Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1878-09-12

| N" N' giri fancy, worth nothing
stand 10 my way. and see him beggar ir
his Old age? Oh. girl. girl.'
Ana, then fell down at her feet like q
stone. l knew nothing for an hour OF
more; but then, when was better, and
they Ieft me with Jennie. bade her fetch
my hood and cloak and her own aud come
WIN me, and away | went across the
moor In the starlight to where the hall
w'nuows were abiaze with light, and asked
the housekeeper TO let me see the Squire.
| She stared at me for my boldness-ro
wonder-but called him. So ia moment
he stood before me in his evening dress.
win ms cheeks flushed and his eyes bright,
ana led me into little room and seated
me.
Agatha, my love, | hope no mischance
brings YOU here" he began.
But stopped him.
Not your lore Sqnire Turner" said,
IL thank yon for thinking so well OF me,
but even after all that had passed. /"
could say n" more. He took my hand.
have offended you, Agatha?' he
Not you. The oflence-the guilt
On, have been sorely cheated!n and all
l could do was To sob and think he thought
the mad.
AT last strength came to me. | went
back to the first and told him all-how we
had been plightei TO each other, waiting
only Tor better prospects to be wed. aud
now when he honored me by the offer of
ms hand, | angered my grandparents by
owning the truth. and the ring grannie
had stolen from my breast. and the false
message that had been sent my promised
husband from me.
- Al nd fhouph I unul1 ,a,ar roo L,..
Locke again" said /; "stlll. can never
be another mans true love. for arn his
until die"
Then. as | looked, all the rich color
faded out OF the Squire's face. and saw
the sight We seldom see more than once
IN liietime-a strong man In tears.
At last The arose aud came to me.
My little Agatha never loved me-" lac
said "ah, me! The nows Is bad. |
thought she did. This comes OF vanity"
Many a higher and fairer have hearts
to give, | said. Mine was gone ere you
And then. Kiuu a4. - ...ousu
had not Grieved HIM, he gave me his arm
and saw me across the moor. and at the
gate paused and whispered:
BE at rest, Agatha. The Canadian ship
Golden George has not sailed yet"
liked him better than had ever done
before that night when told gIannie that
| would never wed him.
Eh. but he was iit TO be king-tbe
grandest. kindest. best of living men. who
rode away with the break ofthc morrow
and never stopped till he reached Liver
pool and found Evan Locke lust ready TO
set loot upon the Golden George" and
told him tale that made his heart light
aud sent him back to me. But our young
Squire: Heaven bless him.
And who was 1t that sent old grandfather
the deed OF gilt that made the cottage his
own, and who spoke a Kind word To the
gentry for youn. DR.. Locke. that helped
him Into practice: Still no one but squire
Turner, whom we taught our children TO
pray for every night. For We were mar
ried, and In a few years had boys and girls
AT our knees; and when the eldest was nigh
two. the thing | needed TO make me quite
happy happened. and from far away over
the sea. where he had been three good
twelve months, came our Sqlirc, with the
bonnest lady that ever blushed, beside
him, and the Hall had mistress at last
and mistress who loved the Squire a.
loved Evan.
Eh. bot It's an old story. She that re-
membered a girl | saw IN her coitin. with
cred and old. And then they opened the
vault where the Squire had slept ten years
70 put her beside him; and I've n0thin.
left OF Evan, my life and my love, bat his
memory, aud II seems as IL ever hope aud
dream of JOY ever had were put away
under the tombstoues. And even the
Golden George" the great, strong ship
that would have borne my dear from me,
has mouldered away at the bottom OF the
sea somewhere. And think my wedding
ring Is like TO outlast us ALL for have 1t
yet, and shall be ninety tomorrow