Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1877-07-18

me these long, delicious days, have meant
nothing but friendship. knew of your en-
gagement TO Jack almost before knew you.
There can be no excuse for me in YOUR ewes.
| know | must seem dishonorable. cowardly,
but oh, Janet forgive me | shall never
see you any more and | love you, my little
Janet 4"
"What did you say" asked prosaically,
as Janet halted in her story.
What could | say Sylviep was bound
to Jack, and as much as | might want TO,
decency forbade my calling Bertram back
and telling him would gladly throw Jack
over for his sake"
$50 he went away 2"
Yes, he went away. and the rest of the
day is maze to my memory. OF course we
dined at Richmond, and of course we drove
home as we had planned, and it was very
gay and merry partyi but ! can remember
nothing distinctly, save the persistent way
in which one line of his song would go over
in my brain;
a" Auf meinen beichen Mund
Den letzten Kuss"
The next day was the last of our stay in
London; people were in and out all day to
say goodby. For afternoon tea came Lord
Southwell. After little talk / heard him
say to Dora:
A strange fancy this, of Fitzgerald, to 90
of and give the Germans a chance TO pop at
him. What, didn't you know? Oh yes he
left in the tidal train this morning to take
par. charge of French ambulance After
alkEnc's half French, you know, through his
mother; so it's only natural but do hope
none of those beasty Germans will make
target OF him. He's nice old boy is Fitzy.
Well all miss him horTidly"
| didn't scream and didn't faint, Syl-
vie, and | did laugh and talk and say good
by TO them all brightly; but something went
out of my life then that has never come back
TO it since.
We came home, you know, almost imme-
diately without visiting the continent. On
the steamer told Jack all about it, and
asked him to free me from my engagement.
Like the perfect gentleman he is, he did so
kindly and without blaming me, though
know it went hard with him for time.
Now he is all over it, and has the sweetest
wife in all the world, as we know.
Shortly after our arrival home saw in
an Engling Times brief notice of the sad,
Early death of Bertram Fitzgerald, shot
lown by a cowardly German when he was
helping wounded Frenchman.
That is my story Sylvie, without begin
if the middle is all nice'
did not answer her. As she sat in the
quick-coming darkness, could Just see the
faint outline of her face buried in her hands,
while | felt rather than saw the tears that
were falling.
hand was laid on my shoulder, warn
ing finger on my lips. | caught sight of
lIillyer and Jack, and then felt myself being
carried off bodily into the small room back
of the second drawing-room. There were
bright lights here, and standing by the
piano, his hands resting on the keys, beheld
" the very handsomest man have ever seen
in my life."
gave little mute sign of delight, seized
llillyer's hand in mine, and pressing it hard,
laughed and cried together.
Very softly he at the piano touched the
chords; then in such wooing tender voice,
he sang,
We'll es sein Ieid vergisst
We'll du mein eigen hist.
We'll du mich nng druckest
An define Brust,
Auf Wedersehn."
Down the now dark drawing-room, as one
half dreaming came my Janet. She stood,
one moment only, within the dark draperies
at the door, wistful look on her fair, sweet
face; then, " Bertram she cried, and fled
to his open arms, lost to all sense of those
about her in the fullness of her love.
And this is the story of my little Janet.
Her lover was not killed, and he was true to
her. From Lord Southwell he heard of her
broken engagement, and so came over the
sea to seek her, and thus seeking, met Hill
yer and Jack, and they both being young,
and both romantic, made the meeting what
| it was.
My little Janet is very happy in her Eng
lish home. Lord Southwell has stood for her
first boy, who as his godfather remains
unmarried, bids fair in time to become an
heir to wealth and distinction.
Janet has beneath her own and Bertram's
name on her wedding ring the two words so
full of meaning to her, "AUF WIEDERsEHN."
-Hdrper's Monthly.