The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1877-01-16

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at her feet and turning on his heel strobe
away.
81 was an idiot to act as ! did; she
looked in trouble, poor little thing! She
has some reason she cannot tell, per-
haps IL II 60 back
And back he started on the edge OF
the thicket which intervened between the
hall and the rectory the sound of voices
arrested him; be turned in the direction
OF the sound, and, clearly recoqnizsblell
in the white moonlight, be saw Janet -
She. was hanging fondly on the arm Of a
tall, bearded man. aud speaking with
fearful sagerness.
Good bye, Ralph. darIing! Don't
forge(s my lastiwords. s::sssssssl q
fwSn't, Janet. = ) !
He clasped her close, kissed her again
and was gone.
ALI the blood in Eugene Hardwicke's
body went shooting to his brain, he
leape6 forward like madman.
"This is why you changed your mind,
is it, he cried, seizing the frightened
girl by the arm. "You wanted to.meet
another lover; bat l won't be trifed
with. No woman shall play fast aud
loose with me. Our engagement had
better end at once
A flash lit up Janet's usually dove-like
eyes; she drew her figure up with dig
nifty.
"You have said quite enough, Mr.
Hardwieke. Our engagement ends from
this minute. Here is your ring, and ]
bid you good evening" ~
The following morning dawned cheer
less and stormy; but despite the bad
weather at an early hour Lillian Hard
wicke drove down to the rectory.
sWhat is it, Janet P she asked enter
ing the little room where Janet sat at
her embroidery "What is the trouble
between you and EugeneP He has gone
off this morning, we don't know where
To India, he says, and forever but il
can't be, What has happened, dear P
"Nothing that l can explain, Miss Lii
liam; Mr.. Hardwicke could not trust me,
that was ALL
And Miss Hardwicke was forced to
return as she came, wholly unsatisfied.
After that the slow years drifted by,
dull and uneventful What fat affair
life is when some cruel blight has swept
away all the bloom and dew sparkle, and
left only the dull bare fields. But Jane,
did not repine. Like the little brown
birds in the hedges, which chirp and fut
ter and keep heart in the midst of the
winter frosts, she was always cheerful
and her willing hands never tired oi
work and work is the great panacea oi
all human ills.
The summer roses bloomed and fell
and winter SHOWS whitened the blue hills
and nothing happened to breakthe quiel
monotony of life at the old reetory.
One autumn night it was cold enough
to have blaze in the chimney. Jane
sat sewing, while her father wrote ou
his sermon for the coming Sabbath ; {
sharp rap resounded through the quie
house.
"Who can it be that raps so loud ant
SO late2 said the rector, laying down hi:
pen and going to the door.
A ll-figure pushed forward.
"Father! .Fatherr
| For an instant the old man hesitated
and then he opened his arms and sobbeC
out:
"My SOM ~
| Janet few to join them p3
| "Oh, Ralph, have you Gomez
j "Fve come, little one, and I've come
oil right this time; could not forge
your parting words; l have never touch
ed a card since; I've tried to do better
and I'm good bit on the right rosd,
hope. But here is an old friend; don
you know him9 Father, Mr.. Hard
wicke. gGls;it!e. aai a ta2aiega 4
| Mr.. Hardwicke entered; .Janet's hear
beat wildly, but she met him with q Sc
rene face and cold brow.
"He knows ALL cried Ralph, imps
tiently, sand he has come for your pal
don. Fate threw US together out ther
in India; he caught the fever and
.nursei him; and one night when he far
cied he was dying he told me the whol
story of his trouble. 90 eg55 2faa s.l
"Forgive me, Janet said Eugene, Il
king her hand. bis handsome eyes tellin
t her that his heart was loyal.
"Oh, there's nothing to forgive, NJ
Hardwicke, she faltered, and in anothe
minute she was sobbing on his bosom.
Later there were full. explanations.
"You cannot tell how it grieyed me
:. give up the ball. she, said, all the pei
r up pain flowing out of her wounds; 'bt
l had nothing to wear; / intended
: buy a nice dress and the loveliest set {
! pink corals. Oh, Mr.. Hardwicke,
J. grieves me to thiuk of them yet bl
d you see l had to let poor Ralph have Il
e money ,..3s 49,
.You are an angel, Janet was the +
P fply, .and / deserve every bit of the pa
$ I've endured; l should never ha'
doubted YOU
e "Never doubt me again, dear she sa
l. softly.
n On the morrow, when Eugene can
, again. bringing his sister with him,
d put pretty jeweled case in Janet
: hand.
x .The silly boy travelled all last mig
d to obtain them janet laughed Lillian,
is Janet said nothing. but her eyes bril-
med over and month later, when I
d happy wedding day came, although n
'e Hardwicke insisted that pearls were t
ID proper ornaments for brides, she insist
.. upon wearing her pink corals-Pet'
sons Magazine.
AWKWARD - Unpleasant accidsr
have happened to many fair one Gin
d the pin. back came into fashion. 3
r the worst misfortune OF all overlook
lady who was being presented to
er Queen at the last drawing-room. Aft
'r executing a most profound and loy
courtesy to Her Majesty, this unluc
u victim to fashion found herself unal
"a to get straight again, and actually b
to be helped into an upright position.
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