The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1878-10-31

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stood before my grandmother, trem
bling and white, aud ! said Oh, don
tell INC, graunie, you have cheated M
and robbed me u my true love BY he
Did you steal The lroih ring from M
neck spd give Il back TO Evan a. II irou
me You have loved aud honored M
lie long rslher die than think 0
th.
She turned scarlet
4 True Lowell said she you've but on,
I love now Squire Turner.
You have done Il | cried. It's wrlttcl
on your face.
And she looked down at that, and fel
4 TO weeping
My own true love WAS breaking bi
heart, she said. My husband sud hAt
loved for fifty years. did Il to saw
him, Could ! lei girPs fancy, worIl
nothing, stand In my way, aud see him
beggar in bis old ages Oh, girl, girl
/ Aud then fell down st her feet like a
stone. | knew nothing for an hour oI
more but then, when | was better, and
they left me with Jennie, bad her bring
my hood aud cloak aud ber own. Away
| went across the moor Ia the starlight lc
where the hall windows were ablsze with
light, and asked the honsekeeper 10 lei
me see the Squire.
She stared at me for my boldncss land
no wonder-but called him. SO in mo.
ment he stood before me in his evening
dress, with his cheeks flushed aud his eyes
bright, and led me into little room and
seated mo.
Agatha, my love, hope no mischauce
brings you here, he began,
Bot stopped him.
Not your love, Squire Turner, | said.
] thank YOU for thinking so well of me
but even after all that has passed, l.
could say no more. He took my
hand, Have offended you, Agatha2 he
said.
Not you. The oiience--the- guilt--oh,
have been sorely cheated! And all |
could do was to sob and think be thought
me mad
AT length strength came TO me.
went back to the fret aud told him all
how we had been pighted TO each other,
waiting only for better prospects to be
wed, and now, when he honored me with
the offer OF his baud, ! angered my grand
parents by owning TO the truth, and OF
the ring grannie had stolen from my
breast, and the false message that had
sent my promised husband from me.
Aud though never see Evan Locke
again, said |, still can never be another
mans true love, for am his until | die
AT last he arose aud came to me.
My little Agatha never loved me, he
said. All, me. The news is bad--I
thought she did. This comes Of vanity.
Many higher and fairer have hearts to
give, said. Mine bad gone ere you saw
me.
And then, kind aud gentle as though
| had not grieved him, he gave me bis
arm aud saw me across the moor, and at
the gate paused aud 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 grannie
would never wed him
Eh but he was fit TO be king--the
grandest, kindest, best OF living men !;
who rode away with the break of the
morrow, never stopped til he reached
Liverpool, and found Evan Locke just
ready TO set foot upon the Golden George,
and told him tale that made his heart
light aud sent him back to me; but our
young Squirer Heaven bless him
Aud who was 1t that sent old grand
father the deed Of gift that made the cot
tage his own, and who spoke kind
word TO the gentry for Young DR., Locke
that helped him into practieeY Still no
one but Squire Turner whom we taught
our children 10 pray for every night For
we were married, aud iu few years had
boys and girls at our knees aud when
the eldest was nigh two, The lhiug
needed to make me happy happened
and from FAR over HE sea, where he had
been three good Twelve months, came
our Squire, with the the bonniest lady
that ever blushed, beside him, aud lhe
hall bad a mistress at last--and mistress
who loved the Squire as loved Evan.
Eli bat irs an old story. She that
remembered girl | saw In her coffin,
wilhered aud old. And iben they
opened the vault where the Squire had
slept ten years to put her beside him, and
I've nothing left Of Evan, my life aud my
love, but bis memory, and IL seems a. II
every hope and dream ofjoy ever bad
were put away under tombstones. Even
the Golden George, the great strong ship
that would have borne my dear from me
has mouldered away on the bottom Of the
sea somewhere. Aud think my wed.
ding ring is likely TO ou,last US all, for ]
have il yet aud | shall be ninety to-mor-
row.
Ninety It's good old age, aud Il can't
be long now before meet Evan aud the
rest In Heaven.
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now THEY KEEP PARIS CLEAN.