River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1877-01-04

mourned you as dead, that l cannot
make this reality" she said, as he
gathered her close in his arms.
at is reality-a glad reality, too,
he said. "My darling, howl have
longed for this hour.'
SIT was almost resurrection,
though" said the other advancing.
'sHaye You been the means" she
asked, leaving Horace to throw her
arms around the neck of the other.
''Dear Uncle Gleason. / thought you
were dead, too, and that was all alone
in the world. But, how did you find
me Since came to New York / have
lost all connection with my former
Zone question at once, if you
please" said her uncle in a mock per-
emptory tone. ST found this boy lying
at death S door in India. You know
went out there to attend to some uufin-
ished business of your father after his
death. You know that he--Horace--
was there before me. Wen, 1t was
proyidential came across him or he
would not have been here tonight.
nrrsed him through it but circum-
stances detained us year longer in
that rascally climate. We were glad
to once more breathe American air.
We hastened to Philadelphia TO look
for yOu-but there, Horace, III be
hanged if / am not doing all the talking.
Tell how we found her."
Horace Marley, who had been stand
ing holding Millicent' s hand in his, and
his eyes bent upon Mr.. Gleason, smiled
in rare way that made his bronzed
face wonderfully attractive. tsss
81 accidentally picked up a paper
containing sketch by una knew
that three years ago you used to write
a little under that signature. Hardly
daring to hope it was not some other, |
went to the publishers of the paperto
find the real name and address. When
they found was seeking friend they
gave it at once. was delighted to
find 1T was yours ia
"Wasn't that strange" said Mill
cent. wonder how many more dis
coveries will be made through that
story of mine? This is the second one
already, and it has only been in print a
fortnight. una is getting to be quite
a popular story writer" she said shyly,
''although you laughed at her first eff
forts" --
sfDiscovery number three" said
Manly. 81 thought as much when IL
read the Story of PERSONAL = 81 8.
81 suppose you, too, will be think
ing you cannot live without each
other" said Mr.. Gleason, who knew
the circumstances. es.Well you deserve
happiness. But you, Milliccnt, will
not be portionless bride. There is a
snug little fortune al your disposal.
Thanks to the effort of your Uncle
Gleason. "t)4 -0,s.F
''And do thank you heartily uncle. 7"
said Millicent, tears standing in her
eyes with the excess of happiness.
Horace Marley, her betrothed lover,
Had returned as one from the dead.
And she was free to receive him. How
Che old love came singing baek-over
/ her being How her pulses bounded
as only he had power to make them.
How glad she felt that.she had no other
tie when he kissed her at a parting,
and whispered: "YOu are all my own,
darling, are you not ?"
In the solitude of her room she
thought of Stuart Lindley. She felt a
pity for him, but still this thought was
uppermest /: How fortunate that he
read the .personalr | little thought
when cut it from the paper of the
double influence it would exert over
my life -