The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1879-07-17

his eye, and was satisfied.
He is burning with his mad love" "
she ssid 1 need not fear. He will
wait until am ready"
Coralie remained in the east the next
summer, and went to the White Noun
tsins snd to Newport with a party of
friends. Caryl joined her for few
days. .llasss..a-.--.-s-.sz4sass-a-
The next week she spent in Washing.
ton, and Caryl spent a week with her
there. 1t was the same old story
the feast for the multitude of admirers
1.-The crumbs for her lover. His BUSH
ness required constant attention, and he
was not sorry. He found it little more
than an agony to be with Coralie and
feel himself forced to be silent.
So he was glad to be in measure tied
to his business, and away from her. He
Twas not jealous by nature, but the sight
of her surrounded by other men. to
whom she lent such willing ear, while
he, her promised husband, was com.
| PEELED to be aim st silent in her pres
ence, was maddening. l.it
The next summer Coralie went to
Europe with fashionable and wealthy
washington lazy. .,..G -r
She intends remaining abroad sew
eral years." said Coralie to Caryl, I" and
| think am 30 fortunate to have made
her acquaintance. But Providence has
always been good to me. Under the
protecting wing of such chaperon
shall have the loyeliest time possible.
She owns villa in Florence, and spends
much time there, and l am to have a
season in London, where she says will
be belle. Now, Csryl, dear, are you
not proud to think of my triumph ?
Write to me often, won't your"
After q year abroad she wrote to him
in one of her letters: h. t.,....
go, Caryl, dear, you cannot know of
half my happiness. My dreams sre
more than realized. l am the rage
wherever go. But, though / have had
two excellent offers of marrisge-one
with title--I would not for the world
marry foreigner. There is something
exceedingly distasteful to me in the
| idea of marrying out of ones own counN
try. / DON'T see how American girls
can do 1t. l like to be belle here, but
when / am ready to settle down l want
to be in my own land, with my own
countrymen." .-#.. .,i .ls i.1..
But she was not ready to settle down.
Caryl knew that very well. +--
The next year his mother-C orslie's
fOster-mOther as Welded. He was
left alone with the housekeeper and her
daughter Mabel, now a slip of a girl
thirteen years old. More than ever he
longed for Corslie and 8 home. He
wrote her of his loss and loneliness, but
did not ask her to return. Yet he had
secret hope that she might. He
opened her letters with trembling hands.
She expressed sincere sorrow for the
desth of his neither, and was full of
sympathy and love, but did not speak of
her return. They were going to Swift.
erlana in few days.
He dropped the letter and buried his
face in his hands, and the tears fell
through upon the letter that had done
SO much toward Staying strong leve.
A soft step sounded near, a gentle
hand fell upon his bowed head, a sweet
tremulous voice whispered, 81 am sorry
for you Caryl-sO sorry for you. Mamma
and both mics your dear mother, and
we will do ali we can to make your life
bright"
It was Mabel Lee, the housekeeper's
daughter.
Coralie had been in Europe almost
five years, when she wrote that she was
coming home. The last year had been a
hard one ior her. She had stayed in
Rome too long one summer and had falls
len i'll of low fever. It had never left
her, though as soon as she was able she
had travelled from place to place, trying
to regain her old health. She was worn
and depleted with winters dissipation
in London when the fever took hold of
her, and it made fearful inroads upon
her beauty. 1t chilled her with dread
alarm when she looked in her mirror
and saw the wan face and wasted form
of her once-radiant self.
Her fine bloom was entirely gone, and |
here were actually hollows in her cheeks. |
She was teo languid to care for festivi- |
ties, and, besides, she was stated. "She |
thought of home and Caryl," she wrote,
ito stay with you always if you want |
", /
and realize your worth, since my sick |
ness, as l never did before. Ifesr have |
been, selfish to make you wait go long, and
l wonder now how l could do it. 1t is
strange, Caryl, but ever since 1 was
taken i'll, year ago, l have felt myself
falling in love with you Although
separated by such width of land and sea,
and with five years, lying between US,
yet have felt as if you were with me, and
] we're for the fist time learning the
worth of your love. ALI your words
and acts have REQUIRED. to me over and
over, and I find more happiness in
remembering your words of love than in
all the praises et the world that have
been so lavished upon me. So at last,
dear Caryl, you see you are repaid for
your patient waiting. l have been so
eager for your letters the last year, and
never had so few, nor were they ever
so cold as they have been during-a
twelyemonths past. But can not blame
you. l silenced your loveswords long
ago,-seven long years ago,-aud no
wonder you write rarely, and coldly. Blu.
am coming home, Caryl, and will never
leave you again" ......
She sailed the next week for America.
The voyage was rough one, and she
was deathly i'll. Asshe lay in her berth
one thought burned like fire in her heart
and brain. She was going back to Caryl
to Caryl, her lover. This bore her
out of deaths reach like an lsngel arm.
When she reached her old home
Csryl was not there to receive her. He
had been called suddenly away by a
business telegram. to be absent week