The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1880-03-31


never forget you as the most un-
principled, dishonorable man ! have
ever had the misfortune to meet, and /
| perfectly lOath myself because you have
touched me. / hope ! may never see
you ngain," and, catching up the whim-
/ pering, frightened child, walked rapidly
away.
True to her word, Eleanor did not
meet Mr.. Falconer again, as she left
/ Brinsley by the afternoon train, going as
/ quietly as she had come, no one know
| ing her destination.
And before the day was over the mas
/ ter received telegram, calling him to
| Interlaken, where his mother lay very
/ III. so THURSDAYS mail train bore him
/ awayi but before he left, Marshall had
been reinstated in his old position.
The next news received several weeks
| after was Of Lady Helen Falconer's
| death, and Of her sons intention to
travel for some time.
Nearly year after Eleanor's proph-
| ecy was fulfilled. A low fever, born of
impure ventilation and vile sewerage,
| broke out in that part of the town
where the mill operatives lived. and
| death gathered in his harvest with re-
/ lentless force.
Mr.. Falconer returned from abroad,
and with rapidly organized committee,
tried 10 turn the course of the destroyer,
| going from house 20 house, from death
| bed 10 deathbed, without fear Of con-
tagion, spurred on by an accusing con-
| science. the words "many souls will be
hurried into eternity, and you will have
/ to answer for them, ringing in his ears.
| AT last the current Of the disease was
turned, the fever abated, and measures
! were Immediately set on foot for the
| Improvement Of houses and drainage,
when Mr.. Falconer was struck down.
For weeks his life lay in the balance, the
whole bnrden of his delirium being.
And | must answer for them" But
| God was merciful, and slowly Gilbert
| drilled back TO life and its responsible.
| ties.
Lying back in an easy-chair, pale, but
on the high road TO recovery, one day
he heard name which sent the blood
besAnding TO his heart name which he
had not been able to forget
His aunt was talking TO lady friend
at the other end of the room.
Eleanor Eliot is one of the sweetest,
noblest girls | ever knew or heard Of"
Lady Hargrave was saying, enthusiast
cally. Her father was n clergyman,
and dying, left her and a young brother
almost destitute; there was just enough
money left after everything was settled
to finish the boys education, and the
dear, brave girl would not let them tell
the young fellow how much it was, and
has kept him at school ever since. and
has been working hard, very hard, | be.
lieve, though don't know at what, and
he does not yet know how badly off his
poor sister is. She is distautly related
to the Honorable Mrs. Audley, and she
asked me to look out for some position
for the dear girl"
81 think know of position that
might suit her." said the visitor, "my
sister is looking for a governess for her
two little girls, and, of course. Miss
Eliot being so well recommended, she
might suit her."
I'm give you the address"
Then Gilbert waited impatiently,
while his aunt rung the bell. and Parker
was dispatched to find Mrs. Audley's
letter; then there was hunt for her
ladyship's eyeglasses. At last the well
come words le.l on his ear.
Two days after, sadly against his
aunt's advice, Mr.. Falconer started for
London, going straight to a small
shabby house in an humble location.
Miss EliotP" he asked, eagerly, of the
MISUNDERSTANDING female who opened
the door.
"She's left, SUR" was the answer.
"she lett yesterday morning her money
was done, an | dunno where she's
gone"
Gilbert turned away with a sick heart.
and, dismissing the cab, walked aim.
lessly along. By-and-bye he came TO a
large dark old church, bearing traces of
Inigo Jones in its beautiful entrance.
The doors were open, morning service
was Just over, Gilbert was tired and
weak; n sudden impulse-for which he
thanked God all his life long-caused
him to enter.
In one of the pews still knelt girl.
the face hidden in both hands. Until
every one had passed out, she knet
there, then rising, came slowly down
the aisle.
Pale, worn. with n weary droop ofthe
proud little head that made Gilbert's
heart ache, came Miss Eliot.
Trembling with nervousness he
waited until she was opposite 10 him,
then said. quickly:
miss Eliotw
Startled, she looked up. saw him.
and colored to the roots of her hair,
then glanced at the door as if meditating
fight
"Don't go " he cried, putting out a
thin hand. "Don't go. oh. listen 10
me. Forgive me my brutal conduct
that day. have regretted il ever since.
Say you forgive mew
No answer her head was bent down.
"Nora, can't you forgive mePn he
pleaded. "You were angry with me
once for calling you by your name, but
| can't helpit, dear; if you could only
look into my heart and see the love /
have for you. the utter longing. For
nearly year have been trying TO for
get you, and to-day 1 love you better
than ever. Nora, can't you love mep
Won't you be my wifeP"
At the last sentence Nora looked up
quickly.
Are you in earnestp Do you real
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