Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1878-02-28

three blessed weeks, I petted and
loved like a baby. EN- announced
that her friends were not coming af-
ter all, and that she must go back to
New York, and had become attach
ed TO me, and should take me with
her, in the hope that my friends
might yet discover my missing
brother. julie and Garry begged me
to stay, and dear Mrs. Jocelyn Of
fered mo the shelter Of her heart and
home, as she hoped some good wom-
an would one of her poor girls If
they we're in similar troubles. Then
| felt bad. But of conrse l was firm;
back to Pop and the academy | had
to go.
And then. when / was really GO
ing-going. the next day-Jarvis
walked up and down the house, look
ing white and strange, and finally
Mrs. Jocelyn came to me and said
her son wanted to speak with me-
so, with strange, sinking feeling
at nay heart, l went into their pri-
vate parIor, and Jarvis walked up
to me. Well, then l began 10 feel
miserable ENOUGH. L dreaded what
he might say; when he put back
my hair and asked me to remember
that day when / sat in the depot,
friendless and weeping, and fate
brought him IN, and face to face
with my sorrowing little self.
I've always been kind TO you,
Ellie haven't p he whispered. Aud
why you should be SO bent upon go-
ing with this lady, as great q stran-
ger az any of as, cannot tell. My
mother loves you, Ellie, my sisters
love you aud yet you want to leave.
And |, dear Ellie, love you best of
all. and | want you to remaiu, and
be my little wife and the Joy of the
house. Your brother shall be found,
if he is on the face of the earth, and
If he is in adversely you shall help
him. We will al be together-the
happicst family in. the world I'm
not rich man, Ellie, but this is
growing place, | shall prosper with
it, and to fulfill every wish Of your
heart shall be the aim of NINE
And then be stopped over me and
gathered me like child in his arms.
Oh, Georgine, if ever was utter
~ wretched, it was then. l wanted
to confess all, but dared not. l on
ly cried and struggled to free myself
from the close embrace in which |
was held. Then was punished for
all my wickedness, as | felt how
truly l repented the desire for ad-
venture that had led me into all this
difficulty for, dear Georgine, 1 loved
Jarvis Jocelyn Just as we'll as be did
me, and yet with bis loving arms
about me, | knew we were etarnal-
ly separated
Nellie paused and her friend tried
to find some word Of consolation.
But the tears fell thick and fast as
she told the manner of their parting,
and showed the little diamond ring,
his last gift and that when reluct.
antly he was forced to relipquish
her he had sought En- Chauncey, and
begged of her 10 write every week
to call on him for little Ellie's wants
and given her a hundred dollars for
present expenses: conjuring her to
keep his memory green, to try and
win her to love him. and instantly
to let him know of the first ray of
hope.
And so, said Nellle.I came home.
OF course the money was sent d.
rectly back, and all through this
Summer l have dragged with this
weight at my heart. Letter after
letter EN- has received,in New York
and sent to me. And each letter
has added to the love / bore away
with me for that generous, noble fel.
low. A letter received last week,
describing bis grief at my silence,
and praying EN- for one word of en-
couragement, for with or without it
he was coming in search of me, set
US frantic. En- vowed she'd put
Elsie Martins death in the paper.
Nellie broke in Mrs. Reeder,
why didn't you come directly 10 me
with this trouble 2
ooh, Georgine, | was ashamed
But late as it was, this is what / did:
Last Wednesday week l packed to-
gether every rag that Jocelyn had
ever given mel he'd never worn
an artcle--and Went to Uncle Hor-
ace and asked him to give me some
money, until | was of age and had
grandmother's to pay him bought
sweet Mrs. Jocelyn beautiful silver
hued MORE antique, and point set
to wear with it, to each of the girls
/ sent chain and locket with their
monogram in perls on blue enamel
such beauties Seems to me /
could forgive az awful impos.er, who
was sorry and sent me such locket,
all kept was Jarvis little ring. But
to him [ wrote the whole truth
wrote it badly, l know, and cried
over it till couldn't mind my stops
nor keep on the lines, but bad as it
was, it was the truth. And here,
Georgine, is the answer. l don't
dare read it, sent for you. He
probably tells me the things are
coming back to me by express, and
Pm viler than the vile. I'm going
to sit near the window. If he writes
that, don't speak to me, but just lay
the letter down and go and leave me
to die quietly