National Republican., 1877-02-25
THE TURN OF THE TIDE.
4 STORY or ENGLISH LIFE.

Aou Wh po true 70 me, margaret may
frust you ."
"of course will, Walter. How can yon doubt
W was the reproachful reply, followed by q
purst Of tears.
Tho speakers were young and handsome man,
n graceful and beautiful girl. The arch Of over.
tlangins rocks under which they stood surrounded
hnd sheltered them like n canopy, and tho waves
sentiy Ripping along the shore, almost touched
4 heir feet.
'.see, margaret; tho tide has turned y, he ex.
iaimed, attempting to console her. "May It not
70 q happy omen Of tho future-tho glorious fu.
ure, when shall return renowned artist, with
Vealth and fame TO lay at the feet Of my promised
,ridef Ahl darling" he continued, "can you
wonder that sometimes trcmble lest. during my
bsenco should losemy peerless Hower9 Prom.
me once again that you will never be tempted
Q forget me for another"
You may trust me, Walter-indeedy you may"
IFas the fearful reply. 1 WILL piH be true"
THAT'S my own Maggie. Now shall leave
Eng land with light heart and when become
pmous, my darling's beautiful face will be the
frst irophy 1 shall challenge tho world to ad.
At these words flush Of gratfiicd vanity Grim
oned the fair features.
hope II Will not be long, Walter, before you
rc rich and famous then We shall have a London
'eS sG 70 the Ssys sns to she
pat. Oh how wish tho two years Of your ab-
ncs were over 1t will be 80 dull here after you
" Look hopefully forward, my darling. with
lour image before mo night and day, shall strive
pdW Sy ", se her brightest upon
flowing late, and Tomorrow l start. ono last
li.s, and then goodbye"
Iered words. aud Walter Neville had torn him.
PA away from the girl he 50 madly loved.
Hoon, ha, was sd 70 MN thas her parting w9rdswere
pr'cteI rather TO the wealth and position that In
ls buoynnt nope he promised her, than to the
rosNect oi q lie shared with one who SO fondly
For years he had bowed before an idol, had on.
ppc tbs tnS otiant m h pssn With every grace and
parable from noble womanhood,
On tho morrow, n he stood on the deck Of the
stance, 1t was with dlficuity that he could re.
rain the wild longing that seized him. to return
n hsl SGSR.r' that precious
TSso HSory year, ear have passed away; the scene is
ondon on dark, dreary evening In spring, fog.
and damp, cold and cherries; q depressing
M s.sp sqng oyer r, ,evsry,hins, growing thicker and
Che uninvitlng state Of the atmosphere, how.
er, mattered little to the denizens Of the splen.
mansions In Belgravia, which abode OF the
palthy was already showing signs OF ufo, al.
ough the season was yet In It's youth.
at The porioo hSndsome @ carraKs sHsi Sa. ssl
carpet from the brilliantly hail hall to tS, tSa
The warmth and brightness that shonc forth
smed 70 attract tho attention of u passcr.by-a
anS npa Maiss ID Looking for
whom these preparations were being made.
lust at that moment was heard through the fog
Prds, simple and common enough, evidently
So rang out the rorsD Y fUr PSnn,S PtS. iuyS
Tnh q visible start, he ga.ed for momen. In
III now his patience is rewarded. The heavy In.
doors or are Snes more aqng open, and perfect
Fhe young man involuntarily started forward
the exclamation .Margaretw upon his lips.
Et9n,ly recovering himself he greedlly drank
Ee $50 near and yet so mr." clad in richest
Ies OF shimmering white, the satin folds Of her
Tsue sain apoe oeas Sr wsn eSsty lace os
glltteIing amid her coils Of raven hair
Walter Neville behoid his once e-bstrothed bride.
bee with which she wrapped her gold. en-.
idered shawl around her delicate shoulders
carer and nearer % came the street.singer, and
he words evidently arrested the iady's atton.
lined to illumine tho beautiful face Now ap.
rSd be behind T,i,.n, her little elderly man who fol;
q the order as they drove oil;
own 70 the very depths Of despair sinks tho
Fds homo-if home that can be called, Where
Hear face shines forth n welcome, where pov.
reigns supreme and where the only orna-
hble suburb OF London, consists In the evidence
rtistic skin crowded on the walls and easel
Rs sinking down on sho aS sn
ir. gave way to the bltterest reflections, while
haunting song Of the street;singer vibrated
k-thc turn OF the tide!"
Ayi we'll has i turned for her; but how for
at Is lott mo but to die, only death never
e' toll to tho wear weary At heart. False and ickle
east forget all that you have beef, to me NJ y
last worn out With these bitter thoughts, he
Eed himself and lit the lamp.
lainly not there when he LEFT in the morning
b!S And n n ths m writing q the only friend
moreover. were never "skyei,a had Insisted
havlnR the most striking Of Walters pictures
How in his elegantly. appointed studio.
Tttsrto they had met with small success, and
funds Of ,helr ctr owner had reached their lowest
Hope had so long been a stranger to his
Ft that the lines were read and re-rc ID before
fould quite credit the joyful news they con.
10 note, brief though kind, ran thus
pEAl WALTm-You will be pleased to hear
purchaser Is the wealthy Mr.. Bcresiord, and
Ilnay expect a visit from him to view the rest
bur collection to-morrew about three.
| "Sours, STEPHEN LINLEY,u
30 the tide has turned ut last ~ exclaimed the
tt, as ho paced tho room. ~ have still q Ca
L to live for, though love is denied me name
position may yet be mine"
be next morning was spent In arranging his
hl stadio to show OIL the contents to the best
kntege.
Though the few articles Of furniture II con-
bd were OF the poorest and humblest descrip-
yet tho beauty OF the rare paintings and
Iches that testified to the skill of the artist,
lsmtl but choice collection of virtu, delicate
Ilngs and opal-like vases, which, In his Conti-
Ial wandering he had picked up and which,
Iite OF his hand to- hand struggle with poverty,
lad rot the heart to dispose OF, made the hum
Jarrett seem yoritable abode OF the NJ uses.
the hour mentioned Mr.. Berosford, who,
hg his other virtues, owned that of punctu.
appeared at the door OF the studio, his
some equipago drawn up below.
Illowlpg him with iairy.llko footsteps was o
liz and lovely girl, who rather nervously
Iced around her, as II fearful that her presence
hi be consider cd intrusive.
Iy niece, Mabel Grant, Mr.. Neville. never
Eywhere without my little girl, :" he said, pat.
her shoulder as he introduced her. Now
re flsmo TO take you by storm, aud shall not
II until We have examined everything"