Connecticut western news., 1877-08-03
VOL. VII.

ms but Pm such child, where law is concerned, that any one can cheat me. When may expect you p" she asked. ''''I can hardly promise, my time is so much engaged. You may expect me at any hour." @a A-1
 And with this, Guy Foster found him. self showing the stately lady to her car riage. He pretended not to see the hand stretched out to him as she bade him good afternoon. He merely bowed and retired, then withdrew to his office, as matter r-of-fact as You please. There was no sentiment at this meeting-at least on his part.
 It was near the end of the week when he called at Mrs. Towards house at the West End. The woman who had in- vited him there was very we'll pleased to greet him again. She would have forgotten all about the business which had brought him had he not spoken oft.
 ''The afternoon will be all gone be- fore shall have a chance to even get a look at what | am to do. Will you"
 "Oh, yes. How thoughtless of me, MT. Foster!'' And with laugh, she rang for a servant to conduct him to the library.
 On second thought, she determined to go herself, so she dismissed her ser want. ' <
 "After all, it isn't much-only poor pa's homestead-I wish to release it from it's membranes. I value that more than all the rest besides. So many happy days were passed there," she said, as they presently found them selves alone in the library. 7.5 =.5-
 Of course he knew what she meant, but he wilfully misunderstood her.
 7"'sI should say they were poor days, Mrs. Howard, and consequently un- happy ones. They become so insignifi- cant when compared with after days. When one is am bilious. as you know, they are only happy with hopes full | filled. ''T Jss.2 '5fai z edi .g. >z.It F. The woman said nothing, only she gave the papers nervous twitch. With laugh, she arose, saying, ''Wen, I don't intend to do the business myself, so here are the papers. I'm afraid you'll feel angry at me for taking up so much of your valuable time." y-. ,5
 "Not at -all,' he said, coldly. .-- .I
 Then there was silence. He could do very little that afternoon, for already the long summer day had come to a close. Promising to call the week fol lowing, he left her. .-.... r.. | The business of settlement, which at first seemed so simple. took longer than he thought it would. The result was that he made frequent visits to the house. Then was Ellen Howard glad. She showed it in every action. What would she not have given to have Guy Foster all her own again? His studied coldness, however. caused her to de- spair. At last he finished the business, and so he told the humbled woman, who was hungry for his love. ,-' {3#si 7n "And this is to be the end of all r m
 eally sorry, Guy" +-f Hi fT.. ' This was the first time the old name had crossed her lips in five long years. He heard it with frown. .r-~ "
 ''Certainly, Mrs. Howard. You seem to like law better than most people. ] should think you'd be glad to be re- lieved of it," *tt.. a..-... -....
 "Perhaps so. Won't you call again ?'' she asked, pleadingly. a4s'.t,se. e.. T l "What would plain Guy Foster have in common with the rich and stately Mrs. Howard?" he frigidly asked. r .
 "Everythingl Can you forget the past so easily .... 2 .s--r
 "Yes. have other things to think of. You, ill the height of your success have, of course, forgotten it long ago 1 was merely foolish boy then"
 ''Listen to me, Guy Foster. You have chosen to misunderstood me Does my face look as if had been hap py? l need scarcely ask, since you have eyes. I was once foolish enough tt think that gold alone brought happi ness. The result is, I am miserable woman, who would give all for-but am weak enough already in your eyes Spare me further confession.''
 Unmoved, he stood still, while sh' partly recovered herself. With bowed head. she tottered to chair.
 was not prepared for this scene; hat I foreseen it, I should have explained all. In other words, I should hay, saved you the pain of being refused Mrs. Howard, I am another woman
 husband"
 There was suppressed scream, bu that waseall. The Dext minute Ellel
 Howard was herself again.
 "You might have told me this be
 fore, she said, sternly.
 "I did not come here to discuss m,
 private affairs, Mrs. Howard. Havin, T. broached the subject, will say that m,
 wife is an old acquaintance of yours , Caroline Farmer was her maiden name have never regretted that she wasper :. suaded to change it, But fear an getting prosy; Good day, Mrs. How ard;" and thus they parted. She had been bitterly punished. Sh saw it all when it was too late, like
 good many others. Weeping and moan ' ing would not bring him back, so sh ? arose with bitter heart. She though of Guy in his happy home. Fate ha
 been remorseless, indeed to her in til end. .. .-.-..-.....-... -lA Common Sense.