The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1878-08-07

t that had existed between them.
was too cruel, to hard for her /
t bear. And at that instant Mr.. Be
. tie Forrest passed the house, and i
a second the window was up, an
I Addie was speaking to him.
sMr. Forrest, stop one moment
We have just heard the stranges
news. Is it really true you ar,
going away ?''
He assured her it was so.
you surely did not think o
leaving town without saying good
bye to US, did you? We may ex
pect you to give us moment, al
least, Mr.. Forrest
Her low, sweet voice was thrilling
him with its old power; her pitiful,
dusky eyes were looking in his own
with such pleading in them and he
thought what an arrant fiirt this girl
was to try to draw him in her tolls
again. So he steeled his heart as
well as he answered her.
'tIf you wish it, I will call to 7ex-
change farewells. Miss Westbrook."
And Addie closed the window,
wondering if nothing would ever
turn his heart towards her again.
All those five intervening days
she waited, and watched, aud listen.
ed for the sound of his voice in the
hall, but he did not come, although
twice he passed the house. and Adj
die began to harden against him for
his marked discourtesy, so that when
an hour before his departure, he call
ed, on his way to the terminus, she
was in state of indifference that
equalled his own cool courtesy.
''You think Of remaining perman~
emily, Mr.. Forrest, of course? Papa |
says the position is good, and will
be fine opening for you. You will
be foolish to return to this humdrum.
little town."
She was bright and sparkling, but
with the cold brilliancy of an icicle
when the sun shines ON it.
Il certainly would be very foolish
to return here, where / have nothing
beyond pleasant associations to at |
tract me. No, am quite sure 1 am
bidding my friends goodbye in
deed"
He gave her his hand as he would
have offered it to an acquaintance of
a days standing, and she laid hers
Imply. chillingly in it.
"Well, then, good bye, Mr.. For
rest. Of course, if ever you make q
lying trip back, you will let us have
4 look at you?"
81 think that even flying trip is
n the far future, Miss Westbrook.
expect to work hard. and nothing
short of positive. special summons
rom the only person I leave here
or whom [ care particularly will
lave the power to bring me-a sum-
mons am sure never to get"
He looked at her one second, but
he was not conscious of it.
"We will hope. for the sake of
7our other friends, for whom you do
Iot particularly care. that you re-
eive such summons
So they parted, two as thoroughly
unhappy people as ever lived-he,
o try and drown his unrest in hard,
mental and physical work, manlike;
he, to greive and love the more,
nd faally to cut the Gordian's
mot.
And the way it was cut was ap-
aren't to BERTHE Forrest the moment
e entered his little. private Office
he morning of st. Valentines Day,
nd found on his desk, among other
orrespendence, a letter addressed
i a handwriting that made his heart
zap to his mouth.
1t was from Addie. Just sach !
'ank, honest letter as a womsn has
perfect right to write TO the man
le known she has injured. 1t was
letter asking him TO forgive her, P
install her as his best, dearest
lend. and, if it suited him, to come
, her.
An hour later, Mr.. Forrest was in
le through express for home, and
Ie midnight bells of that blessed
!. Valentines Day had not yet
lied its death when he stood be.
re the woman he loved. whose love
I'd courage had broken down the
lrriers that would have forever di- =
ded them. to their everlasting err !
II.
"My darlirg always! Ny darling :
rever - aa
He said it as he claped her in his
ger arms, and looked in her eyes.
81 have been so alarmed since I
Mt that letter. Oh. BERTHE, il you A'
Ldn't been glad Tell me, was I 4,
o bold?'' j
And we will not record his an co
,er, since it might bias other peo- 81 e.
e. of whom we ask the same ques- W. ".
IN. But Addie sacredly observes IA