The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-10-27


oh, Arthur she answered, 'car
I yet atone ?
And then the bridge Of years
was swept away, and she sobbec
out her happiness upon his heart
Let me see you," he said, al
last. 4 have not yet seen the
face for which | have hungered al
these years
He struck a light, then turned
and looked at her.
My darling' he said. 1T is
still my beautiful Barbara. What
have | done to deserve this hour 2
Mamma, where are you p called
out fresh, girlish voice at this
instant.
The next moment young girl
or scarce seventeen summers
sprang into the room.
This is my daughter, Arthur
! my only child. Dora, let me pre-.
sent you to one Of your mothers
oldest friends
The gentleman indicated looked
from one to the other-from the
mother to. the daughter-then
back again. Now he could real
ize the lapse Of time-now be
could appreciate the changes years
had wrought. It was as though
he had brought the past and pre-
sent face TO face forcing him tc
acknowledge the impossibility Of
natures standing still.
The daughter was fair coun.
terpart Of the mothers beauty
AS she looked now shyly extend,
ing to him her hand, as if in de.
precation of her unceremonlous
entrance, so had Barbara looked
when extending her hand in fare
we'll, as though she would have
said, 4 am forced into it by a
stronger will than mine.'
An uncomfortable sensation rose
up in his breast-a dunno warrine g
against the inevitable-an unac'
knowledged desire to retrace life's
pathway and conquer time.
Meantime the young girl pouted
the full, red lips, as she thought
her mothers friend strangely ab
sent; and when be at last forced
himself into few words Of greet
ing, they fell upon dull, unheed'
ing ears.
Then she had gone. The lovers
were alone again, but he no longer
opened wide his arms, but instead
drew a chair to her side, that they
might discuss more nationally.
You must teach Dora to love
you,' she said to him next morn
ing. I want first to reconcile
her to my second marriage before
startling her with it's possibility
Tel! me-do you think her like
me?'
Your second SELF
'Ab, I am SO glad You will love
her, then, for my sake?'
To love and be loved Ger
easy task set by frail woman in
her blindness. 1t must be Mr.
Mainwaring who must be Dora's
companion in her daily ride. Mr.
Main waring who must teach hel
to manage the ckle-boat-tol
which he had sent to town--ir
these first early spring days. The
lovers were seldom alone now.
Dora looked upon their guest a.
her property. She had long agt
laughingly told him how unecre'
monious had been his welcome tt
her, and he had wooed and wor
bis absolution.
Sometimes Barbara sighed al
she watched them together, while
she sat alone, but she gave TO th'
sigh no name, and thought it
tribute to the vanished years.
One day came her awaking
Dora and Mr.. Main waring mac
gone for their afternoon ride, but
had extended beyond it's wont, ane
she had grown anxious and gone
out to meet them, striking into
the forest path which was theil
favorite way. Half a mile from
her home she met Dora's horse
riderless. Pale with terror, sht
FASTENED on, when she suddenly
stopped, rooted to the spot. Al
most at her feet knelt the mar