The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1877-04-27

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with smethyst..
Her hair vas brushed back from
her low, white brow, and fastened
with a bunch If the same great, gold
hearted flowers, she wore at her
throat.
Her husband watched her with pas
siona,e love glowing in his eyes. His
bcautiful wife was more to him than
all else in life.
"My darling" he whispered, "is all
the room, there lie none 90 fair as you.
Oh, my love! how did I come to win
your
A strange smile pa'sed over Cecile's
face.
Are you 50 happy. Victor'' she
said. "snd do you love me 20 well''
IL love you 60 we'll, darling. that
life without you would be worse than
death to mel"
He was 60 handsome then. in his
strong, young manhood, that hi. wife's
heart went out to him, with a wild,
yearning pain. went nut with love
she scarcely knew the depth Of before.
Her face grew strangely pale, and a
look Of intense pain came into her
eyes, and the flowers at her throat
seemed to smother her, with their
faint, sweet perfume.
81 wish to speak to mother. Vic
tor" she said. as Mrs. Davenport
passed them; "you will please excuse
my absence for a moment
Mrs. Davenport was in the corridor
when CeciIe overlook her.
"a wish to speak TO You moment,
mother" she said, drawing her into
the nearest room.
Once in il, Cecile sank on her knees,
"Mother! mother" she sobbed, "car
we not keep the story from them
must my-my father have his re-
venge' Oh. mother. was il wrong
Why did you not tell me Of It before
I became Victor Carrolrs wife-sor !
would sooner have died than wronged
him SOL"
"Cecile," her mother said, looking
down at the weeping girl, ''you hav'
learned to love your husband passion
ately since your marriage. Is it moi
so,"
Cecile raised her passion-stirred face
ut is so," she said. "Oh, mother
love him, and the moment he know
the truth my heart will break"
She had risen from her knees Will
speaking, aud stool with her hand
clasped tightly together.
MY heart is breaking, mother,
she continued. "you cannot drear
how I suffer. Must the truth Ike toll
can it he averted?"
1T cannot I've averted. said voic
At the door. and a tall, stately ma
came forward.
"You told me to he shown up herr
Mildred" he said, bowling fist to Mr.
Davenport, then to Cecile.
The girl turned towards him. IF
ther," was all she said.
"Come, Cecile," he said, and h
face grew white ms q snowdrift, M
all the light seemed to fade from h
beautiful eyes.
She took his arm, however, witho
a word, and with Mrs. Davenport I
the other, he passed along the cor
dor and entered the reception room.
1t was filled with the proudest Al
the weaihiest in the land, and all ey
we're turned on Cecile and her col
panions as they entered.
Victor Carroll sprang forward.
"Cecile!" he cried, frightened
the whiteness Of her face.
Judge Carroll came over, his ey
resting half questioningly on the ia
of Cecile's father.
Judge Carroll" Cecile's Gle
young voice sail, "this is my father
"Your father, Cecilc. ! thought
"Yes, her father" said the ma
, stepping forward. ian old friend
yours, Judge. Do you complete
forget"
A cry broke from Judge Carol
lips.
! "My God" he said, "Reeie Ha
ilfon!"
At your service, sir. Reede ii"
r ilton, convict-fclon--criminal, af)
having served his time
! Without another word, james "a
] roll fell forward on the floor.
They raised him up and laid b
{ on the sofa. wondering was he dead.
Many of them remembered Rec
e Hamilton before his disgrace, a
they looked with anxious faces FRI
70 him to the man whom they felt