Feliciana sentinel., 1877-08-25

; cat Galveston, Texas, by the Rev
Pierre st. Cloud, assisted by the Rev
Thomas Dix, Captain Edward Hallett, U
=. A., and Blanche Emily, only datiEhte
OF the late Pierre St. Cloud, Of Pi1atka
Florida. No cards"
Mrs. Graves up stairs heard no sound
but when she went down Milly lay OF
the sofa White and rigid, the newspape,
still clasped iu her cold fingers. It va.
not long before her senses came back
Her mother famed with anger; but the
girl hushed her with weary sob:
"We were never really engaged; you
know"
"Not engaged! Oh, MillyW
! But Milly turned her face to tie wall
and said no more.
Baymouth was stirred to it's depths
next day by the news that Captain Hal
lett was married to Southern lady, and
that Milly Graves was down with typhoid
fever. Every one wanted to help to
nurse, above all, to know the particu-
lars. Such masses Of blanc mango and
jelly were sent in that poor Ms. Graves
was at her wits emu TO know how to
dispose ofthem. But no ono could really
aid, not even poor Stephen, who SCARCELY
left the house day or night, or ate or slept
till the crisis passed, and Milly was pro-
nounced out of danger.
Out of danger but it was weeks before
she could sit mp, and weeks longer ere
she came down stairs, thin, white,
shadow and wreck of
the blooming little beauty who walked
so gayly up Love Lane at Ned Haliett's
side not quite . year ago. She was pa
tlent always and uncomplaining, but |
she did not often smile. Perhaps Ste
phen won these infrequent smiles often
or than any ono else, and lie counted
them as precious payment for all time
and trouble spent in her service.
Only once did he see her shed tears.
This was when, hoping to give her
pleasure, he brought in the first wild
roses of the season and held them before
1er. Suddenly spasm passed over her
ace she gave gasp, turned aside, and
struggled for composure. Stephen drop
ned the flowers as If they burned his fin
.ers and hurried out of the room. A
lot anger shot through him. "He
1as "a ruined = everything for her." he
OvoA ~ Aoco I0uIluOS nec OF
lin. Coward that he isf They hang a
nan for poisoning the water springs:
Why not hang him though hanging ia
90 good for such q villain as he."
Natures processes of cure arc secret, !
Is In their depths that wounds begin
Q heal. Gradually as months went by
ne n renovatins principle worked in Milly.
utles and pleasures, and took up again
ne buroen oflife. She was pale still.
ut the paleness infolded a sweet serenity
mich was no less lovely than her eirlish |
loom. ''Milly Graves was real improved r
nee her disappointment" certain severe
ID ladies' asserted, and they we're not far
ON right. Stephen adored her more
IAN ever. Two years later he told her
% his surprise, she was neither astonish-
l nor shocked, but looked in his eyes with \
smile which was sad and tender and n
veet all at once.
"Dear Stephen" she said, stthis is Just 9
owe Lane, and the rose You picked un d
1T OF the dust7 You are doing the same b
ing now, but I am not worth it, dear,
IT worth the pickir g up.' e
'MlIIy," said Stephen, trembling with n
gerness, "there never was day since l "
st saw You, and that was twenty-one Y
ars ago, when didn't love you beyond a
~, my Rose Of all the world 1 am not ci
TO touch your stem my darling, or :.
ndle one of your leaves, butI love you, II
Arrest with the whole ofmy heart Can OF
u not love me a little bit in returnT
"Oh, Stephen, do" and the fair little CT
gers closed over his. "Therers nobody =,
the world like you. I always knew u
at. It's only-the others are so much ri
sher, you know-fresher and brighter, .,
d-they might make on happier than IN
IAN. You're quite sure7 You really ol
mt me Then Pll do my best. Why,
ephen, how happy you lookw tn
Happy! should think so, when I've .,
everything I ever wanted in my life" a.
ed Stephen, tr