The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1877-05-17

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sent Fanny upstairs to put on the new
gown and 60 out walking in It.
It was getting late In the afternoon
when Fanny returned from her stroll. i
seemed to her, as she entered the littl,
parlor, that 1t was full of people; he
mother sat by the window, looking nerv
GUS and fearful, yet happy withal; and
by her side was an elderly gentleman
talking earnestly. A little apart from
these two was young man, sitting at tn,
table and turning over the pages of . littl,
volume of poems which had been q gif
from William Parr to his affianced wife
| Both gentlemen rose quickly as Fanny
came in, and the elder introduced him
self at once.
:" am your uncle, Stephen Fenwick
Fanny" he saidy taking her hands
Give me . kiss, my dear. You are likl
the daughter have lost. This is my son
your cousin, Walter.''
The young man came forward, an(
asked II Fanny were willing to max.
| friends with an unknown relative. Hi.
manner was natural, his voice very gen
tie, and Fanny felt at once that he treated
her with as much Difference as if she haG
been peeress instead of apoor little dress
maker. What he thought of her she die
not learn till long afterward; but certain
1t is that the image of sweet, pale girl
in q brown dress, haunted Walter Fen
wick's mind for MANY day.
Your uncle wants us to 60 and live
with him, Fanny" said Mrs. Kennaway
TREMENDOUSLY. He is widower, and has
only housekeeper to take care of him
Shall we go?'
"Will you come and be my child, Fan
ny ?" asked Mr.. Fenwick. She turned
and looked steadfastly at him for q mo.
ment with her eyes full of tears. And
then, slowly and gratefully, she answered
yes.
Only fortnight after Mr.. Fenwick's
visit, the inhabitants of George street ran
to their doors to catch q last glimpse OF
the Kennaways. The two women came
very quietly out If the little house, and
entered the fly that waited for them and
their luggage. Mrs. Marks waved q tear
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 indoors again,
saying that they supposed the rich uncle
was going to make lady of little Fanny.
And how was it meanwhile with Will
lam Parr? His intimacy with those gay
friends, the Derrys. had come to an end
with the summer. Julia got tired of his
attentions and snubbed him; her elders
said to each other that young PARIS fire.
quent visits were becoming quite q nui.
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shoulder. They were heartless set, he
said to himself, feeling abominably i'll.
used. And then it suddenly occurred to
him that he was only getting the very
came measure that he had meted to an.
other.
4" 1t serves rue right for treating Fanny
hundred Julias. And she is such a good,
she'd make it up with me if I went back
to her again."
1t was chilly evening in late autumn
way to George street. A host of old
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
just how She would look; his fancy pic.
tured the glow and brightness that would
welcome him. Thtre was light in hel
him he should find her sitting as usual a,
her sewing.
81 won't make a dozen wretched ex
cuses," thought the young man. "I'l
Just ask her to forgive me, and tell he1
that I could not live without her,
He knocked at the door, and stood wait
ing with throbbing heart for Fanny t.
open it. A few seconds passed away, anG
then he heard the inside latch lifted, ant
stood face to face with tall, hard. featured
woman, in a widows cap.
us Miss Kennaway within?" h,
faltered.
"She doesn't live herep' responded tn
woman shortly.
mot live here" said William. ether
where is she! Can you give me any in
formation:''
II don't know anything about her
I've heard that some people named Kenna
way lived here before I came, but that.
all | can tell you."
William turned away from the doc
like one half stunned. 1t was all 81
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little scene he had been picturing, that h,
could hardly believe in this stern reality
And then as he still stood dreaming OF
the pavement, he bethought him of Mrs
Marks. She had been the Kennaways
familiar friend, and would surely know
something about their change of residence
Alas! Mrs. Marks house was quiet and
dark. The shutters were closed; not (
Iv1n nf 1Sn.lt could 1~n =, =
Williams knock remained unanswered.
"That house is empty" said girl.
voice at his elbow; and looking round hi
under her arm. 1.-The Markses are gone
away to live somewhere in the country, y
she added.
Can you tell me what has become Of
Mrs. Kennaway and her daughter ?" Will
lam asked eagerly.
"They're gone to London. Some ricf
gentleman found out that they were hi.
near relations, and he has taken them Il
live with him."
Without another word William walked
away, hardly knowing what direction hi
was taking. Until that moment he haG
never realized how strong was the tic
that had bound him to little Fanny
He had neglected her-trif1ed with him
self and his best feelings-and we'll nigh
broken her heart; but had he ever really
ceased to love her /! She was gone; she ha6
quietly vanished out of his way, and made
no sign.
Three years passed away. William Par,
had stepped into the place left vacant b,
the death of q senior clerk; his SALARY
had been raised, and he had moved int
better lodgings. Perhaps if he hat
sought to renew his intimacy with tn,
Derrys, he might not have been repulsed
but he was now . sadder and a wisel
man. The sense of loss had never en-
tirely left him; nor had he as yet found
anyone who could be what Fanny hat
been. No tidings Of her had ever come
to her old lover; in the days of their inter
course she had been silent about her I'm.
Gle Fenwick. and William had not ever
heard his name.
One day it happened that William Par
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