The Canton advocate. [volume] (Canton, D.T. [S.D.]) 1877-1897, 1878-04-09


had only six or seven days to stay, when
he determined to have one more ride with
his wife. She could not refuse him, but
she had some misgivings about their re-
turn home the same day 1t was two
o'clock when they started, and sunset
found them ten miles from Claysville.
There was storm gathering in the west,
and as night came on thick darkness fell.
To ride farther was impossible, and they
stopped at a village hotel. The next
morning they returned home, and Lillian
was severely criticised by her mother for
her imprudence in remaining away with
Henry. Oh, how she longed to confess
her relation to him, but she had not the
courage, and bore it quietly. Henry
came in the evening, and it was late be-
fore he rose to go; but Mrs. Sharpwell
remained in the parlor, and finally in
timated that she wished to close the
house.
"Well, mother" he said, won't you
let me stay? Lillian and l were storm
stayed last night, and it is raining
again!"
He sometimes addressed her in this
familiar manner, and she only smiled;
but this. evening she replied, rather
sternly:
"You are taking undue familiarity
with my name; and as for Lillian, she
must not repeat such a breach of NOR
ais"
With perfect self-possession he arose,
babe them good evening, and left the
house. Three days he remained away,
and then he called and invited his wife
to take a walk in the cemetery. 1t was
nearly sunset, and a mile from town,
when Henry insisted on resting under a
large oak; the woods were all around ;
only foot-path led to the spot where so
many lovers had pledged their troth.
Here they sat till the sun went down
and the shadows deepened into twilight.
Three times Lillian had tried to rise,
but as many times was detained by a
strong arm.
"Why are you so timid, so fearful of
being alone with me-" he asked, ten
derby, His eyes were looking into hers,
his arm about her waist.
ooh, Henry, it is because we are more
than lovers, yet'only lovers in the eyes
of the world. 1t would not be prudent
for us to be seen here at this hour"
"Well, Lillian, in three more days we
part; will you, for fear of public opin,
ion, refuse me the pleasure of your com.
pany one hour longer!"
"No, Henry; but we will go home,
and you can stay till eleven o'clock, il
you choose"
"And sit with your mother all the
evening? You fear society more than
you love me"
"Hsw can you say that, when you
know how necessary you are to my hap
piness!"
Poor Lillian! Her arms twined about
his neck, her lips met his in prolonged
kisses, and darkness fell around them be
fore they remembered to 60 home. i
was nine o'clock, when they reached
home, and parting at the door, Henry
passed on, and Lillian went Immediately
to her room.
Hattie had arranged for a small party
the last evening of his stay, and at eight
o'clock select company was assembled
Lillian, dressed in simple white, with
her raven curls falling about her fail
neck, moved with easy grace among the
guests. Henry was everywhere, laughing
joking, and setting every one at ease
But in his happiest mood he never forgot
the one star Of his destiny. Many times
he found himself near her, and as otter
found opportunity to show his unwav
ering love in language none but she could
read.
1t was over at last, and before twelve
all were gone except Henry. Out of re-
gard for Lillian, Mrs. Sharpwell anc
Hattie both went to their rooms after
bidding him good-by, thinking they
would like few moments alone before
parting for six months.
Two-three o'clock, and still he lin
gered; and the cast was becoming rec
with the dawn when he gave the farewell
kiss and was gone.
Lillian felt guilty and ashamed of the
part she was playing. Only Hattie
knew, and when they were alone SHE
would lay her head in her sisters lay
and weep. At first Hattie supposed i
was because she was lonesome; but grad
ually the truth dawned upon her tina
long before Henry's return the tongue O.
SANDER would be busy with her darling
sister'sname. Carefully she studied ovel
what course was the wisest, and finally
persuaded Lillian to have her marriage
published.
With this intention, Lillian went tt
get her marriage certificate and show il
to her mother; but when she looked fo1
it in her trunk it was not there. A great
fear came over her as she remembered
that for safe keeping she had removed ii
from her trunk, folded it carefully, and
laid it in an old ambrotype case between
the picture and the cover, and fitted the
picture back SO nicely chat no one could
guess there was anything behind it. The
picture was one of herself, taken when
She was fifteen, and she had long since
transferred it from the parlor to her
room. After placing the certificate in it
she left it upon the table, and here it re.
NAMED until the afternoon of the day
OF Henry's departure, when Hattie,
thinking to tease her sister, slyly placed
it on the parlor table among some other
pictures. No one, however, seemed to
notice it, and she forgot all about it.
During the evening, young man stood
a few seconds looking at the picture, and
when no one was noticing, he carried one
away, intending some time to use it, for
his own purpose.
Maberry Hoyt, though he had often
forced his attention upon Lillian, had
never been encouraged by her. His
character was immoral. She despised
him in her heart, but he was wealthy,
handsome, and courted by many ladies
in the best society in Claysville. This
gave bin access to good society. He
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