The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1877-09-22
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same post contained these words, and
| these only :
" | can never see her again. While
she lives am an e2ile from my home.
| leave her to your care. BE kind to
her, for perhaps she is the creature of
untnward circumstances. / will remit
all necessary funds regularly. Yours
truly, tP. IT,
Miss Phemy sat staring at the fire,
with the letter in her hand. The mis-
chief was all done it was too late to
repair her own handiwork. She lad
parted man and wife she had made
them both wretched for, in her heart
of hearts, she believed that Marian
loved Paul Thorpe as truly as if he had
been gay young man of three-and-
twenty, instead of tlree-and ftty.
dare not tell the truth, she
thought. dare not confess that l
myself took the signature way from
the letter, and that it was written 10y
that ne'er- do well brother of hers, out
in Australia, that she never speaks Of +,
because, poor fellow, he forged check
once, and had to tlee the country. But
| dare say it will all come right after a
while aud Marian ought TO suffer
something TO pay her for laughing at
me once.
But even the callOus heart Of Miss
Phemy reapproached her for her craft,
when she saw the roses fading away
from poor Marian's cheeks, the elasti
city 1esprting her light, graceful figure,
as day Gy day crept. by, aud no word
or message came from the absent hus-
band.
IF only knew what IL was l had
done sighed poor Marian.
But one day Miss Clarissa came home
from the Charity School, pale, languid,
and heavy.eyed, and within a day or
two the disease declared itself definite
ly@snall pOX of the most virulent type'
Servants fed from the house, leigh
borS discovered that she needed change
Of air, flirnds and acguaintaUces con-
tented themselves by sending cards OF
inquiry through the post, and even a
professional nurse could not be obtain
ed.
" Tn sure / don't know what we are
to do, said DR. Maynard, when it was
discovered that Miss Euphemia, too,
was stricken down by the baneful dis,
ease.
4 will take care of them, Doctor
said Marian, simply. " have had the
disease, and don't fear it,
Young lady said the old physician,
you are undertaking great care
They are my husbands sisters,
l. /,
him now
The doctor thought it was a singular
speech, but he could not stop to anna
ly2e words just then and su Marian
took her place by the pillows of the two
sick women.
And through long days and nights of
anguish and deIirium she remained con-
slant to her charge until the balance
turned and they recovered.
YOu would both of you have been
in your graves, under six feet of earth,
if it hadn't been for this girl % said
blunt DR.. Maynard. She has nursed
you as tenderly and faithfully as if you
were babies in her arms. Under Pro
violence you owe your lives to her /"
Miss ClarisSa silently leaned forward
to kiss Marian's blanched cOuntenance;
Euphemia only drew sort of short,
quick sob, and asked for her writing
desk.
i would not try to write just yet. ;
said Marian, gently.
Only one letter, | must, said Miss
Phemy, and Marian let her have her
way, so she wrote thus.
DEAR BROTHER have deceived
you about Marian, though | swear be.
fore Heavens tribunal didn't know
at the time how much mischief | was
working. She is as pure and as good
as an angel, and through doing good 70
those tnat despitefully used her, She has
wrought out her own salvation. en-
close the signature | myself tore off
that fatal letter which has estranged
| you hOth-the signature of Alarian's
own brother, Guy Russell, Do not re-
praach me, have suffered enough
already tor my crime. Yours repent
au;ly, " tUPHEMIA THORPE"
Directed to tie care OF his lawyer, the
letter reached Paul Thorpe at Glasgow,
whittier he had just arrived from Cana.
da, and thCee days aflerward he stood
upon his own threshold. Marian her.
self Chancrd to open the door for him.
Paul Oh, Paul My hasbaud,' she
cried out, wildly.
Ny Marian = was all that be an.
sWeTpd.
AID then the reconciliation was com.
. plrte,
Neither OF them ever spoke a word of
reproacn TO poor Miss Phrmy,
1t is enough that we are happy once
more, SAID Manan simply.
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