Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1878-12-28
BRiNDED.
The story of a sre.her's Revenge.
Isarah K. Bolton II the wornan's Journal.

thousand times In her childhood: had qazchaI
tue tide creep laziiy In and out on q summers
day. or wild and ten1CSiGJUS- dash ships with
Their precious lives upon the rocks.
The ocean was Ike lover. It could be all
things
VIII II be very cold for the babv-rny baby
his baby? viii he mind IL much " The bids
sang Sweetly, and the baby coed. and the mild
spring air brought up the breath OF the vlo!ets
For moment she faltered. II life were only
bIftis ana blossoms but il was not, and. with
last kiss on her baby. and 2 deatn-liEa grasp, a
leap q struggle, and all was over.
Grace Reeverly was missing. but the ocean
told no tales.
The little Atlantic village was stirred from
center TO circumference. lovely girl. cOnt1d-
ing in nature and pure Is the snow. she had been
the pet and pride OF the t0Ynsfols Her voice
was cearest in the choir % the little church: her
hand was gcntiest on the head 81 the poorest
and toughest child, AMI the village schoOlmaSter
thought she repaid his teachings a thousand
fold by her intelligence.
There had come a young physician OF goo1
family 10 tie town, q young man OF manly
ThySique and agreeable manners. Aciua!nlance
grew into love, and the good people boxed on
with Joy, that prOyidentIaiIy their loved one had
found one worthy OF her. lie had been trained
In city WAYS. Either woman was not q sacred
thing IN Lin. or. matching her artleSsnesS with
his art. he judged wrongly when he tested her
virtue by her self forgetting love. Perhaps it
was not true as BuffOl SlyS, THAT every per
son has his price, All my not fall un Ter the
str INCEST temptation, but most err because they
bllHd!y trust leader who leads over 4 preC-
more tnln they have. Girls must know that
life Is fun Of qutckS3EdS, and BOYS. that yIraue
Is OF God, and the destroyer OF il, if not always
punished here, VIII meet deserved he'll here
after.
Missing! The whole town knew the story;
how he had deserted her, Claiming hat a won IN
VINO could be Won was unworthy of him; how
the day for the bridal came aud went. how
Grace and her aged mother went ana paved
how. when the baby came, she hid It's dlTiinI
lace against her breast. 50 that NOBODY ever
looked upon IL save The mother. Tor beautiful
Ih0agE lt was, 1t lad his face; how the spring
Illl came, and the fresh May mornings, bIt no
color came TO whitCned cheeks. but q s.rau =
uhtsuil OTlilducy into her eyes, and then t-iss
OlG mother was alone.
EEcT} puuy was questioned htlt D0b)1- ll5
seen LFr- The aged woman CTt3c down 70 the
ocean Gay by daE, but the tide came IN BRING
Ing only sea-veed AM empty shells. One morn
Ia, lar up The beach, Iafiy hilie1 FROM sun
AMI storm, under q III Of trees. some b1rS at
pa found the missing ones. Her enid WAS
he'd fast in her arms. The Se1-veal was grOl74
IN and OUt as though To bind the hands sill
c.osS7. lest the weakness OF death unlock them
and let 50 her treasure.
me town had a common sorrow At the
burial. the lttic church WAS crowded. All the
way TO the graveyard that lay Just above the
sea where the waves SANG Constantly 70 the
SltepeTS, there was an uIbrGlPn procession
From that day, no WCmln ever sp9Sp 10 the
young phy sician. He walked the streets uln0-
tced. lie carried himself less proudly. Cir
cIiIastanceS would compel him to seek another
nome. strange that III q country town 2
woman was so highly priced, he Thought The
world was not all thus
The aged mother soon lay beside Grace and
her baby.
The good Ship Bctsev heaves in sight. The
news went like wildiire through the town The
Nh6ier OF Capt. RptI erly (tSFacpS only brother,
had been on a t6n-yeaT'S cruise. The crew were
wild with JOY. swung their handkercniafS lon-
before they got into port, hardly waiting for the
plank, and fairly embracing every person who
came within tneirre3ch. The peopie Whispered
among themselves. Who could tel the captain
what those ten wears had brought: Nobody.
After few hurried directions. the bluff and
generOuS-teaFted captain started eagerly to-
ward the dear, Old home. The old LADY in the
next house had stolen over unlocked The DIOR
and gone back again. How light his step yTasaS
ne went over the Threshold. How natural
everything looked
Mother! Gracie."
No answer.
Not a very warm welcome to a homeless feI-
low ten years away" he said. The old lady
Your mothers gone CAPTAIN. IhoDpd vou-d
heerd ont afore you got here. Wonderful good
woman! Such clean house. and so good 20
me! She was alluS aSkin' Inc to a cup o. tea
Never had nothin 50 to my heart so since my
John died,"
land where's Grarie?"
She and her baby'S lyin' aside her," and
Ihen between her sobS, the kind OLD WON n told
the pitiful story
George Reeverly's eyes grew very black and
his lips very white. He went straightway TO the
new graves, and. with curses in his heart. he
Wept like child. And that man had b1en the
cause! There was much talk in the villa &c, bu-
lEe captain Kept his own thoughts
The Betsey was read much sooner than usual
Tor the next trip. The captain never seemed 50
anxious 10 be away from taa town. Some lurn-
Der was laid in, with extra quantities OF corn
potatoes and ungTOund -four, but why the men
could not divine. The night for starting came
I ;,he was knock at the door of the young ply
S1clan, who was Just preparing 70 leave the vii
iage. " You are to go on Journey" said the
want em.
The young man struggled, but sailors arms
were too strong, and he was hurried on to the
ship. From that time on. no one spoke to him
save once, when a sailor was commanded to
pTlhl IN 10 ia Ink, across his forehead, SO that
the world might read. This man robs woman
hood" and, on either hand, that 1t might be for
ever in his sight, the word :" Grace"
That was an Undesirable Journey Going
away from kindred, he knew not WHITTIER; bat
ne had sent another On longer journey. The
what was their plan for him? How could he
ever appear before the world, branded as he
was? Would they bury him in the ocean, where
no law could reach them because the world
would say his penalty was just? What would
lie amount 10 II he Nved? Where would # be
sleht? He slept and ate little. Lines we're
growing along his brow and about his eyes
After weeks CT anguish an island came In
sight. Thither the ship turned her course and
S - II was deS0!2te place, with no sign
VI hapltallon Tor man or beast Rock bound
INC ocean washed up with the sane sound it
uSeq 10 nave against the cliff, where Grace and
he had so often sat, and from whence she want
10 her death, There was a solitary clnmn of
trees, just like the spot where they found ner
body. Must everything remind him OF her?
Inc lumber was taken ont. Then Gu!cz
nandS fashioned rude shelter. SufIic.ent fool
Was placed in the hut, and seed for planting
Iheii. as the BetSey made ready 70. starring
Ihe captain said. in a cOid hard way, .'ThlSiS
10 De your home! Remember
Gfeat God! MOI gaSped the yolng man
Kill me. DO ahyt thing rather than this death
Dy inches shall go Wild. "
Another went Wild for you > and the Betsey
moved out from her barren nnoorIn,.s. and there
was only the far of SKY. the limitless ocean and
HE deSolate waste wherein he stood
should he Kill himself? 4 man who rOb5 an
Cther OF life usually has not the COURAGE to rob
himself We are creatures or necessity We
accept what we must, With falteTing stems he
walked around his prison. There was not one
thlng 10 love- not a flower. or bird only the
monotone OF the sea that had no kilship with
joy.
Tired, broken, an Old man in a day he flung
nnSeH down In his hut to sleep Nature is
klnd, even. TO her enemies, and he slept He
QreaMed that he and Grace sat again on the
neadand, and she talked, in her purity and
trust, OF Ter confidence In him. her belief that
Nc could DO no WTODy: OF their peaceful and
pressed future, and OF the Joy her brother would
Ieel When he came home. for he so reyerenced
hOoIe man. How pretty their home should be-
Gown where they could hear the waters as they