The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1878-02-05

perfectly. Still. it was great com'
!oyt, for she could understand her
meaning; aud once again mother and
child held sweet communion together.
About year after Geordie's depar-
ture, an English paper came containing
the marriage notice Of q. Duncan Cor
don, with an account Of the festivities
attending the wedding.
Jessica's lips parted in a sad smile,
as she read. Il was right after all.
understanding he is a Gordon. | knew
it conld net be in mans nature to wait
for weary years. Dear Geordie may
he be happy" thus run the thoughts
in her mind. She did not blame him,
aud could put the sweet memory Of his
love away, and to dwell upon him,
was to her as though Of some dear one
at rest beneath the daisies.
1t vas nearly five years after her mo-
Tiers first seizure that another occur
red, and after u few days of uncon-
sciousncss the gentle sufferer was rc-
leased, and Jcs:ica was alone.
Every day during the summer her
Slight figure might have been found, at
the sunsets :, terrifying hour, kn1e,ing
by her mothers grave, over which her
fayorit: flowers had been planted.
II was late in October. One evening,
as she returned to her home from her
loving pilgrimage, she saw Il form COM
ing to meet her. which seemed to have
been copjlrcd from tie past. She could
not mistake the free swinging step
the frank, still Loysh smile, with which
he greeted her.
For moment her iear. throbbed
wildly, then sank in her h-som like
lead, Why had he come to disturb her
placid life?
He put out Lis hand. IL heard Of
your loss. Jc.sica, aud. though far away
at the tine, am here. Have you no
word OF welcome for inc? ioa lave n"
idea how my heart ached FIR you in
Your sorrowl'ul Loneliness.
Jessie gave him cold little hand.
and said mechanically: You are very
kind; but how could YOU l1ave your vile
10 come to sec me "
Gcordc's eyes opened wide. "Wife !!
are YOU dreaming, or am B.? | have no
laly-love but nature since the Girl |
loved refused me- l have been such a
wander that my own land docs not own
me- -
Tic poor lil;le heart that had felt ST.
benumbed and sorrowful was well nigh
bursting with the sudden food Of hap
puess which poured in upon it at
tieordie's words.
H,r face was study in the transfor-
nation which changed i, from tit
model of mourning Nlobe TO Il bright
ucs, ike the moruing.
Geordie understood it, and drawing
the slender arm within his own, they
walked on together. His tone was very
tender as he said:
DO YOU remember what | sad about
Waiting FOR yoa? Al the little unbc-
ieverl' but the clinging firmne,s with
which he imprisoned her arm took
the edge from Lis words. "flow di
you Ct the intcrmalion that was mai
r;ed Didn't l ,ell you = Gordon never
forgot" !"
Il received a paper containing, az |
thought, your wcddiag notice y
80 you mistook my cousin for me !.
and [ sent the paper! What blandcr.
might have thought that you knew
but little Of my relatives; but it never
entered my lead that Grahame and
Gcurdic had the same initials. Well,
it's all right now. Were it not for
those sable robes. | should imagine those
five years to be dream. You haven't
grown day older.
As the bright, tender eyes studied
her face with the expressions remem-
bcred 50 well, and which she had never
thought to meet again, Jesslca $ lips
began to qnivcr. They had by this time
reached the porch of her house; and
Gccrdic drew her within its sacred shell
ter aud kissed away her tears.
My own Jcssicn,' hcsssaid, softly
"Nlay it be my privilege from this time
fo,th 10 sOothe your sorrows and share
Jour JOYS. | shall he like miNer Of
society Of Which | have been deprived
so long. You must make up your mind
10 adopt another shallow.
Yielding to tcr lovers urgent s'ilcl-
ia,ions, Jcssica ccnscnted to be married
to him as Soon as she could complete Il
few simple preparations.
The good OLD pa tor who had bap-
tied her pronounced the wedding ben.
'dic'ion.
Ned l sly that the faithful daughter
30 fulfilled the duties Of her new rcla-
ton that after few years OF welded
iif.. her husband and childIcn rise up
aud cal her bi, ssed?
A Man Without Curiosity