The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1878-08-14

heart from me. suspected this.
Perhaps my suspicion had a coloring
of jealousy, but GOODNESS had
sprung up between HIM and me, who
had formerly been good friends and as
was the lover and had the hotter temper, /
could not reply to some sarcastic hits he
would give me, except in q way that dis
played my anger, and which was therefore
devoid to wit. On one or two occasions
must have made great fool OF myself, and
Helen was troubled that should show so
much feeling over what she declared to be a
harmless matter. But 1 told her harshly
that was ill-pleased with the existing state
of affairs, and that ! wished her to tell Mr.
Leigh that his attentions were offensive. No
girl of spirit would quietly permit such Ian
guage, even from a lover and we then and
there had our first quarrel, during which
Mr.. Leigh was announced. He entered the
parlor and was received by Helen with more
warmth than usual, and by me with a cool
ness which / meant to be crushing, but
which, | have no doubt, pleased him
greatly.
HE asked her to go to the Drury Lane
theater with him that evening, and she
gracefully declined on the plea of an engage
ment there with me. But 1 told her in an
undertOne, while he was looking at her
album, that absolved her from that engage
ment; and added, half afraid to speak the
cruel words, from any other which is dis
agreeable to you
THE words had not left my mouth before
could have torn my very tongue out for
having given them utterance"
VERY well, sir, said she, in voice trem-
bling with grief and anger, 'all engagements
between us are disagreeable to me. They
are now cancelled. MIR, Leigh" she said,
turning to him, II have reconsidered your
invitation, and accept it,"
"Oh, thank you," said he, taking seat at
her side. "Why, Mr.. Eltonhesd," he asked,
rather exultingly, as / arose; mot going.
hope" Bus made no reply, and slammed
the door like a schoolboy that needed
whipping.
II went to Drury Lane that evening, and
never removed my eyes from Helen from
the time the curtain rose until it fell. Mr..
Leigh was more assiduous than ever in his
attention to her; but could easily see that
her thoughts were neither with him nor with
the play.
Upon arriving at our hotel / wrote her
note. was still angry, though more at my
self than at her. l thought that if had
acted indifferently toward her she would
ask reconciliation, so 1 told her In my let
ter that was resolved to return to America
al once; that l had been stability treated,
and that, as she had probably purchased
rank at the expense of an honest heart, 1
hoped that she would long live to enjoy it.
then started for Liverpool and embarked
luz view Il OIh JUST OclOIt 5dllllk q ltbItT
was handed to me. 7 opened it and found
that Helen had returned my cruel note, with
these words written in pencil: Mr.. Leigh
this morning proposed for my hand. / ac-
cepted him. II. t.
Uncle Phil again made use of his handker
chief. So did we of ours.
'My dears, was determined not to make
the first advances. 1 came to New York.
and three days afterwards received letter
from. Helens / have it VET
He took a package which was carefully tied
with faded ribbon from his huge pocket
book. Unwrapping this he disclosed an en-
veiope much worn and djscoaored, and drew
therefrom torn and yellow sheet of paper.
As his eyes recognized the loving hand, the
dear old man burst into such an agony of
tears as / have never seen equaled. His
frame shook and he groaned in bitterness of
soul as IL his heart was breaking. 1t seemed
long time before be mastered his emotion.
Then he read the letter with a trembling
and broken voice:
LONDON, L. c., Oct. Is, lS-.
DEAR PHIL will forgive you your cruel
treatment OF me If you viii return and be
good boy. Your own HELEN.
/ was still wicked, and 1 wrote formal
letter in reply, stating that business pre-
vented another trip just now. signed the
letter with cold: Yours respectfully, PHI.
Eltonhead.' One month after mailing it
my dears, only one month, just when be-
gan to grow sick for sight of her, / received
a copy of the Times newspaper containing
marked notice of the marriage of my poor,
deserted girl to Charles Leigh. From that
day to this have been but the grave of my
wretched hopes. But away down in the
deep chaos of my soul is enshrined the image
of her whose heart broke For she died in
one year from the date of her marriage, and
the last words of my angel were of forgive
ness for the misery had wrought"
'And now. my darling" said Uncle Phil,
as he wiped his eyes, you have heard my
secret. Beware of jealousy, for that is its
lesson. And Henry" he said to me- 'if the
vision in white encourages your suit, as
certain whether her heart is right or not.
If it is do not seek to control her actions, but
leave her to the guardianship of her own
conscience. For If you NEEDLE in affairs OF
hers which do not concern you, future
generation may find you in the midst OF
them sad and lonely old man, relating a
history as mournful as that of your Uncle
Phil"
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