Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1877-11-29

1 manned m ms OWL places 0Olng MS
work, and meeting the gossip, the
rumors, the wondering locke, the
skilful inquiriessofl his friends and
acquaintancee, as best he miglt--in
silence. efE'. .adi OF iasmui.tyG.
:. The araafriage' WAS broken off,
that WIS certain. And tho usual
s.nine days wonder" extended itself
over three times that space of time
Yet, from Mrs. Starr or Mr. Strong.
not one single word Of sexpiahatioD
ever came to set the public mind
at rest. And SO, after some weeks,
1.-THE Enmors, died awaJ, and. the law
yer was leftl in peacc-if peace,
indeed, was with him. -.
'lim*lg = -. - =
! :srThree years afterwards, in the
dusk, ,ef winters evening, a stately
female robed in velvet and costly
furs, glided mp the graveled walk
that led to the lawyers door.
1t was Mrs. Starr.
4 Her pride had yielded to her
4 love at last! She had returned
{ that very day to her own home, and
without asking single question ct
the servants, who welcomed her,
with a sort Of wondering pity in their
looks, which at the time she did
not notice, she waited only for the
friendly twilight to screen her from
observation, before she songht her
lover to tell him, that the cstranSe'
ment of years was at an end, that
love had conquered, that she was
true and fond and-he Forgiven.
lie was proud and naughty, and
violent tempered man. Be it so!
She loved him, faults and all! She
could not live without him J.! Let
her yield if one of the two must
yield Let his yoke be on her
proud neck, so only that his loving
arm were round her, his faithful
heart her refuge and her home.
/ The house looked strangely dark
and still. The blinds were closely
drawn a: tho front windows. Al
: the side ucxt the street the shutters
5 we're closed. The ringing of tho
: door bell reused a host of echoes
within the darkened hall. Ano
presently a sadeyisaged middleiaged
housekecper presented herself
candle IN hand, and nearly dropped
. the light when she saw the pale
: and agitated face of the visitor.
"Mrs. Starr p. she gasped.
"Hush'!'' said the lady; and en-
!, tering she closed. the door. "Say
nothing. Where is he -
'sIn there !" said the housekcepel
slowly, as she pointed to the ciosee
, doors of the parlor.
; 81 must see him."
cYou had better rot; indeed
2 ma'am you had better not ~ sale
the housckeeper, who seemed
strangely moved and agitatcd.
8 81 must [ will Why do yor
t speak like that 2 Ia he alone 90
ayes, ma'am. But l have only
Just left the room
"Then stay out a few minutes
more. No one must be there wher
we two meet"
! She turned to open the door.
sTake the light" said the house
keeper. "Oh, dear, dear, that eve
!, | should live to see this day ~
Mrs. Starr softly opened tho
|, door. Il
, No voice welcomed her. NJ
! stately form rose to meet her.
Nothing broke. the solemn silence
, which was like that of the tomb.
, What did it mean Why hae
: that woman wept when she entered
: here !! where was he.
S She held the light on high, ane
: looked about the room.
8 A portrait in a gilded frame
9 hung up upon the wall beneath tn
i windows.
9 Beneath the portrait--what A
J rosewood coffin, studded with sill
, yer, with silver nails, with garland
of exotic flowers strewed upon it
: darkly polished surface, and wit
, its ,silver'plated lid turned down.
Within that coffin the face of th
portrait, with the life and light an
: bloom gone out forever.
Pale, cold and silent, but beauti
q ful as a statute he lay before her.
4 Long, long she looked upon him
: forgetful and unheeding of he
g presence for the first time sine
s they had met and loved.
}, The housokeeper, growing fright
b cned at the strange silence, opene'
the door at last.
y The n1ourner turned and mad
It one step toward her.
o "When--when 60 che gasped.-
d ssOh, God - and throwing mp he
IS arms with wild cry of passionat
d despair, she fell senseless at til
% woman's feet.
n a.
g The lawyers funeral issued frol
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