Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1878-01-12

"Put this child into the coupe, an(
drive home" she SAID, abruptly, to the
liveried groom.
The man obeyed, thinking that of al
the mad freaks of his hOnored mistress
this was the maddest.
So, when Virginie awoke from bel
long, still swoon, she found herself in q
quaint, old-fashioned chamber, and moi
alone.
"Where am /, and who are you P" she
asked, family, of the stately woman, who
bent over the couch.
"You are with one who will never for
sake you, my child, even if you had
known sin and shame before l found
you," said the sweet faced woman, held
ing close the quivoTing hands.
Il have never sinned. but / have been
shamed to the soul by the frowns of pov.
erty," answered. Virginie, while the hec-
tic scarlet grew hotter on her cheeks.
I'D calm, dear, and listen to what !
have to tell you. When l first saw you
lying like one dead on those cold granite
steps, l loved you. You looked, Vir-
ginie, as my husband looked when he
lay in his coffin. l found your name
marked on your clothing, 1t was the
name of little girl who was stolen from
me years and years ago. While you have
been lying here i'll / have made happy
discovery? Can you guess what it is ?"
Virginie could not mistake the express
sion of the fond, sweet, handsome face
bent so close to her own.
"You are my MOTHER" she said.
81 am your mother, my darling" an
swered the lady; land hencefOrth for
Oh
more toll nor trouble if / can prevent
it."
And only for the memory OF Hugh
Girard, the girl would have been quite
happy.
est and most aristocratic ladies OF the
city, she was perhaps more admired and
sought for than Virginie Dulnare had
ever been.
And so it happened that one day Sex
tus Weldon came to WOO her.
ut was very cruel of you to refuse me
as you did Why did you break our en-
gagement, Virgie ?" he asked, with mock
sorrow and humility. Il want you for
my wife, DEAR"
And with scorn i'm her eyes, and dis
dain on her lips, the girl rejected his
suit.
The impudence of the fellow is anus
ing" laughed Mrs. Champney. "When
Capt. Dulnare chose husband for you.
he should have chosen more wisely. L
think shall be better matchmaker,
Virgie."
'Are you so anxious to lose me?"
asked the girl, with humorous naivete.
Mrs. Champney smoOthed her grey
tresses, soberly.
''Virginie, you must marry some time,
you know. But that is no reason why |
you shall not still remain my daughter. |
| only hope that your future husband |
may prove as good, and tender. and faith
full as your father was. And now put on |
your hat and shawl; L am going to take |
you to see the hero of romance. He is |
the son of one of the old friends of my |
school girl days. Once upon time we
made foolish compact, that our first son |
and daughter should become husband |
and wife,
"Oh!" gsped Virginia. thinking of
Hugh Girard, and wondering with a
shudder if she was to be victim OF
all her life.
swell, this poor fellow fell i'm love |
with beautiful girl, who loved him, but
rejected him for rich lover. In his de-
'pair he left his native place, and i'm Cal
tornia-that land of gOld-he made a
Ortune. But with money came misery
IlsO. He cameahOme, it is said, to die.
Virgie, you are so fair and sweet and
winning that l think you can catch this
lesOlate heart in the rebound, you
,now.n
Il can't marry this man unless he asks
ne," she returned bitterly.
HE will ask you," was the decisive re-
ponse, as the big piebald, roam drew up
,etOre fashionable boarding hOu :.
Mrs. Champney led her daughtt to a
room on the second tiOOI
Listen" she said pausing befO the
loor that was slightly ajar.
'.Virgie, my lost love! Virgie--',h. my
Virgier'
The color flew into the white. c. ceks of
he astopished girl.
God bless you for this, mother" she
aid rushing into the room where Hugh
Iirard lay sick almost unto death.
81 an here, Hugh !" she cried.
What words were said i'm the chamber
{ illness may not be told.
Virgie came out after halt an hour,
With cOntented smile OH ner sweet,
Dung lips.
sHe will live ?"said her mother, kissing
be blushing face.
YES" answered Virgie; she will live
Or me-"
And somebody who witnessed the
rand wedding that occurred a month
ater, spoke of the lovely bride, Virgie,
s heroine of romance.