The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1878-02-21

WITHIN, ana saw mass OF snowy lace and
embroideries; beautiful as bed of lilies.
The clothing was too dainty and expen-
sive to belong to any one but lady,
and wondered who the owner might
be. : ,.:,..~.
In one corner was a pile of hosiery.
The stockings were not all white-one
pair was Of a cream color, with a silk
embroidery Of buds and vines; and, while
I was carelessly considering how and
where such exquisit ncedlework was done,
the thought flashed across me that had
seen that very pattern of silken rosebuds
on Stepheaic St. Jeans foot.
My hand trembled. l dropped the
book as Pierre came rushing back with
the painting old woman.
eyes, have left the wrong basket.
The other, outside, is yours, sir. Hope
you will excuse me. am getting old
and forgetful."
"Stay," said, breathless1y. "For
whom are the lady's things?"
For the young lady down stairs who
came last week, sir--Miss st. Jean. I'll
take them away directly."-
Embedding the wondering eyes of the
two. l snatched up a handkerchief on
which saw name marked. Yes, it
was "Stepheniev'
grew faint and turned away to hide
my emotion. NY hand shook as I
snatched up my hat and rushed out of
doors.
The sun was setting across the water.
The air had grown COOL and pair of
singing shore birds flew before me as 1
sought favorite seat of mine, retired
among the rocks.
l had not composed my mind, when
there was rustic of silk and soft hand
was laid on my arm.
"Forrestr'
"Stcpheniev'
"You know I am here now, and so
have come to speak to you.
She sat down close beside me, facing
me, her arm across my knee, her clear
blue eyes steadily meeting mine; and,
before she spoke word l took the fair
hand tenderly, feeling that she was to be
restored to me.
"Forrest, had been here a week wish
ing to see you, yet repealed by your de-
termined seclusion. If the old woman
called Aunt Betsey, who frequents this
place, had not told me tonight that &C.
cident had revealed my presence to you,
l should have lost my last remnant OF
courage, and returned home without
speaking to you"
"What have you to say to me now,
stephenie?"
"You overheard me talking, as you
supposed to Captain Langdale, Forrest.
was reading a letter."
"A letter?'
II have startling story to tell Lis
ten. All the spring my cousin Lily 5
malady had seemed strange to me.
could not understand her loss of strength
and color. until l learned, by occupying
the next apartment to her at Branclville,
that she spent her nights in weeping.
While wondered that she should have
secret trouble from me, and perplexed
myself how to gain her confidence, l en-
tered her room one morning, and found
it to be full Of a strange, sickening scent,
while Lilly lay senseless upon the bed
She had taken an opiate powerful enough
to produce death, and upon the table lay
| two letters. One was addressed to me
the other to Captain Langdalc.
Gas soon as had procured assistance
and physicians help had saved her life
read the letter the poor child had ad
dressed to me. Poor Kitten! her hear
was breaking, for she had SGT itupon on.
friend, and she believed that he loved me
am speaking Of Captain Langdale. HI
is handsome, gay, and debonnairc, an6
the poor girl believed him necessary tc
her existence. So she confessed to me
yet her heart seemed to hold no bitter
ness for her supposed rival.
'She had always loved me, she said
aud was more worthy of her nero. Blu
she was SO pitifully miserable, poor littl,
thing! Well, l considered the matte,
carefully. 1t was only an hours rid,
from Captain Langdalc and resolved tt
see him. Lily was sleeping restorative
slumber, and l could 60 to the city ane
return in about three hours. l did SO
When reached the depot sent car
riage for him to come to our house. H
came, and read the letter. Our soldic
has tender heart; he was affected t,
tears. He gave me the letter to read, bid
ding me to read it aloud, AS I did Sc
you entered and heard the words which
misled you."
Her eyes were swimming as they me
mine but after an instant she went on
"Captain Langdale showed deeper ant
more delicate feeling than l had supposed
him capable of.
"'If little lilly thinks such harum
scarum fellows as I am worth dying for
ought to make myself worthy the bless
ing of such love- he said; and added, s
will give myself to Kitten tomorrow, i
she wants me, and I will be a better MAJ
than I ever have been, for her sake.'
$780," said Stephenie, frightening
there Is to be a marriage in early autumn
My Lilly is quite happy in the prospec
of sharing a soldiers life, and--and''-
blushing radiantly, and flashing one beau
teous look into my eyes-"there may b.
a double wedding, if you please, dear!
! tell my wife my happiness was saved
by such a fragile thing as an embroider
ed stocking certainly Cor this world
and believe for the next.
Sankey's Instant Relief.
The Troy Budget makes the revelation
that few years ago, Mr.. Ira D. Sankey wal
peddling liniment that he called "Instan
Relief" He travelled with snowy wagon
and sang songs to his own accompaniment
ON melodeon, thus attracting multitudes
to whom he sold the preparation.
The writer well remembers the travelin,
establishment to which the Budget brief,
refers. The wagon had a broad, high box
was ga.aily covered with red and gold, ant
was drawn by six plumed horses. 500,
after nightfall the spirited team would dasl
into the most frequented square of city O.
village, drawing the vehicle to favorable