Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1877-08-25

full farewell her husband stood on the
pavement, smiling broadly to hide his
real feelings. and then the vehicle ratified
away, and the folks went in doors again,
saying that they supposed the rich uncle
was going to make a lady out OF little
Fanny.
And how was it meanwhile with Will
liam Parr? HIS intimacy with those gay
friends, the Derrys, had come to an end
with the summer. Julis got tired of his
attentions, and snubbed him her elders
said to themselves that Young PARIS fire.
quent visits were becoming quite nui-
sance even Tom at last gave him the
cold shoulder. They were heartless set,
he said to himself, feeling ab0minably i'll
used. And then it suddenly occurred to
him that he was only getting the very
same measure that he had melted to an
other.
ut serves me right. for treating Fanny
badly" he mused. "She was worth a
hundred Julias. And she is such a good
forgiving little thing that almost think
she'd make it up with me If / went back
to her again."
1t was chilly evening in late autumn
when William Parr once more took his
way to George street. A host of old rec
objections came crowding round him as
he drew near Fanny's home; he began
to wonder how he could have stayed
away from her SO long, and to be eager
for the first gliinpse Of her sweet face.
He knew Just how she would look; his
fancy pictured the glow and brightness
that would welcome him. There was a
light in her parlor, warm, CHEEKY beam,
that told him he should find her sitting
as usual at her sewing.
| IL won't make dozen wretched ex-
cuses," thought the young man. "Pll
just ask her to forgive me, and tell her
/ could not live without her,"
| He knocked at the door, and stood
waiting with throbbing heart for Fan.
ny to open it. A few seconds passed
away, and the he heard the inside latch
lifted, and stood face 10 face with tall,
hard-featured woman, in a widows cap.
"Is Miss Kennaway within 7" he faltcr-
ed.
.'She don't live here" responded the
woman shortly.
mot live here!'' said William "Then
where is she? Can you give me any in
formation?"
| 81 don't know anything about her.
I've heard that some people named Ken
naway lived here before came, but
that's all can tell YOU
William turned away from the door
| like one half stunned. 1t was all so diff
ferent from the pleasant and pathetic
little scene he had been picturing, that
he could hardly believe in the stern real
ity. And then, ;as he still stood dream
ing on the pavement, he bethOught him
| of Mrs. Marks. She had been the Ken
naway's familiar friend, and would sure
ly know something about their change OF
residence.
| Alas! Mrs. Marks house was quiet
and dark. The shutters were closed; not
q CLEAN of light could be seen within
and Williams knock remained unanswer-
ell.
"That house is empty" said girls
voice at his elbow, aid looking around
he saw a decentiy clad lassie with par
eel under her arm. 1.-The Marks are gone
away to live somewhere in the country,
she added.
'Can yOn tell me what has become OF
Mrs. Kennaway and her daughter?" Will
liam asked eagerly.
They're gone To London. Some rich
Egentleman found out that they were his
near relations, and he has taken them to
1--we with him"
Without another word he walked away,
hardly knowing what direction he was
taking. Until that moment he had never
realized how strong was the tie that had
bound him to little Fanny. He had neg
lected her-triied with himself ard his
best feclings-and well nigh broken her
heart but had he ever really ceased to
love her? She was gone; she had quiet
ly vanished out vi his way. and made no
sign.
Three years passed away. William
Parr had stepped into the place lett VA
cant by the death of senior clerk, his
salary had been raised, and he had moved
to better lodgings. Perhaps If he had
sought to renew his intimacy with the
Dcrrys.he might not have been repulSed
but he was now sadder and wiser
man. The sense OF loss had not entirely
left him nor had he as yet found any
one who could be what Fanny had BEEN
No tidings OF her had ever come to hel
old lover in the days of their Intercourse
she had been silent about her Uncle Fen
wick, and William had not even heard
his name.
One day it happened that William
Parr was dispatched to London to trans.
act some business for his employer. Ii
was winter, but the weather was cleal
and sunshiny. land when he arrived ut the
great metropolitan station it wanted an
hour to noon. Among the numbers
waiting on the platfrOm, one figure at,
J tracted Williams eye at once; it was thai
OF lady richly dressed i'm velvet and sa
BILE, was evidently looking out eagerly
for some one OIL the train. As she caught
glimpse of the face she was watching for
her own frightened and flushed i'm way
that William we'll remembered. Just sc
had she greeted him, when he had beer
wont pay bis evening visits to the little
mouse ON George street long ago.
: A quiet-looking gentleman stepped GU
OF d nrst-class carriage. and was about Il
draw her hand through his arm. Blu
William, yielding to powerful impulse
approached and spoke.
"Fanny-Miss Kennaway,r he sale
nervously; her color deepened. and ther
she frankly extended her hand.
Not Miss Kennaway now" she an
swered, smiling. "This is my husband
. MIR. Fenwick-Mr. Parr."
William scarcely knew how he return
ed the gentleman's salutation. A mo
ment more, and Walter Fenwick and hi.
wife passed OIL, leaving him standing OF
the platform, trying to collect his scat
tered senses. Both had seen plainly
|, that he was far too confused to ente
Into conversation.
Poor fellow!" said Walter, lookins
down tenderly into his wife's face, 6.
: do not wonder that he was agitated By
! this sudden meeting with his lost love
He is a great loser and am great gain
er, Fanny"
Keeping Poultry i'm Orchards.