The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1880-09-30
THE OLD LOVE AND THE NEW.

I11d1A1c1 III ~ week, Dtlt before Tie lille
came she lost her faith, locked up the
beautiful wedding garmeots, fashioned
with such care and taste, and waited
for Lionel Hope to speak.
She did not have long to wait. He
came with a clear, golden ocean sunset,
and found her standing by the wide
open window, overlooking the sea, just
as he remembered seeing her the day
she promised to be his wife, and gave
with the promise, as he we'll knew, her
whole heart.
II hardly know how to tell you,
Marion" he began in a low, hesitating
tone of voice, but everything seems
changed in the last few weeks, I have
lost the dear old love in dearer new"
"And you came this evening to ask
me to i've you back your freedom?'
she said very calmly.
Eyes but do not despise me Marion"
he implored, Though I have richly
earned for myself both your contempt
and displeasurc."
"Despise you?" No, only pity you,
and you are free from any past vows
you have made to me as is this ocean
breeze. Loving you once, I shall love
you always. | would not be Marion
Everett if I did not; nor do shame to
say it, for the right is still mine to con-
TESS so much at least, and to urge you
at the same time to be careful-very
careful-how you trust your name and
happiness to Valeria Seymour's keep
ing. know something of the lightness
of her nature, the insincerity of her
smile and the utter Indifference with
which she wins and throws away hearts.
So l warn you, Lionel, to consider the
question we'll before making her your
wife" Lionel Hope was strangely mov-
ed, for he felt as if he were parting
with his better angel, and might never
again get within the shadow of it's pro-
tecting wings.
"You must not believe that I do not
care for you Marion" he said II can
not tell what this new love that fills
my heart is like, forI cannot explain
it even to myself, but you are and ever
will be, the one woman whom T."
"Hush she quickl y interrupted. "The
dream is over, and faith, and hope, and
happiness are things that were. but
are not any longer. And now 20, I
beg Of you, for I would rather be
alone"
She turned with stately grace Pc
cGllarly her own, and quietly motion
ed him from the room.
He obeyed her, feeling somehow as
ifhe were madly, blindly and irrevoca-
ply throwing away all that there was in
life worth living for.
She WAS not hoo,,tif,,1
noble, determined, heroic face was all
that could be said of Marion Everett's:
and every one knows that nobleness,
determination and heroism are seldom
the companions ofbeauty.
Valerla Seymour, the belle of three
Newport seasons. had supplanted her
in Lionel Hopes affections, and in a
month they were married, leaving
Marion to watch the months and the
years to glide away till her 3Oth BIRTH
day came and went, and the beautiful
wedding garments up strirs were yellow
with age.
Eleven summers ago since she part
ca with Lionel, and during the last she
had buried her father, and was now
quite alone in the isolated cottage bv
the sea.
But Marion, secure in her sea-girt
home, little dreamed of the woe and
misery encompassing Lionel Hope, in
the distast city where he had resided
since his ill-starred marriage.
Extravaganza and follies of all kinds
had exhausted his once fine fortune.
and rum stared him in the face; but a
greater evil than the mere loss of wealth
was towering near, and in a moment
OF furious passion and uncomfortable
hate a murder was done.
The world knew nothing of the Deep
er crime for which the william, Linton
Ainsley was blotted from the face of
the earth. The world only knew that
Lionel Hope had quarreled with and
killed a man who passed for gentle
man, and for the deed he had been
arrested, tried, convicted and sentenced
to death.
The cause which led to the commit
ting OF an act 50 terrible, no one knew,
though there was those who suspected
the truth, and did rot hesitate to saw
that to his wife Lionel Hope owed his
utter and irreparable downfall.
However indifferently Valaria might
view the awful peril in which her I'm
principled conduct had placed her hus-
bands life, there was one woman who
read the sickening details of the trial
With wide, terrified eyes, and heart so
full OF anguish that it seemed as if it
must break.
The dreadful inquest: the verdict of
the jury, the judges sentence that Ii
onel Hope be hanged by the neck un-
til dead-MariOn Everett looked nm