The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-02-26

Sudlt udIu qulVer OF smile about her
mouth, "no man who loved a woman
would be coward enough to desert her on
so unworthy suspicion. She is better
without such love as his; and YOU NAV
be sure she has long ago put away anv
she might ever have had for him.
''You really think so2" I asked. look
ing at her.
II am sure of it." she said, firmly, and
there was so little of weakness in her
face hat saw further words were USE
less, and went back to Mallam with a
heavy heart. Poor fellow; he never ask
ed me question, but the look with
which he met me. and the beaten down
expression which came over his face
when told him the reault of nv visit.
he told me there had been more hope in
his heart than he had owned. He left
Oxford half an hour later, and his last
words to me were:
"God bless you, dear old fellow. Trv
and be of any service to her that YOU can,
and-let me know if she marries. I hone
she will, and better man than l."
1t was nine months before I heard
from him again Ali that time he had
not written to me, and now his letter was
to say that he had accepted an appoint
ment in India. He was weary with
this country and-and, in fact, he could
not live down the memory of
his folly while he remained in it.
Would come up to London to bid him
good-by, or should he run down to NEE
l couldn't 60 up to London. Though
it was the long vacation again. was de-
tanned in Oxford by business which re-
CURED my constant presence; so I asked
him to come down to me for couple of
days, adding that he need not be afraid
of meeting Cecil, as she was away. To
tell the truth, was not sorry that she
was, for l was a little vexed with her.
She looked very pale and i'll for a few
days after Mallam's departure
last autumn, but after that
she frightened up, got quite rosy,
and went about with a younger and
happier air than I had ever noticed in
her. 1 thought her rather hard hearted
and unfeeling, but I couldn't help liking
her all the ssme. It is not easy to dis
like beautiful woman who is persist
emily kind and gracious to you, and
meets even your surliness- and I was
rather surley to her for little while
with extra sweetness and gentleness.
One would almost have thought that
she liked me the better for being angry
with her. -
1t was very pleasant seeing Mallam
again, though Il thought him looking
ill and aged, and did not like the idea
of his going off TO India. You see I
loved the fellow, and it seemed like los
ing him for good. Besides, though he
talked enough of it himself, 1t was with
the lightness of man who, having lost
very thing has nothing more to risk.
We were out walking on the following
day, strolling about arm-in-arm for
last look, as Hugh said, at the dear old
place, when we met the Prior. He and
his wife were just going off for little
tour on the Continent, and nothing would
satisfy him but that we should walk
round to Worcester with him and see her.
Indeed, he was so cordial and pleasant
to Mallam-having heard of his ap-
preaching exile--that it would have
been churlish to refuse; and Hugh him
self made no difficulty. I had told him
Cecil was away, and perhaps ne thought
he would like to look again at his own
college and the room where he had seen
her. It was too late to draw back when.
Just as we were going to the house, Prior
said:
"Ah, there's Cecil at the window. Il
forgot to tell you, Quincy; she came back |
this morning. She's looking very seedy, |
100, poor girl-very; but she'll be glad to
zee you. Quincy is prime favorite with |
ny womankind, you must know, Mr..
Mallam."
Hugh made no answer, did not even
seem to hear and we went in. Mrs. Prior
vas on the sofa, but there was no sign of
Cecil at the window or elsewhere. If she
lad been there, she must have seen US
and made good her escape. Tom began
70 ask for her, of course, with masculine |
but his wife .snubbed him at |
once, with decision which even he
could not fail to. understand. Mallam !
lid, too. I could see it by the extra
shadow on his handsome face; and I |
wasn't surprised when, after few min
ties, he got up and said "Good. by," add
ng that he wouldn't take me away, for
re had call TO make on anoth.r old
friend. I saw that he would rather be |
alone, and so Ilet him 60.
He went out across the old college
quad, and was just passing out throug Oh |
the entrance-porch, when he saw that the
chapel was open, and something made |
him turn back and 60 into it. If any
Worcester man reads this. he won't won
der, perhaps. There are not many more
beautiful chapels in England than this
aimly-lit ed1fice of ours, with its floor of
mosaic, its richly. stained windows, and
gorgeous blending of gold and color on
walls and roof. There is one window
particularly lovely, representing the three
Marys at the tomb. An angel, with rad
liant wings of purple and ruby, is
sending them away with the words
HE is not here; He is arisen
and Magdalen, in her white |
gown and with flood of yellow hair roll
ing down her back, leans in the sickness
of her disappointment on one of her
The sun was shining
through the window in broad, rainbow
colored stream, and smote upon the dark
oaken carving Of the opposite walls with
a gold and crimson 'luster; smote, too,