful, queenly head" he mur- mured, "I would give my life for the privilege of holding it one moment, on my breast. An, Miss Trevanion, yeul will never be loved by mortal man as l love you. But I give you hack your crescent, and with 1t, freedom from your promise. would not force your heart, though I would die to win it." "0h, God bless YOU" she sobbed 1; you are as generous as you are noble and gifted. MT. Belmore, if I could love any man, that man would be your self, but my heart is buried fathoms beneath the sea and if l should wed with any man, the dear, dead face of my girlhood's love would rise like a spectre between me and happiness. Ishall never marry, MT. Belmore Pvc lost my cor ner by the household hearth, behind the heads of children
 | "No, heaven forbid w he cried, going down on his knees before her, kissing Ter hands, her hair, the very hem of her golden robe. "Oh, my darling-my peerless, beautiful Julia this is the very extreme of both bliss and pain. You love mc-you are true to me and yet l you do not know me. am Maurice, your cousin; the sailor boy who parted l from you under the chestnut trees, seven weary years ago. When the Al | batross was burned, l was saved by a miracle. I have had dangers and ad- l ventures that would fill volumes; but through all I have kept my VOW, and ac- complish my purpose. 1 have won both wealth and renown, and l am here to lay them at your feet. A year ago, started homeward, but fever struck me down in Egypt. and the friend who nursed me talked necessarily of you. Then and there I resolved to return l under an assumed name, and if you had forgotten me, to try and win back your love. The very gods favored me, for in Paris, when l went one day to a renowned jewellers to purchase some fitting gift for you, to my infinite sur prise, stumbled upon the old Trevanion crescent. I persuaded the lapidary to let me have it, and there it is. Julia, you have heard my story look into my face, and tell me if you know me---if you can trust me"
 She was sobbing like child, but she put out her hands to clasp his.
 "Oh, Maurice" she cried, letting her queenly head drop upon his breast, "I know you, trust you, and love you. Thank heaven, you have come back to me again '"
 A week later, the two friends stood to. gether.
 "Well, Walton, you won't refuse to congratulate me, will you?" said Mau- rice, extending his hand.
 Not I, my dear fellow" cried the young man, seizing the hand and giving it a hearty shake. "You are wei. csRe to your queenly cousin. I have found some one that will suit me better, and must claim your good wishes Tn re- turn.n
 "Why, old friend, this is good news, indeed; the one bitter drop in my cup of bliss. was the fear that my success might cause you pain. Who is the fortunate lady~
 "Little Katie of course. She won me in spite of myself She is the bosom friend of your beautiful intended, and we are all to be welded on the same day. So says the programme"
 And a brighter day never dawned The doubls marriage was celebrated. at Ravenswold, the old home of the Ire vanions, and with the restoration of the diamond crescent WAS revived the waning glory and renown of that time. honored race.