The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1877-06-23
THE RUTLAND DAILY GLOBE SATURDAY MORNING JUNE 49, 1871

blindness. And before this terrible calam-
ity his brave heart quailed.
The physician had just left him, and he
lay upon a lounge In his room. A pink
ribbon, smelling Of roses, was crushed In
his hand.
Margaret Clyde and the child had come
TO his room for q book the day previoue,
and she had dropped 1t. He would return
II the next day, for he would not indulge
himself to keep any memento Of her.
When the doom was pronounced, II
rushed upon HIM with terrible light that
he had loved and lost Margaret Clyde.
Lost her, because for this Reason, If for no
other, he could never hope for her love.
Poor and blind Such utter anguish pos
sessed him that he sprung up and CROPPED
ahead with his hands, as If he were already
beIeft Of sight.
"Oh, this is terrible world, and l want
to die !" he cried aloud unconsciously.
Two soft hsnds, bright with rubies
touched his breast. A sad, beautiful face,
looked up at him out Of his wonderful
midnight eyes.
"Come to me for help-come to me, as l
once came to you'll"
"Margaret-Miss Clyde. Oh, you do
not know!"
II have just seen Doctor Fame; l do
know you will be blind for life, perhaps.
But lsten-let me comfort you. You will
have q friend who will aid you, sustain
your spirits, supply you with sight, wait
on you, idoliZe you. One whom you saved
from inexpressible misery and destruction.
Can you remember no such pnep"
81 have lent many friendly hand. l
| recall no one who owes me much gratitude.
But stay-there was girl, friendless
child, on whose face l ence saw such a
look as Is now on yours, though she was
poor and plain. She, perhaps, might wish
to befriend me from her low station, and
should be grateful for help from the low
liest being now"
"Then you will trust me, for am that
GIRL am Rae! Oh, generous heart, all
that am, all that may be, 1 owe to you
only! Rely on me-"
He WAS so drowned in misery that moth
ing astonished him.
"And love you. l have loved you with
| all my heart for seven years. Is there no
comfort in that my poor darlngf"
She reached yearnlngly up to his face,
and he dropped his cheek upon her fore
head.
"Yes; comfort-comfort, indeed l will
not even murmur, since have your heart"
After two long years of tender caressing
he remembered how strange it was that lit
tie Rae Fray and Margaret Clyde should be
one.
81 was grateful little creature, and L
gave my whole heart to the congenial
work you set me to do, until Mrs. Amberly
came to love me. She instructed me, she
made companion of me. She taught me
to be lady. 1t was not difficult my
mother was a lady. When was eighteen
years old, she adopted me into her family,
and gave me the name of dear sister Of
hers, who had died. Oh. she was noble
woman-capable of friendship in it's truest
sense. / loved her-I love her now. A
year ago she died, leaving her wealth to
her child, Rose and me-trusting me ut
terly with the care of her child. But it is
a large wealth, Blanton; and, dearest, it
shall bep you"
Her affection and her faith did help him,
until years skillful treatment by physi-
clans, at fabulous prices, preserved his
sight. Thus, after many days, his bread
cast upon the waters returned to him.