Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1878-11-05
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into vivid color on her cheek, mouth sweet.
lovable and firm, and form OF exquisite pro-
portions attired in a closely fitting dress of
maroon silk. Footsteps in the hail, aud
''0h, papa. you have come; you are later
than usual" was the greeting that Mr.. Nor
Ton received as he entered. His carewOrn
face relaxed from its drawn lines the girl
put her arms around his neck and kissed
him They passed into the supper room.
with its bright silver and dainty china.
s'What is the matter, papa p asked che.
noticing that he looked unusually thoughts
full.
He hesi;ated moment, then told her the
story of his dismissal of the young clerk. and
the finale. A look OF intense sympathy
overspread her face.
ooh, papa. how dreadfully he must have
fel, to be so upjus,!y suspected. l saw him
few times lie looked too good snd pohle
to do anything mean. Don't you think you
could ind him 7"
Il an afraid not. dear, bu. am going to
do what can"
And when Veronica laid her head on her
pillow that night the face OF that tail, hands
some youth with fearless blue eyes aud fair,
broad brow. who under the shadow of
suspicion. haunted her dreams
She had never guessed that the vision Of
radiant loyeliness that had Gppssted once or
twice in her fathers Office, in jaunty hat and
velvet, wss indelibly engraved on the mems
try OF Byron Foisyfhe. the high>spiriied.
we'll born as she, and that he cursed tho
poverty that forbade him to try-to win tha
prize he coveted. Mr.. Morton's Inquiries
ior him proved fruiiiess, and the world
wagged on,
The crowds on the thronged sidewalks stopped
and held their breath teams aud turn>suts
tried to clear tho way a runaway horse
came gnlloping up TremOnt street. champ,
log his biz aud foaming. Tho driver, who
was slightly intoxicated, had completely lost
control of him. There no one bravo
enough to attempt the rescue, and the car
riage was in momentary danger of being over
turned, when somo ono leaped from the
crowd, caught at the bride of the excited
animal and clung to him With desperate
grip He was dragged along short dis
taucc, getting terribly bruised and thsn others
came to the rescue and he was taken up in
sensible from the feet of the horse, that
stood painting and steaming, but conquered.
The occupants of the carriage were lady
and gentleman, whose white faces showed
the terrible fright they had experienced.
Bring him here" said the lady's sweet.
silvery voice. as they hesitated what to do
with the man. "We are almost home"
''My God ~ exclaimed Mr. MOrton-fnr
il was he and Vernnca-as they placed him
on the soft cushions alt is Byron FOr-
sythe !"
Tho terrified, lovely face of Veronica Nor
ton, beside her father. in the open carriage.
had saught the eye of Byron FOrsythe, and
in an instant he had flung himself between
her and a terrible danger.
oh" said Veronica, with little cry Of
terror, she, too, recognized tho face
"Have killed him z"
Byron Forsythe was nconscious that tho lit.
tie gloved hand which he would have counted
. happiness to touch, was resting gently up
on the rich mass o: brown hair that clustered
above his fair. open brow.
The best medical aid was summoned, and
he was soon restored to Consciousness. No
primes could have been tcnderoi more caro-
fully than he, lying in n darkeued chamber
whose rich, soft carpet inuffled every sound.
He had skilled nurse. hut Veronica her.
self often soothed his restlessness. la spite
of careful nursing a fever ensued. His wild
rawlings of unjust suspicion and hopeless lovo
chilled the hearts Of his listeners Veronica
prayed that he might live to know that his
innocence bad been proved. and her father.
who had just come up from the borders Of
death, lOnged Tor reason TO return. that no
might atone TO tho sensitive soul for the in
Justice The boon was granted. One Df'sr-
noon he opened his eyes TO see VeroDica's
lovely face bending over him not radiant
and animated, as he had fret IT. but suf-
fused with tender sympathy.
You here? Where an | T? II was your
father who suspected me Of" he suid,
weakly.
.'Cau you forgive me. my boy7 was
hasty. / proved your innocence long ago.
Will you give me your hand Z" said Mr..
Morton. who stood there.
"You almost gave your life for ours" said
Yeronics, 10 a fsIteripg tone, feocbing one
her hand also, which he carried revorently
to his lips
Aud Byron Forsytho. the junior partner
in the firm of Morton & Co.. aud the happy
husband of Veronica, is a firm believer in
the doctine that ..misfortunes are blessings
in Disguise"
A SUDDES DEATH There is something
terrible in tae though: of having our friends