The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1878-04-10
For the Sunday Sentinel.I
THE CHURCH AT GLENVILLE.
BY MRS. sALLIE A. RAMAGE.
CHAPTER VII.

CHAPTER VII.
Matters were worse than Miss Carlyle bad
guessed when she wrote to Mr.. Arnold TO
come to her. Her uncle had died suddenly
and the lawyers were busily engaged looking
after the estate, and there seemed little
prospect that anything would be saved, for
he had been rash and his sDeculations had
not only been failures, but even worse. All
of Margaret's money was in his hands, and
he had used it in attempting 10 retrieve his
broken fortunes. But to no avail; the more
he ventured the more he lost, until seeing
the wreck he had sickened and died. Hugh
had hastsned to The city the instant he had
heard OF his death with a vague fear that the
worst was not yet known. The first person
he met in the house of mourning was Law
renee Vance, VINO seemed in the midst OF
the trouble TO be the only one who retained
any presence of mind. He knew the young
minister, and greeting him cordially led him
to the library, saying, II will tell Miss Mag
gle you have come" Miss Carlyle had
always resented the pet name of Mag.
gle, Hugh remembered, and yet Mr..
was an every day matter. She came
into the room in few moments dressed in
deepest mourning, and with heavy, weary
eyes that bore the imprint of many hours of
weeping. She seemed glad TO be with
him, but there vas none of the tenderness
and trust that most women would have
shown. Rather there seemed a barrier
between them. Hugh remembered Ruth,
and could no. chide her for the loss of a
love ne himself did not feel The funeral
was over: the first awful sense of loneliness
gone, and the business of the estate de-
manded attention. The lawyers stated the
case briefly: Your uncle left nothing;
absolutely nothing, but unpaid bills. There
are few thousands OF your, money safely
invested in your name that have not been
lost. But your aunt is penniless. The little
that as yet was not consumed is so heavily
mortgsged that IL is of no value to her"
Miss Carlyle, Mr.. Arnold and Mr.. Vance
were together in the parlOr when this
decision was gwen. The poor,
aged widow, TOO feeble to hear,
almost to understand, business affairs had
left everything 70 the care of others.
would what have yield enough annually
to provide for aunt?" Miss Carlyle asked
her lawyer. Yes, just about, by using
economy. II Is well invested and will yield
a steady, though small income" "Can
now have it put in her name and safely
arranged so that it can not be taken from
herr" Eyes, Miss Margaret, will do it if
a brtt EaI haff foly ffp,o
to think?'' 'No, thought before 1 spoke;
draw up the necessary papers at once, and
let me sign them. Do we retain this house?"
''It is yours do you wish it included in
your gift to your aunt?" 1T is not a gift
you mistake. 1t is simply in payment of
years of love and devotion. l am young
and can stand this trouble. Aunt Is old and
feeble; it would Kill her, not more to be poor,
but to know how she lost her property"
The lawyer and Mr.. Vance left the room,
and the lovers were left alone. Now, Hugh,
1 am poor; on you / must depend hence
forth. You used to tell me in the old hap
py days that you regretted was rich. Yo1
need regret no longer, for absolutely without
dover you must marry me, if you marry me
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your money, Margaret. never cared for
that. am not a fortune hunter" But,
Hugh, can we live on your salary at Glen
ville?'' What TO say he knew not. 1t was
useless to say they could, because such a
thing was impossible. He was in debt now,
without any prospect Of being free from his
obligations. I'VE can try, Margaret" "But
1 would like something more definite. Do
not call me avaricious. 1 am only pendent.
But have a proposition, to which, il you
will accede, we may be so comfortable and
happy Lawrence Vance Is going into busi-
ness. He wants partner who will furnish
brains, he furnishing the money. He is
rich, but without any discipline or adapta-
bility for such things. You are fitted for
the place. He likes you, is my friend, and
will do much to aid you. We could live here
with aunt, and she would have the care and
attention she needs. VIII you do this?'
and she laid her soft, white hand in
bis broad palm. ''But, Margaret / have
chosen the ministry as my life work. I dare
not give it up. would do anything else
for you, but that / can not" Then our
marriage is indefinitely postponed, and you
do not love me. You, whom / supposed the
soul of honor and devotion would leave me
now in the hour Of my poverty and loneii-
ness. But few months ago you urged me
, TO be your wife new you coolly consider