The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1877-11-10

aud Hokle; you despised all women DO.
cause Of me, and have suffered you to
to 60 on IN ignorance, while all The time
my heart has been slowly breaking for
the want Of your love. When you left
me TO 70 out into world In search Of for.
tune, my love for you wronged heayeni
was an idolater and you Richard, we're
my idol. But II my love was strong, my
pride was stronger, and when your lei.
ters, after growing losS frequent, ceased
altogether, | sought no explanation Of
your silence.
Georgia Dale, my SGepmother, was
my counsellor, aud because | listened 70
her my whole life has been ahipwrecked,
She II was who hrst whlspered'in my ear
the story Of your deyotedness 10 fair
heireSs; she Il was who brought mo the
letter containing the tldings ofyour mar.
riage. Oh, Richard, Richard, who shall
picture to you tho days Of agony which
suceeedsdi But for my pride | should
have lost my reason
T" Well after that, Charles Grey sought
my favor; my stepmothsr approved Of
him, and perlured myself at Gods al.
tar. Too late learned the truth 1t
was all vile plot Of Georgia Dlle's; /
stood between her and YOU but for me
she hoped to win your love. You know
the result; her plot was failure. You
fed from the country, hating me in your
heart, and neVer guessing that the smil.
Ing bride Of Charles Grey cast out u
thought after you.
"Seyen years ago my husband died,
and during these intervening years have
earned my own and my children'B bread
by the labor Of my hands. only once in
that time have looked on your face, and
then you thought me hundreds oil miles
away; but my love was potent, and /
iourneyed, on foot and alone, hundred
leagues aud more to see you once more.
f" You were walking In the garden, and
the woman whom you turned away when
she asked for adraught Of water was vi.
olet Dale. would not reveal myself to
you; II Is better as 1t Is. And now Heav.
en- bless you, Richard Steele / have
loved you long, and you only; and In the
heaven where 1 am going there Is neither
marrying nor giving In marriage; meet
me there. "VIoLEr GRAY"
He finished the manuscript, and bow.
ing hia face on tho open sheet, the long
psnt up sorrow Of his heart broke forth
10 teArS-teRrs such as only one like him
can shed. The closed chamber was opened
at last, the double granite doors were
rolled back, and the angels oil tender mem.
ory n .,v In anJ toolr "a - Nba;r ahoJo Ike.
Violet Dale tho softeyed girl whom
no had loved with the freshness Of bis
youth and tho fervor Of his manhood;
Violet, who had made his whole life
failurel Aud yet abe had been innocent;
before the tribunal Of his judgement
she was blameIess. Yet she was dead
what ma.tsred this long deferred disoov.
ory2-it Was too late noWl Too late for
her, but not too late for her children.
They should be his, and be would DO their
father. And It was even 30. Richard
and Violet Gray went forth no mora from
Ire.on Hall; hencetorth their home was
with the early friend Of their mother.
Unbounded was the surprise in Milford
when II was known that Mr.. Steele had
adopted two strange children; but still
greater was the RaIonishment when, on
the following Sunday, the rich man
walked into church, leading the two Or
phans, one on either aide. The good
work wa, begun, and 1t went on until
Richard S.eeIs's nature was revolution.
lied.
Years Afterwards, while he lay on his
death.bed, loving and growing friends
were around him, and At the very last he
isncied he saw the face Of his lost Violet
lowering above the couch.
And nj his funeral there were few dry
eyes, for the poor had learned to bless
his bounty, aud the sick and distressed
offered up his name in their prayers.
And therefore, say not that because
men are hsrah aud cold there is no oasis
In the desert, for in every human heart,
however strong, there is fountain OF
sweet water, and happy is he who breaks
the linty barriers and allows the stream
10 gush for III,